Lightning Thief Word Count Novels & Stories

A beast lunged at me but I drove my hands through it, ripping out its bloody heart, squashing it in my hands. “La requiem ut gar luzik…” Another witch began to chant, conjuring up the forces of nature to attack me. The sky roared loudly as the clouds parted, sparking with electricity. From the sky a single powerful lightening struck at me. I groan, feeling the burn that dropped with the thunder consume me. There was a smirk on the witch’s face, but it was soon dispersed as my eyes narrowed on her, sparking with rage. I redirected the witch lightning through my fingertips, sending the thunder back to her and her other associate. They both burn as their screams fill the night air.

Thunder shook the house, wind howling. Around midnight, a soft knock. Door creaked open. Sophia's silhouette, flashlight dim. "Liam? The thunder... it's bad. Mom's not here." Her voice small, scared. She wore a thin nightie, white cotton hugging her curves, hem at mid-thigh. Lightning flashed, outlining her body—no bra, nipples poking. Liam's cock stirred. "Come in," he said low. She slipped under the covers, back to him. "Just till it passes?"

"Heh, bring it on!" As his words faded, more lightning rained down. The relentless barrage seemed driven by an unstoppable wrath, intent on erasing Adrian from existence. Below, the onlookers clenched their fists anxiously, struggling to comprehend how he still stood. His defiance against such a devastating force seemed beyond belief. The deafening sound of thunder reverberated, sending waves of fear through the crowd. All eyes remained fixed on Adrian, transfixed by the surreal sight. Adrian's entire body became engulfed by divine lightning. Endless bolts crashed against him, battering his frame and sending waves of agony surging through him.

She looked to Victoria who knew everything, only she just gave her a huge smile. Zaine knew immediately who the gift was for. He put in all of his hard work to make something she would be proud to hang anywhere in her room. What he didn’t know was that just minutes before she had been proposed to, until he seen the sparkle from her left hand. Something in him roared to life. Something he thought had died within him long ago. The two of them looked at each other and could feel it. The same thing that happened when they were kids. A metaphorical lightening struck the two of them in their heart. Years of not seeing each other. Not knowing how the other was truly doing. Having no contact except

Jackson stuck his head into the garage as Dory shut her door. “Well if it isn’t our party-animals” he smirked, “How was it?” “Not a lot, just three and an almost four” Dory smirked, making my eyes roll. Every time we went together to a festival, she counted how many guys talked to me and she called it flirting. They were in no way doing that but it annoyed me enough that it became a joke throughout the base. “Kayden isn’t going to be too happy” Jackson said, me almost throwing him with something.

His gaze locked onto the storm above, where countless arcs of lightning wove together in a chaotic dance. "I have to get stronger—fast." His voice was a low murmur, but his eyes burned with unwavering determination. Thunder roared across the sky. Silver bolts of lightning coiled and twisted like dragons leaping through the heavens, their power immense and boundless. Suddenly, another bolt descended from the highest heavens, streaking straight toward Chase's skull. His expression darkened as he swiftly leaped backward. The lightning struck a tree behind him, splitting it apart in a flash of fire and embers. The scorched remains filled the air with the sharp scent of burned wood.

“Yes, my King! Give me the storm!” He shifted his angle, one hand moving between their bodies, his thumb finding her clit. The contact was electrifying, a direct current of pleasure that made her entire body seize. The lightning that flashed now was inside her eyelids, a continuous strobe of ecstasy. The rhythm of his thrusts became erratic, furious, the thunder a continuous, world-ending roar. She felt the raw, untamable power of him gathering, the chaotic energy of the storm focusing to a single, devastating point deep inside her.

A Stone Giant shattered and fell after a few attacks. Bassan noticed it, so he chanted again. Spiritual energy surged within him and kicked up gusts of wind in the hall. Wilbur flipped open The Book of Sequence at that moment. A blinding chain of lightning bolts came out from it. Over a dozen undead creatures were wiped out with the huge roar of thunder. They were hit by a chain of lightning bolts. A few that survived sprinted toward Wilbur, but they were also slashed to bits by the thunder cleaver.

I know the thunder can feel the new power pulsing through our bond to the thunder. I pump my fist into the sky and whoop with happiness. The thunder responds instantly, shouting or bugling their response. I smile. I am Skylar, Queen Cyryl’s rider. Together, we will lead this thunder into the next phase of our lives. We will not allow the royals to destroy us. If it comes down to us or them, then we will crush them. Scout Commander POV “Would you look at that. It’s the whole fucking thunder,” one of my scouts says beside me.

Their eyes held in a heated battle with neither wanting to be the first to look away. Lightning felt her blood heat up at the challenge in Carolyn's eyes. The cop is suspicious of her but she has no proof. Smart Carolyn. Let see how long it will take you to figure out everything, that is if I don't kill you before then. Lightning has always loved a good challenge and something tells her that the cop was going to be one hell of a challenge.