Link Thundermans Novels & Stories

If the Thunder Leopard reached the fifth level, its thunder attack could threaten the life of a master in the Human-Immortal Realm. He chuckled and made a magic signet with his divine sense. Purple Thunder Doom--Punishment from Gods! Dark clouds rolled, and lightning bolts ripped through the sky. A python-like bolt of lightning flew toward the Thunder Leopard. The Thunder Leopard was very smart. It swallowed its inner core and leaped into the air. Boom!

On the desk sat a leather-bound briefcase, cracked and grey with age. "Josh," I called out, my voice echoing in the empty hallway. "Come look at this." He walked in, wiping grease from his hands. I pointed to a stack of loose photographs that had spilled out from a side pocket of the briefcase. Josh picked one up and his face went pale. The photo was grainy, from the early 90s. It was Vice-chancellor Olayinka and a tall, handsome man with the same sharp jawline as Josh. Chief Collins Adeyemi. On the back were the words: "The Foundation of the Enforcers. 1992. We own the future."

He replies to my mind with an image of a thumbs up emoji. I launch myself on top of my maker. In an attempt to halt him. The longer I'm in his presence, the more obedient my mark grows and betrays me. I'm trying to hit, bite and even scratch him. The mark is spreading over him shielding my attacks. He continues walking with me on his back. We stop in front of Arlo and Helena trying to make their escape. Arlo steps in front of her but Thorne grabs his throat and throws him away. I pry myself from his back and step in front of Him. His eyes are red and snake like.

They huddled in small groups throughout the cathedral's expansive interior, their expressions reflecting cautious anticipation mixed with lingering fear. The Shadow Knight dismounted at the altar, transformed armour adjusting coloration to remain visible without projecting unnecessary intimidation. This gathering would serve purpose beyond symbolic demonstration, establishing foundation for systematic correction rather than merely individual accountability. He recognized faces among the assembled. Mother Verna, former High Priestess whose questioning of corrupted doctrine had resulted in her excommunication. Merchant Mercer, whose family's wealth had been seized through manufactured accusati

I was moving before I even thought about it, claws sliding free, rage rushing through me like fire. “Lucas!” Ryder shouted, rushing forward and grabbing my arm before I could charge blindly. “They’re organized—Dalton and Marcus Reid are leading them!” Sure enough, Reid’s maniacal laugh rang out above the chaos. “Storms!” he bellowed. “Your time ends tonight!” “Kill them all. Leave Dominic and Lucas to me!” Dalton’s voice echoed from the back of the hall, and then all hell was let loose as my father’s warriors and the rogues clashed.the fighting truly began.

Leo leaped off just as the craft spiraled downward, crashing into the canal in a spectacular explosion of fire and water. ​He hit the bridge deck in a roll, coming up with his pulse racing. But he wasn't alone. Standing at the far end of the bridge, silhouetted by the fire of the crash, was a figure in gold-trimmed armor. ​Chairman Thorne. Not a hologram. Not a broadcast. The man himself had come down to the Gutter to finish what his drones couldn't. ​"You've caused quite a mess, Vane," Thorne said, his voice calm, almost bored. He held a cane made of black obsidian, the tip of which was glowing with a dangerous, white-hot light. "But every fire eventually runs out of fuel."

Silas said rubbing the back of his neck. “And your father is right.” A deep voice spoke. “Whoa!” Silas and Marco said leaning their heads back to look up at the 7 foot 4, 400 lb. wall of muscle smirking down at them. “I’m Royal Delta General Shadow Collins; this is my mate Royal Delta General Jennifer Collins.” He introduced himself and his mate. “Hi, I’m Royal Beta Jyden Hunt.” He greeted them. “Those two over there are the Shadow Twins, Spyder and Spencer Collins, Delta Warriors, and part of the Queens Royal Guards.”

“I may be a fool for taking that deal and made myself trapped in this prison, but ‘they will always find a way to get me out of here as you will never win this game, you gamble and started. I promise to make you pay, to save Aaron, to get what is rightfully mine and protect, Daniela.” With Alliah’s tears that continue to fall from both of her cheeks, her soulless gaze only reflected the imprisoned young lady’s smile. To the thunder that started to rumble the entire place, the twins' mark of Gemini reflected and illuminated upon its left neck as the God of thunder emerges. To the fox that owns the thunder with its reincarnated mana in exchange for its twin and the past of its lightning, Allia

I want to mind! "It won't bite." He chuckled, looking down at the gun. These men were anything but businessmen. I heard the door open but I remained rooted. "The man of the hour." The blonde chuckled. I was feeling tired! Very tired! "Are your feet aching, Miss Thawne?" A deep voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I whirled to see the man I feared the most.... Holy cow! TBC

) Zakerius Togar - Zah-kee-rius Toh-Gah *This will be updated as more characters are introduced.