Naruto Storm Release Novels & Stories

Before Ethan could say another word I surprised him with a throat strike, not one strong enough to kill him although I am more than capable of that, but one which had him gasping for air and rolling around like he was being beheaded. I threw the table out of my way, nothing was going to stand in my way of giving this bastard what he deserved. Luna’s POV I sat with Carrie for a short while, I can’t believe how upset she appeared to be over Jasper or maybe she was just nervous about how I would react. I’m sure he’ll be OK though and he’ll be home safe in no time, he’s a clever dog. Although for some reason I feel like there’s something else bothering her but why won’t she tell me?

She made to avenge her mother when a hand suddenly gripped her from behind. Holding her mouth with one hand while holding her back with the other. "Shhh," the voice hushed, begging her not to fight him anymore. "You have to survive and grow strong, and when the blood moon rises, the stormwolf will make them pay for what they have done." Kristen chanted the prophecy to her, hoping it would calm her rage down. Immediately she saw Damon; her rage was instantly replaced by fear. She had seen Damon gut the Alpha open in the throne room.

[System Update: New Ability Unlocked — Stormbound Assimilation] [Verdant Pulse → Tier 2 Evolution Achieved] The sky above cleared completely, leaving only the faint echo of thunder. I whispered to the silence, “I’ll carry it, Niko. The storm ends with me.” Echo hovered beside me, her tone unreadable. “And so it begins. Every gift bears its curse, Kiami Lynn. You have not ended the storm… you have inherited it.” I looked down at my glowing hand. Lightning crackled faintly across my skin, merging with the green light of the Pulse. “I know,” I said softly. “And this time, I’ll be ready for it.”

"We’re going to a fight. Juno has taken Storm. We are going to get him back, and we are going to burn whoever is standing in our way." A low, collective growl rose from the warriors. Storm was a favorite among the men, a fair but tough leader. The idea of him being tortured by a rogue was enough to set their blood on fire. Back at the main house, Sky had just arrived with Danica. The girl looked like a ghost, her eyes red and puffy, her hands shaking as she clutched a small bag. Aubrey met them at the door and immediately pulled Danica into a tight hug.

The Storm-Bringer. His massive form collided with me, a wall of muscle and fury. We hit the ground, the air whooshing from my lungs. His jaws, capable of snapping a tree limb, lunged for my throat. Instinct took over. My storm, that inner lightning, reacted before my mind could. It wasn't a controlled blast, but a desperate, concussive surge of raw power that erupted from my skin, throwing Karn off me with a yelp. He skidded across the silenced grass, the fur on his shoulder smoking.

He was Melvin Neal, the last-minute groom I had found for this wedding. He caught me steadily just in time. Still, a sharp pain shot through my ankle. I couldn't help but gasp. Melvin immediately stopped and asked softly, "Where does it hurt?" I straightened up with his help and forced a small smile. "It's nothing. Let's keep going." He didn't say anything. He just stared at me for a moment, then quietly said, "Hold onto me."

I shot the two of them with a vicious glare, then turned around and stormed out of the room. As I looked at the mess all over my body and my arm, scalded red, my hatred for Wynnie reached its breaking point. … By the time I had cleaned myself up and headed to the routine meeting, the team members were giving me strange, complicated looks. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?” They looked awkward. “Well… I went to get Ms. Lynn just now, but Ash was inside. She said she had something to deal with, so tonight’s meeting is canceled.”

His words, his face—everything about him made me sick. I went pale and forced a smile. "I can forgive you. All it'll cost is your life." Emily's face darkened. "Nathan, that's enough!" But before she even finished speaking, Jake grabbed a vase off the table and smashed it against his own head. Blood ran down his forehead. Emily and my mother both screamed. A heavy slap landed across my face. For a moment, my ears rang so loud I couldn't hear anything. All I could see was Emily's face—pure disgust and irritation.

“I—” “Guards!” she screamed. I nodded. I could hear everyone laughing. I nodded again. Now I know my enemies. The drive back to the hotel seemed longer. I had to stop, to try and hold myself together, not to give in to the tears. It had taken all my willpower not to let my anger rise to the surface and rip off Carmen's face. I wasn’t a violent person, but the urge to do that had been so strong. I needed to forget. I needed something to drown my sorrows. I needed something to drink.