Purple Thunder Novels & Stories

POV - GIOVANNI CARSON There was no doubt that we were toxic, foolish and naïve. Blinded by the mere thought of an everlasting tension. And it sucks when you know that you need to let go, but you can't because you're still waiting for the impossible to happen. I sat there, watching people dance to the erotic music, The lights constantly changed color illuminating the room with bright neon colors. blue. red. pink. purple. Each time the colors changed, so did my thoughts.

Amber nodded just before a contraction rippled through her. As the moon rose to its peak, the Lunas began to push. Amber was the first to birth to her child, which I expected. He was a healthy boy with blonde hair and blue eyes. I passed the boy to Alpha Damien to clean him up as I turned my focus to Michelle. The moon reached its peak as the female was born. I called to Selene and the moon turned blue before she descended to earth. We clasped hands and began the incantation to seal her powers. The wind picked up as we finished the spell. She turned to her beloved creatures and smiled, then faded and returned to the moon. I quickly put the blinding spell on the female and watched as they cra

Memories of her past, particularly the nightmares involving Cade, haunted her dreams. As the night wore on, a heavy rain began to fall, accompanied by the deep rumble of thunder. The storm outside grew fiercer, the wind howling as it whipped around the mansion. Lightning illuminated the room sporadically, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The thunderclaps grew louder and more frequent, each one jolting Zyra from her restless slumber.

Her fingers hesitated for a second before she tapped Blake’s name. The phone rang twice before a familiar voice—breathless and anxious—picked up. “Lydia?” Lydia let out a shaky breath. “Hey, Blake.” “Oh my goddess! I’ve been trying to reach you all day. I tried the mind-link at least ten times. I felt something—like something inside me was...cut off.” Lydia swallowed. “That’s because it was.” “What?” “I joined the Blue Moon Pack today,” Lydia said softly. “We had the mating ceremony. I’m part of Blue Moon now.”

Their faces were etched with a fear Liora had never seen in them before. “It started two days ago,” Anya said, her voice tight. “At first, we thought it was just a strong growing season. Then the storms came.” She pointed to the western sky, where unnatural, green-tinged clouds were gathering. As they watched, a bolt of lightning, not white but a violent purple, split the sky. It didn't strike the ground. It struck a tall pine, which didn't catch fire but instantly petrified, its needles turning to stone in a heartbeat.

"Some speeches ain't for young ears, and men don't like keeping it clean all the time." Thomas swallowed. "Aye, I'll tell 'em. They'll be glad of it. The sun's been bitter today, and even their sweat ain't dampened the skin." What little moisture they exuded had dried into their clothes, making them smell even worse. Unlike Nathaniel, hygiene wasn't high on their list of priorities. Over Abraham's shoulder, he noticed a strange light in the sky. A white glow that warped into the shape of a bird before plunging into the watery abyss.