Red Storm 2 Novels & Stories

Poor Byron was confused about the situation. ‘Child, we’re getting closer.’ Helighor informed me. ‘Get your little friends ready because it’s going to be a little chaotic once we enter. On the other side, the environment is not as pleasant as any sea storm. Get your monstrous friend to swim underneath me so you won’t get blown away by the storm?’ ‘Storm? What storm? The water is calm.’ ‘On this side, it’s clear. But in his cage, it isn’t.’ “What’s wrong? You have that look on your face again.” Skyr moved closer to me as he asked.

I just wish I wasn't scared of what is coming. I have been spending most of my time in my cabin just relaxing. Forgetting how good it feels. All of a sudden, I hear a knock at the door, uncertain who it is I grabbed my robe to put it on. I walk over to the door and I open it hoping that it is Jayden, but when I open the door to my disappointment it is not Jayden. I put on a fake smile "hi how can I help you?" "Hi my name is Jasmine I'm in the pack alpha Landon said about you were offering defense training."

The last thing I wanted to do was to add to my already destroyed reputation. Hours later, I met with Storm at the terrace and quickly got closer to her, placing my fingers on her bare neck. She was startled as she then turned and the moment she noticed me, she spat on me. I froze as I quickly took out a towel from my pocket and cleaned myself up. "Storm are you crazy?" I asked provocatively. "I should be asking you that question. Please let this be the last time you come close to me else..." "Else what Storm?" She then slid out a dagger from behind her and aimed it towards me. I shifted back in fright. "What? Scared?"

Weather leapt off the rock to hide behind it, reining in her aura and scent. She wanted to play. We watched as Storm burst through the trees, looking left and right trying to find us. Weather kept low behind the rock, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I watched through her eyes as he turned around and she jumped, landing right on his back and knocking him over. They went rolling through the grass, playfully nipping at each other.

” Tasha frowned, “Oh, Sir Raven over there is not my brother. Not even related” Not related? How on earth was he… “I don’t care,” Storm snapped standing up from the bed, “I am not going to let anyone dictate my life, tie me down or take advantage of me and whatever my powers are. Not now, not ever” Then she turned to Blue who was staring at her with her arms crossed over his chest…” Mate or not” She spat. “Storm,” She turned around to face the other mana, Raven whose eyes were now red although he was smiling with a very tender expression on his face,”

Who is going to know? KILLER: That’s awesome. Chris is going there next week as well. Going to help out the newbies. Maybe I can go with and see you there. I’m not usually for breaking rules but that rule is ridiculous. No chance Hailstorm wants to join….? HAILSTORM: Mm… lemme think – seeing a bunch of wolves in the icy cold while you two cuddle up with your mates, sorry girls. That’s a no from me KILLER: The boys will be so busy there will be no time to cuddle Hailstorm, so it will just be us

The dagger’s flames flare, binding your hands, your hearts, your fractured souls. --- The storm arrives at dawn. Black clouds devour the sky, thunder rumbling like the elders’ laughter. The pack gathers at the clearing’s edge, weapons gleaming, eyes wide with dread. The twins stand at your side, their glow a defiant beacon. “Ready?” Ryland asks, his voice steady. You nod. “Always.” The forest erupts. Rogues pour from the trees, their eyes feral, their claws glinting. At their helm strides a figure cloaked in shadows—a new enemy, his face hidden, his voice a venomous hiss.

A sound so raw it tore straight through both of us. We ran. Storm sat upright in his bed, clutching his chest, eyes rolled white — not glowing softly like they did when the Goddess whispered — but blazing. Outside, the snowstorm intensified, ice crusting across the windows like claws. “Storm!” I dropped to my knees beside him. “Baby, look at me. Look at Mama.” He shook violently. “Bad man… bacckk…!”

She says to Blade without tearing her gaze away from me. “I'll be there soon.” Blade says to her but she doesn't budge. “He needs you now.” “I'm not leaving you with her. You've not hidden your need to kill her very well.” Storm rolls her glacier blue eyes and struts into the room. “I don't want to kill her, not now. I want to do it when she's least expecting it. I want to kill her the way whores deserve to die.” “Get out.” I bite out to her

Iris clutched her chest, feeling the faintest echo of Damon’s energy lingering deep within her soul. “Damon…” she whispered. “You’re still with me, aren’t you?” The moon above seemed to glow brighter in response. The Rising Storm As the pack gathered for the night, a tremor ran through the earth. Wolves raised their heads, ears twitching as the ground vibrated beneath their paws. From the distant horizon, black storm clouds began to churn, glowing with streaks of red lightning. Selene’s voice trembled as she spoke. “The Shadow Army… they’re coming.”