Rimiru Tempest Novels & Stories

Remy: “Show me again tomorrow. And every day after. I trained to be an alpha. You trained to be a storm. We’re gonna be unstoppable.” I rest my forehead against his, feeling the locket thump between us, two heartbeats and one storm. Celeste (whispering): “Four days until Maramureș. Winterglass Mirror won’t know what hit it.” Crown HUD (quiet, proud): Title Earned: Blood Lightning Sovereign New Affinity: Runic Stormcraft (Master tier)

They’re standing in a protective circle, the echoes and warriors surrounding them, all of them looking terrified but determined. “I’m going with you,” Tempest says when I start toward the seal. “Absolutely not…” “Mama, the Hunger won’t negotiate with just anyone. It needs to see something worth not eating. And I’m a piece of cosmic power wrapped in human flesh. I’m literally the most interesting meal it’s encountered in centuries.” “That’s exactly why you’re not coming!” “I can protect myself,” she insists, and time hiccups around her, showing me three different versions of her at once. “I’ll freeze moments if it tries to consume me. Buy myself time to escape.”

"A tsunami slammed into the island right after we dropped her off. The water swallowed everything. We couldn't get back in time." The news smashed into Barrett like a wrecking ball. He released the guard and staggered back. Astrid's triumphant smile hardened. "Barrett, don't fall for it. This has to be just another one of Octavia's pathetic schemes to ruin our wedding." Those words were the last straw. Barrett whipped around, his eyes flashing with a murderous glint that made Astrid recoil. The restrained man she thought she could control was gone, replaced by a ruthless demon.

I asked as we walked towards the table. “Do you like it?” Lewis asked with a hint of nervousness in his voice, I turned around so we were facing each other. Holding both his hands in mine and giving them a gentle squeeze as I stood on my toes. He looked cute when he was nervous, “never thought I would be making you nervous” I said as I brushed my thumb over his knuckles. “I guess you have an effect on me” He said, placing a kiss on my forehead. I smiled at the small gesture and he walked me over to the table pulling my seat out for me. I took my seat and he pushed me in before going around and pulling out a small cooler and taking a bottle of premixed mimosa. I held my glass up and he served

Niamh's heart pounded in her chest, she felt a lump in her throat. In the distance the mountains were a dull, gray border between the sky and the ground. Clouds and snow covered the very tops, and pale green grass grew around the bottom. Icy-blue flowers were sprinkled throughout the mountains, but nothing grew near the peaks, except what the priests and priestesses nurtured at the temple. There was a slender, fast-flowing river that ran past the temple grounds and flowed throughout the mountains until it reached the waterways of the riverlands. The Temple, although made of black rock, blended in to the side of the mountain, allowing the priests and priestesses a quick retreat

Mira smirked and continued chopping her vegetables. “You are issuing an arrest? What is wrong with you?” I reduced my tone. “Harry, I grew soft. I forgot about the pains he put me through but after his meeting with me today, I know exactly what I am doing”. She opened the pressure pot and poured the vegetables in it. “Mira, this is my brother, your husband. Your new life and your reputation. Do you want to gamble with all that?” I asked softly. She looked at me and pointed a knife at me. “Stay away from this fight or I will drag you down the hill”.

She lifted her hand, and the storm surged upward, though the winds blew the rest back. Luna stumbled at this, clutching the relic around her neck. Silvery light pulsed along with the storm as if it were a heart beating in time with her steady, raging fire. "Don't let go, Luna!" Kael cried, struggling against the stronger winds. Mira's voice echoed above the din. "Time is up! Make your choice!" Luna clenched the relic tighter. She realized, almost too late, how terrible it was, for the storm grew fiercer and the glow from the relic brightened until everything became hollow white.

I was frozen in place for what felt like forever. I did not shed even a single tear. It turned out that when a person felt the most devastated they had ever felt, they would not even be able to cry. The sun dipped below the horizon. A blood-red glow swallowed everything. The television said it would get hotter in the next few days. It was dry, so we had to be careful about fires.

“Bind me to you.” Nyra leaned forward, brushing molten hair from his brow. “In flesh and flame, we are one.” With a final thrust, Cyrion howled, fire surging through him. He spilled inside her; a tremor of power rocked them both. Nyra cried out, tears of molten silver running down her cheeks. The central prism embedded in her breastbone flared, refracting the braziers’ glow into kaleidoscopes of ash-black and flame-gold. Selene stepped forward, voice echoing: “By this union, the Mirror Reborn claims the Ember Throne and the Duskbane crown. Let all realms tremble.”

“If you want her, you go through both of us.” Ash chambered a round. Liam growled, his twin blades flashing. L-22 didn’t blink. “You still believe this is your choice.” Her voice softened. “Mira, you’re spiraling toward your true purpose whether you accept it or not. The Red Moon is calling you home.” As if summoned by her words, the sky above them rippled with faint red light, the first crack of the Blood Moon cresting the horizon. Its power throbbed through Mira’s veins, making her knees weak but her resolve unbreakable.