Robyn Carr Thunder Point Series Novels & Stories

" Just as they were about to shove Holly into the car, a frantic blare of a horn cut through the air. The screech of tires on asphalt followed, and a Maybach came barreling toward them. Luke was caught off guard, causing him to stumble back. The car screeched to a halt just five meters from him. Holly recognized the plate and breathed a sigh of relief. Yoel stepped out, his face raging like a storm. He walked towards them with an attitude that spelled trouble. Luke immediately shrunk under his shadow. Yoel only had one mission. He made a beeline for Holly, his crew following quickly behind to deal with the rest. The bodyguards helping Luke sensed that the tide had turned and they immediately

“Thunder Spread!” Jai shouted. He stretched his right hand forward and thunder shot out of his palm. The thunder skill spread open like an umbrella on the snake’s face. It was like a flashbang, the bright thunder blinded the snake’s sight for a few seconds. But it also managed to hurt the snake’s face, because it recoiled back after the thunder hit it.

Ram's POV The moment I said those words, my heart went into silent mode. Everything around me seemed so quiet that I could hear her breathing sound. looking at her from the corner of my eyes, I prayed for a positive response from her. I could feel the drop of sweat sliding down from my forehead to my neck, following my chest it vanished somewhere between my hoodie. The moment of nervousness made me sweat in this cold monsoon weather of monsoon. gripping the steering wheel I continued to drive, focusing on the way.

Going through my rolladex of wank bank material, I settle on the lycan. I don't really want to think about him either, but my mind is fighting me. It's either him or Thorne and I'd rather the think of the lycan. I'm so wet and not just from the shower, I can barely keep my rhythm. I'm startled when the shower door opens. As if I conjured him with my dirty thoughts. There he is. A very naked lycan, stepping into the shower. 'Oh, oh, oh, shake it up, just like bad medicine. There ain't no doctor that can cure my disease'

I could feel it-the pulse of the earth beneath my feet, the whisper of the wind carrying the scent of pine and impending rain, the raw energy that coursed through my veins. Gamma Thorne, The Shadow Fang, bore down on me with the force of a tempest. His eyes were twin storms, his movements a blur of deadly intent. But as Luna Queen, I held within me secrets untold, powers that slumbered deep beneath my skin, waiting for the call to awaken.

“Wait here.” I watched as the officer went and spoke to someone in a suit. He walked over to me. “Good afternoon...” he paused waiting for my name. “Dominic Thorn.” “Good afternoon, Mr. Thorn. I am Detective Connor Calloway. I believe you know whose car this is?” “It’s my fiancé's car, Leila Clarke. I was on the phone to her when the crash happened.” “Can you tell me what she said?” “Someone was following her, she said they were ramming her and then she crashed. There was a voice that said, ‘she’s mine’. Then the call cut off.”

Vesper sat alone in a niche, a shredded glass in his hand, and observed the few guests with bored precision. When Raven sat at her table, not even a muscle in her face. “Carter,” she said, and her voice was a dark, velvety whistle. ‘I have belongs, there was a thunderstorm in sector seven. And where it flashes, you are usually the one who triggers the strike.’ “The Anderswelt bleeds, Vesper,” said Raven, leaning so close that he could perceive sharp smell of ozone on its skin. “Everyone builds

Prologue: Secrets and Lies Rei's Point of View The rain continued to pour, illuminating the sky with lightning as thunder roared. My car started to sputter and eventually came to a halt, leaving me with no choice but to pull over to the side of the road. When I tried to restart the car, I only heard a single click, indicating that we were now stranded. With another loud thunderclap and lightning flashing across the sky, my children, all under five years old, began to cry out in fear. They were frightened by the loud noises, the darkness, and my struggle to hide my growing panic.

The morning light was different. Softer. Less suffocating than the hospital corridors, less hostile than Dante’s shadowed threats. Ruby felt it seep through the tall windows of the safe house, warming the edges of her skin, coaxing her senses to life. It smelled faintly of rain and fresh earth, a reminder that the world outside still existed vivid, alive, untamed.