Robyn Carr Thunder Point Series Novels & Stories

And my heart skipped a beat at the sight of the gun "You called me a murderer right? Now let me show you how cruel I can be" She said pointing the gun at me and I was terrified "Now do you wanna get this done already?" She said pointing the gun to my head "I know you can't kill me" I said with my voice trembling but I tried as much as possible to hide my fears "Really" She said and shot my leg and my throat was blocked with pain I couldn't shout I felt the bullet enter right into my skin causing my leg to bleed leaving me with so much pain to endure

"This architecture's ancient. I honestly don't know what you're so proud of. I could break that with just a few lines of code." At that, I finally looked up at her, my tone calm but edged with mockery. "So, you're in the same field. Makes sense that you'd notice." Before she could reply, Julian stepped up beside her, pride gleaming in his voice. "This is Wendy Snow! I paid a hefty sum to bring her here from the capital. She runs her own cybersecurity company there, specializing in firewalls. She's miles ahead of you in every way." I pressed the final command and pulled my hands away from the keyboard, feigning polite curiosity. "Impressive. Ms. Snow, was it? May I ask where you studied? One

Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each. A/N Drop a review, readers. Um... I hope your day went well. Over here it's night so goodnight lovely readers. Hopefully, I will finish the next chapter and publish it quick. After the near lunch, the four drove to the sanctuary. Kyle drove them with his car while Mia texted Todd and told him to puck her bike from the college. RAVEN'S ABODE Scorpion blade. Kyle marveled at the bold writing on the top of the big building and spacious land. It was nothing near to a church, more like a fancy refugee camp but wilder. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

Tyler’s POV The silence that followed Madison’s abrupt departure was thick with tension, like a storm brewing on the horizon. My mother’s disapproving gaze bore into me, her unspoken disapproval casting a long shadow over the room. In that charged moment, I couldn’t contain the torrent of emotions that surged within me. I pushed my chair back abruptly, its legs scraping harshly against the floor, the sound a jarring contrast to the hushed atmosphere. My mother’s words, echoing her thinly veiled threat, reverberated in my mind. “You will lose your entire inheritance if you move an inch,” she had warned.

My door bursts open with vengeance and I swear I shit a brick and then some as an anger fuelled Carrero storms into my room and does a full head swipe to see where I am. He looks murderous, extremely hostile and from here I can see every muscle in his body brimming and bulging with the tension he’s holding himself with. I back up against the wall until I feel it right behind my back, barely able to breathe but trying to hold my shit together as he stalks towards me and closes the gap between us. I have nowhere to hide and the death ray penetration of that grey glare plasters me to the wall, so I stop moving or breathing and start praying instead.

After the Thunder Pairing: Naomi × Reina Setting: Rooftop Garden, Bloomfield Shelter Mood: Rain-slicked dominance, queer longing, emotional healing Tone: Tender. Assertive. Electrified. --- The thunder had already passed, but the sky still wept. Naomi stood barefoot on the gravel-slicked rooftop garden, her linen shirt clinging to her body like regret. The rain had softened to a drizzle, but her heart still roared from the inside—flashes of memory and fire threading through her like static.

Wyn had been there, had left a trail only Carolina would spot: a dab of blood on the rail, an arced line of tape in the dark. The reunion was a mess of limbs, a soft punch to the jaw, the clatter of bad jokes and terrible food. Morgan had found a bottle of whiskey, and by nightfall, they’d all claimed a spot around the rusted boiler. Lyra curled up next to Carolina and fell asleep, fingers knotted in her sleeve. Xander’s head dropped to her thigh. Wyn read aloud from some tattered pulp magazine, their voice cracking from fatigue. At some point, Carolina stopped expecting the second wave of violence. She heard the rhythm of breath, slow and twined together, and realized that for the first tim

I wanted them to listen to me too since she lived under my roof; not once had I seen any bad action from her. Rayne was always calm, no matter how bad the circumstances were, she was always calm and her calmness scared the crap out of me. How did she manage to stay calm through all that she had been through? How did she not breakdown? Her life resembled a volcanic storm, yet she was serene. I imagined her to be like a tornado, not a soft breeze, as light as a feather that drifts through the cool autumn air.

Present Day- Seattle, Washington Adalyn The sound of thunder was deafening as I looked around trying to figure out where I was. The lightning was cracking across the sky, and I couldn’t make out much of my surroundings. Any normal human being would be terrified standing alone in a dark unknown forest in the middle of a thunderstorm, but I felt a sense of calm for some reason like I was supposed to be here. I continued to scan around me to find anything familiar but then I caught movement from my right, someone was walking towards me. My first reaction was to run but I realized that I was not afraid. I could see the shape of a man taking form.

Her fingers bumped something metallic, half-buried beneath a collapsed plank of wood. She tugged gently, uncovering a small, rusty tin. Her heartbeat spiked excitedly. Inside, wrapped in what looked like satin, was a flash drive… and a folded note bearing yet another cryptic message: Truth has teeth. Bite before it bites you. —M. She clutched it tightly, her hands shaking as she stood and hurried quietly back through the tunnels to her room. ************************************************** When Sergio found her in the study half an hour later, she didn’t even glance up. The screen in front of her glowed faintly in the dark room.