She Whispered Back I Am The Storm Novels & Stories

A thrill runs through me, sharp as a blade and sweet as wine. “When you wake,” I whisper, voice low, reverent, “you’ll only remember me. You’ll open your eyes, and the storm will belong to us both.” The glow fades slowly, leaving her still and quiet once more. But the air remains charged and restless. It's not over yet.

she said, voice low, fierce. And outside, the storm answered.

Rain hammered the glass like fists. Her voice was soft when she spoke. Not dramatic. Not whispering. Just truth. “If it’s a trap,” she said, steady, “then let it come.” She did not blink. She did not flinch. The storm raged. She remained still.

She hugged her arms around herself, staring into the storm. “Something’s coming,” she whispered. Her voice was barely a breath, stolen by the thunder. “And it’s coming for me.”

Storm POV "Oh!" her mouth was half-open, she didn't know where else to cling because of what I was doing to her. She is almost closing her eyes while biting her lips so I can't help but grin. "Shit, S-storm!" she cursed when I started to massage it and later I kissed her lips again. "You're always good, Bea," I whispered to her. I sucked her erect nipples so she let out a series of moans. "Oh my god, Storm!" she screamed when I bit her nipple.

In the distance she heard the threatening storm approaching, it echoed her own inner turbulence. “I wish to embrace the storm. I wish to wipe the tears from my face. I wish…” echoes her voice.

She let out a sigh and began to speak. “My name is Storm. I was from a village deep in the woods, before I was taken by the poachers. I was sold to the man you saw yesterday to find his match. But I couldn’t find a match for him, I am assuming his match is dead. He drugged me to enhance my powers. The enhancement of my powers brought me to you. I could feel you the moment I step foot in that barn. You are a true gifted. I am only young my powers are weak without the enhancement. But you are in great danger here, our kind doesn’t belong here. We need to leave” Her voice while soft and laced with worry, was filled with wisdom.

“Let’s not exchange first names, let’s go with nicknames? I can be muse and you can be storm.” I blink my eyes at the absurdity of this woman’s words. “Storm? What makes you think I fit a storm?” She laughs, leaning closer. “Shut up, Storm and kiss me.” She captures her mouth with mine and I wrap my hand around her waist, opening up for her. Her fingers slide into my hair, and I thought ‘Finally, something real in all this goddamn chaos.’ She numbs on my lower lips making me suppress a moan. “Do you want to get out of here?”

She sound so eager to know his answer she's just using facade to hide her true feelings. "Even you are a monster. I'm still here to love you and care for you." He caressed her hair again in the most loving way. The wind blew and the leaves sways as if the sound of the wind is their music. He smiled while starring at the blue sky. "Look," she said. She lift her hand in the wind and chanted. Thunderstorm can be heard everywhere, but not in their current location. The wind blew in a loud noise along with the rain. She put her hand down and everything disappear, the thunder, rain and wind. What the hell is this?

He has the hottest groan in the world and I hope to the moon that I never hear it again. I honestly can’t wait for you guys to come back because I can’t face Miss. Weathers alone. All the love and please don’t judge to hardly (Killer). Hailstorm _______________________________________________________________ RESPONSE TO FROM: Lacy.Lace.Graham@Tomlinson.com