Spirited Horses In Storm #1 Novels & Stories

“We need to ride hard to clear this ridge and return to the stables. Can your mare sustain this velocity?” “Easily!” I called back through the rising gale, gripping the reins tighter as adrenaline flooded my veins. We urged our beasts forward into the storm, racing directly against the intensifying weather front. Patch was structurally built for pure speed on the turf, but my chestnut mare matched his massive stride for stride. Pure, unadulterated adrenaline surged through my system as we exchanged wide, exhilarated grins across the gap.

Grass whipped at Loren’s legs as they left the narrow track behind. He kicked the horse hard in the ribs. Loren’s body slammed against him as the stallion broke into full flight, tearing through the grasslands in a straight, relentless charge. Wind roared in her ears. The ground vanished into a blur of colour and motion. Behind them, the sounds of fighting grew distant. Loren twisted in the saddle again, her voice breaking free before she could stop it. “Mariselle!” The name tore into the wind. *** Thunder rolled across the steppe like the voice of an enormous, displeased god. Then the rain began, heavy drops striking Loren’s face. Within minutes it became a relentless assault, running down

All the furniture in what was our living room had been swept away, and the house was bare. In the next second, the scenery outside the window caught his eye. His pupils constricted as he plodded forward step by step. After the storm was clear skies, now a kind, pale blue. The world was bright, with faint traces of a rainbow lingering in the distance. He reached his hand forward, but it met no resistance. He advanced further forward until one foot was hanging over the void. It was then that it dawned on him that there should have been a window there.

I was still searching for the right words when Stormee beat me to it, "Then he would be a cool elf..." she replied, and I couldn't help but laugh openly. Of course, if our firstborn had a shifter spirit, my powers would be fascinating, cool, and powerful. Stormee was so right about it, and it was so funny to see Audon´s face turn purple in anger. "Excuse us..." Stormee said, and without turning around, she sidestepped Audon and Aegnor, leaving them dumbfounded.

Storm doesn't even sound like a good fit for a black horse, but it was better off compared to Midnight. “Did you hit your head or something?” “No, no, just…playing a prank,” I forced out a laugh. “You should have seen your face.” Dianne didn't say anything and just got on Midnight. While I tried mounting Storm, but the moment I sat my ass down she neighed so loud, and threw me off her. Okay. Message received. Storm knows. She knows I'm not the real Kiera. “Animals can tell, you moron,” Zie snorted a laugh.

Hailstorm’s POV I crashed onto the wall, feeling his mouth assaulting my own and whilst his teeth clasped onto my bottom lip, I felt as if my brain had just entered a tornado. Or maybe that was just the heavy doses of alcohol I had consumed throughout the night. I opened my mouth, letting his tongue battle mine in a beautiful glorious fight, letting his explore every nook and cranny of my numbed mouth. His hands wrapped around my ass, squeezing the skin which urged me to wrap my legs around his waist, combing my fingers through his hair. His mouth slowly moved away from mine, making me whimper in protest.

She was a ray of sunshine. “Hey,” I called softly. She sucked inside of her mouth and kept her eyes on the sheep like she didn't hear me. I sighed and stepped closer. “Storm.” I said, pulling on my gloves. That got her attention. She turned around to face me. “What?” She asked softly. “The horse… Her name is Storm and she doesn't like strangers.” I said, looking away from her. She bit her lips, swaying her body sideways in a gentle mesmerizing manner, like urging me to continue.

It's a bit heavy but I manage as her mom helps her out of the bed and toward the door. "I'll talk with the nurse. You two just head down. Take the key" She handed me the key. "Thanks" "It's a SUV" Storm said to me and I nodded. I spotted the only SUV I saw in the plot and it was red so I walked toward it. I placed the bag in the trunk and helped Storm get into the car. I seat next to her and close the door. My lips move against hers immediately. She didn't hold back or hesitate either.

Storm Storm “Could we all take our seats please, we need to get this meeting started,” Alpha Rossi, said, grabbing the attention of everyone present in the conference room, as he entered the room with his Luna at his side. Taking my seat beside Doyle once again, I looked up to where Alpha and Luna Rossi were sitting at the head of the table.

No strong aura or Elder frown and menacing expression seemed to affect her. “That’s my girl!” Stormy barked proudly, moving his tail in fast circular motions like an ellipse. It seemed like his rage was gone and all he cared about now was that his Angel was standing up for us. An exhale of relief left my chest, she didn’t believe their poisonous lies.