Stealing Thunder Book Novels & Stories

At times, while Facetiming, Leanna would suddenly say, "You've gotten thinner again, Gwyn." "That can't be. I'm eating my weight in food." "But you've really lost weight. Even Gram said…" She then trailed off and didn't complete her sentence. Gwyneth didn't ask her to finish it either. She knew what Leanna was trying to tell her, but she just wasn't interested in what Graham had to say. December arrived in the blink of an eye, and Lanton had its first snowfall of the season. Gwyneth snapped a photo of the snow and posted it on her Instagram, captioning it, "First snow."

He laughed at that, and the vibration in his chest sent a shiver down my spine. Still holding me, he turned the black stallion around and slowly headed home. The sunset stretched our shadows long across the golden field until they overlapped and merged into one. I looked at the shadows, and a ridiculous thought suddenly popped into my head. "Actually… Maybe this isn't that bad." The thought terrified me, so I immediately nipped it in the bud. "Wake up, Summer Reed! This is showing symptoms of trauma bonding! He's a madman and a kidnapper!" I screamed to myself.

“Relax, Liam, we will figure this out. I guess we need to persuade Adrian Grey more, and then we can destroy the evidence” “I do not think it is going to work, Amber, although we have a Truce, he kept denying the existence of it”. Amber was deep in thought, she paced endlessly, trying to rethink her mind, but the most extreme solution seemed to be the only option left. “He must be keeping it in his most cherished safe, don't you think Liam?” “What are you trying to insinuate?” Liam responded, raising a side glance at her batting lashes. “Let us steal it”, Amber suggested, smirking.

Justin Thunder cracked like the sky was splitting open. Lightning flashed, and a roar rolled across the land, echoing the fear in my head. I tore through the dark, running, stumbling, gasping. I didn’t know where I was going, but something chased me. Something I couldn’t see, only feel. It breathed down my back. The scent of choking sulfur hit me first. I gagged. “Leave me alone!” I shouted, my voice swallowed by the void. From the shadows, the thing moved closer. Slick. Black. Rotting.

Right in front of me stood a metal safe, the metal looking rather thick which told us whatever was being kept in this thing, the person was intending to keep in there. “That’s pure silver, why would a werewolf have a safe made out of pure silver?” Thomas asks taking a closer look but ensuring to not get too close to it in case. “It seems whatever Spencer was hiding in there, no one but you would be able to open it again.” He informs me with a look, my eyes not leaving the locked safe in front of me.

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A VIVID SCENE OF VIOLENCE THAT MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! There was no doubt about it. The God of lightning and thunder was furious as he cast down on the earth glorious streaks of lightning brightening the night's sky; it was like a brilliant camera flash as it struck repeatedly. The thunder rolled across the midnight sky; it was as if it demanded to crack the world in two. Thor was angry with the earth because of people like Harrison.

"Thunder wanted to run. He’s giving me headaches the whole day." "Let him run then. We can talk tomorrow." "Are you sure?" "Thunder is my son too. And he’s just like my wolf. He’s not going to stop giving you headaches until you give him what he wants. Let him run for now, but you need to learn how to control him." I wanted to tell him that I could control Thunder from the moment I shifted, but not when it came to Alexa. But of course, I didn’t. So I just let him believe I was an Alpha who couldn’t control his wolf.

Damn it, this wasn't an action movie. I growled at something very rude, fasted my M19 harder, and sprinted down the sidewalk on this side of the street. I never let our prey out of my sight for a moment. It was almost like a slalom. Again and again I had to avoid people and then I almost ran into a shelter. There was room for a handful of people in these small buildings. If you had to get to safety from a prole, you could run in there, seal the room and call the venators from inside via an emergency column.

I hugged my knees tighter to my chest as the thunder rocked the sky, causing me to flinch in my place. It was hard to control how I felt. The lightning brightened my dark room, sending fear down my bones. A sob escaped my mouth as my whole body shook in pure fright. I didn’t know that I was that scared of storms. I wasn’t just scared. I was petrified. My heart was about to stop at any given second. It was my first time to experience a storm like that since I woke up and found myself in Silver Moon Pack.