Storm Avenger Novels & Stories

Curious looks are thrown at me but I don't care. Nothing of human nature applies to Battista Cattaneo, AKA Ash Thunder. If Grant is a human, then Ash is a god, a hurricane, his nature unpredictable, the totality of his being as beautiful as it is understated, perilous, and unrelenting. A brave man who never fears the fire, never fears death. I craved the wills of the tempest when I sought him out but I didn't know the extent of the storm I was getting myself into as at the time.

Don't endanger my life any further. Ace caressed Av's face, "I am not that great, Ava and as I said before, I am too selfish to allow you to leave my side. I will come up with something before that time. I am Black Scorpion and if I set my mind to do something, I always succeed. This time won't be different. Do not forget that I did not tell you all this so you could become worried and try to leave me, I told you so you can be extremely safety conscious."

Her legs began to turn heavy, the skin shimmering with a blue, translucent sheen. "It will be over soon," the Avatar said, stepping closer. Her finger reached out to touch Audrey’s forehead. "Just a moment of cold, and then... the Forever." HISSSSSS. A jet of superheated, oily steam blasted into the room, obscuring the Avatar in a cloud of grey. "Not today, you overgrown weed!" Commander Vane burst through the door, her brass arm glowing cherry-red from the internal pressure of her boiler. She wasn't alone. Six of her engineers followed, wearing heavy iron respirators and carrying pneumatic saws that roared with the sound of a thousand angry hornets.

The warriors scrambled to obey, dragging the younger wolves away but Ava’s roar shook the air before they could clear the field. It wasn’t human or wolf. It was something else entirely. Wind burst outward in a violent surge, knocking several recruits flat. One boy rolled across the dirt until he slammed into a dummy, coughing blood. Warriors shielded their faces as sparks snapped through the air. “Ava!” I forced my way through the storm, my claws digging into the earth to anchor myself. “Look at me! It’s Lucas!” She didn’t look. Then lightning burst from her fingers, slamming into a dummy and exploding it into splinters. Another strike ripped into the ground, splitting the dirt apart.

Hastily reaching for his injured shoulder, Ravager shook with rage upon seeing blood on his hands. The criminal shot his eyes towards the direction of the arrow that injured his shoulder. Ravager glowered with anger upon seeing Luna, standing coldly and up high, holding her bow. "You little bitch! I'm going to kill you!" Body simmering with anger, Ravager activated the jeweled ruby bracelet he wore on his left wrist, which summoned forth a bolt of lightning that Luna barely escaped from, jumping down just in the nick of time. Dust and debris were flying everywhere.

I sprinted for the Interceptor, vaulting onto the pillion seat behind him. "Jax! Sienna! Reaper!" Dax barked into the comms. "I need its arms busy! Break its kneecaps, blind it, I don't care! Just give me a clear run at that ramp!" "You got it, Prez!" Reaper yelled from the second story. Reaper didn't aim for the armor. He aimed for the crimson visor. He fired three rapid shots, shattering the optical sensors on the left side of the Avatar's face.

But now, being Adam makes things different. I knew she had seen me before so all I needed to do was wear a wig, change the deep tone of my voice, put on an eye lens, a fake goatee, change fashion sense and talk like an average Joe. Would she like that? I don't know. Did I have a better idea? No. I pulled into the estate, riding fast at 120 mph in order to avoid being hit by the storm. The rain began heavily and my sight was weakened. Out of nowhere, a young girl ran out to the middle of the narrow road of the estate, looking down, trembling in fright.

"Your reports have been reviewed and we are pleased with your progress. As soon as the storm clears, we will send in reinforcements to assist with relocating those women and children who would like to leave the pack." "And what about the former Alpha and his men?" The laptop screen flickered as the vampire on the other side shifted in her seat. A sharp black eyebrow lifted upwards over unearthly green eyes that resembled a serpent with blood red lip set themselves into a hard line.

He wears the same clothes as I and when he takes off, I realize he is no danger. This monster is a man, but he does not look like any man I have seen. “Hi, my name is Ray. Sorry about earlier…” I ignore him and push as far as I can away from the windows, but he’s too friendly. Even his shirt is friendly, big and yellow, with a nice smile drawn on it, in some strange language I can’t read. While he clumsily moves around the small cave, I push down the curtains, make it as dark as possible, and The Ray turns to look at me, watching my every move, and suddenly he doesn’t look happy.