Storm Bringer Novel Novels & Stories

There was no way of getting to her. ‘POP! POP! BOOM!’ The explosion shattered the windows of all the other cars in the vicinity and also knocked us backwards onto the ground. “Ana!” I started screaming frantically, Toni was now holding me back, stopping me going towards the flaming car. “She’s gone,” Toni said through tears. I just didn’t want to believe him. Surely it wasn’t her driving. Maybe she had a decoy. I tried to keep hold of whatever hope I had left. I didn’t want to have to bury her before our wedding. I couldn’t control the tears that were falling. I remained on my knees as the fire brigade put out the fire.

However, the thought of the outstanding man she could only view from a distance, marrying a cripple a hundred times uglier than her made her grit her teeth in dissatisfaction and discontent. Yi Wusheng was aware of his sister's nature and only shook his head. Huuuu! Right at this moment, a dull hum resounded in the air and the world turned dim. Behind the electric steel gates and in the center of the open field inside the Long property, an enormous behemoth appeared out of thin air and slowly descended from the sky. "Look! They're here!" An excited man shouted at the top of his lungs. "They're here!" "Long Tian, I love you!"

LANDON Unbelievable. I can't seem to wrap my head around the fact that Storm, my storm, is meant to destroy us and that's her true reason for her showing up. “she hasn’t done any of that,” I want to shout but I don’t. I don’t want to rail myself and get all emotional, causing a great deal of havoc in this woman’s house. “it doesn’t mean she won't. It's in her blood. I think you all should be careful with her. I have seen it over and over,” she says.

I asked, dabbing the little drop of blood that came from the bite. “Well, you love it rough, don’t you? Surely you can withstand a little bite.” She cooed and claimed my lips again, swiping her tongue over the nip before deepening the kiss. I felt so blessed, being mated with a beautifully unique woman who could match my energy at any time. A very lucky man I am. Bang. Bang. Bang. A sharp knock against the window shattered the moment. Storme jerked away from me, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to collect herself. Her hands immediately smoothed down her dress, her lips pressing together as she shot me a murderous glare.

he murmurs, his lips grazing my skin, his presence swallowing me whole. But I’m not cold. I’m burning. From the inside out. A fever in the shape of his name. Outside, the wind howls like it knows. Inside, I don't move. Because even if I ran, he’d still be everywhere. And some storms? They don't pass. They stay. They settle. And call themselves home. Massimo Bianchi is the storm that built his house in my bones. And God help me…I don’t know what to do anymore.

She pulls me into a hug that smells like cedar smoke and sweet tea and every grandmother I never got to meet. Lena (against my hair): “Welcome home, storm girl. The blackbird kept its promise.” Behind us, somewhere in the dark, a real blackbird calls once (clear, proud, ancient). The valley answers with a breath of warm steam. And I know, bone-deep, that I was sung into this place long before I ever took my first breath. Some storms don’t just arrive. They’re answers to prayers spoken in languages no one remembers. Until the right girl finally shows up wearing pink Vans and a heart big enough to hold the world.

I can feel the rumble of thunder flickering in the distance, responding to Storms emotions. I search and search and all I can find is darkness. Storm doesn't leave my side. I can feel myself burning in anger. However, my fire will not be able to cleanse this like Calliope's can. It just burns until it consumes me. If I'm not careful I can burn myself out.

Not long after the boat vanished over the horizon, dark clouds rolled in, and massive waves surged like a raging beast, swallowing the shore. I was swept into the dark current, seawater flooding my lungs. As my consciousness faded, I felt a strange sense of relief. Meanwhile, at the grand cathedral in Laningarde, wedding bells rang out. Barrett, dressed in a white suit, was about to slip the diamond ring onto Astrid's finger when a disheveled guard burst in, his panicked scream cutting through the music. "Boss, bad news! A tsunami just hit the island. Miss Brooks didn't make it!"

"As I was saying yesterday, my la- I mean, Germaine, we need your help in getting this talisman. It is the only weapon against the blood-drinking humans. They are already amongst your people and will stop at nothing to bring you all down as they are already doing with ours." Germaine said nothing. She was wondering how best to tell Storm to go to hell with his talks of doom. Instead, her mind wandered to Oliver, a guy she had just begun dating. Oliver was tall and broad shouldered. He had light blue eyes which turned dark with passion whenever he set eyes on her. Still thinking of him, she noticed how Storm's eyes began to flash with orange flames. He jerked upright and in a voice that sound

Every hundred or so years a new conduit for Taranus would be born and have abilities to call and control storms. Dylan reads further and to something that sends a cold chill down your spine. “There is a darkness within the storm, a raging sea of emotion that stem from the greatest fear of each of the storm god’s offspring and down the line…” “Dylan! You don’t need to read ruther!” You shout suddenly as fear and shock come forward, they don’t need to know...it would make them reject you, perhaps. “Mal, we should read it all and then get to the story, this is just the boring preface,” Dylan replies before continuing. “This fear often makes itself a reality when the storm bringer tries to avo