Storm Bringer Novel Novels & Stories

I hope that you enjoyed this story. This was one of the first full novels that I wrote. If you have you will also enjoy Across the Desk and the triology that it sparked. it is a dark romance story in which a young woman, Deanna, finds her true love and they forge a bond that not even her insane family can break. The second in the story is Weathering the Storm where their story continues. Then breaking the Eye Wall which they finally find the end of their nightmare together. WEathering the storm is already on goodnovel and Breaking the eye wall will be released in November of 2020.

She tanned topless, tits oiled and gleaming, while I sketched the horizon on a napkin—storm clouds far off, ignored. By noon, texts stacked, Lana’s “Hope work’s not hell? Thinking of that alley”… with a winking emoji. I deleted fast, but Cara caught the buzz. “All smooth?” Her tone was light, eyes sharp. “All good.” I kissed her to distract, slipped my hand under her shorts, and circled her clit till she moaned into my mouth, forgot it all. Storm hit like a monster—sky went black, wind screamed, waves smashed the boat like fists. Captain’s voice crackled: “Get below. Big storm coming.” Crew ran; Cara and I went to the bedroom, boat rocking wild. Rain hit the windows, thunder shook deep.

The soil remembers its blood. She lifted a hand and the world around them twisted— Fire. Screams. The mountain cracking like bone under pressure. Wolves tearing into wolves. Humans fleeing the forest. And the sky above—bleeding silver light, torn by shadow. In the center of it all, Ember saw herself. Her child. Asher. Julian. Vivianne. Even Aiden. All caught in a storm they couldn’t stop. **EMBER (shaken)** Tell me how to stop it.

My wife Naomi Holden's phone was always on silent mode. Whenever I needed to reach her, the call never went through. My only option was to ask everyone around us, but when every single person gave a different answer, I already knew the truth. She was with him again, the frail man she had never been able to let go of. On our seventh anniversary, we had plans to meet at our usual spot for dinner. Three hours passed, and she still had not shown up. I stood on the street, burning with fever, dialing one number after another. My father picked up, his voice warm and unhurried. "Naomi just came by for dinner. Don't worry, I've got my eye on her for you." A friend working at her company lau

Thank you so much for reading The Snow Storm! If you would like to find out more about what happens to Owen and the rest of the Williamson family then check out the sequel, Murder Motel. Here is a sneak peak of the book.. Chapter One September 17, 2007 “Am I speaking to a mister Owen Matthews?” “Um, yeah, that would be me.. Can I help you?” He does not recognize the female voice on the other end of the line but he has to admit, it is a beautiful voice. He would know how to spot a lovely voice, considering her heard random voices all day long.

“Pull yourself together, Anna.” The baby kicked faintly then, as if in quiet protest. I smiled faintly, my hand instinctively going to my stomach. “You agree, don’t you?” I whispered softly. “We don’t need this mess.” A breeze drifted in through the small gap in the window, carrying the scent of rain. Somewhere in the distance, thunder rolled lazily. The storm was coming, slow but certain. Maybe that was what this was all leading to—a storm I couldn’t avoid.

She staggered out of the hall. Outside, heavy rain poured. She walked into it without noticing it. The cold raindrops hit her face and ran down like tears. But she could not shed a single one. She did not know where she was going. She wandered through the streets without direction. A car stopped beside her. The window rolled down. Marcus’ cold, sharp face appeared. “Get in.” Yara did not answer. She dragged her heavy body through the rain. Marcus frowned and said more firmly, “Get in.”

The remaining five all stood up to their feet and retrieved their swords from the ground and aimed at Storm. "Oh, so you guys are going to play hard to get? At least before you die, tell me who sent you? You saw what I did to your friend, right? I blood bended him and I will do worse to the remaining of you if you don't tell me who sent you," Storm said, trying to talk to them into letting them tell him who placed the order. When he waited for a few minutes and none of them spoke a word rather they were surrounding him, he smirked, his red eyes started glowing. He made fire come out from his two palms and with a speed they didn't even know he possessed, he circled them, ringing them with fir

All I've done in my free time is try to analyze the second prophecy, trying to find a way that it makes sense without Lily dying. When the Shield Befriends its Predator The first part clearly identifies GoldMoon befriending or at least accepting Hera. It will foretell a change, For winds and storms Will come to the land And strife will begin again I have to believe that the change is the war. And my element is air, meaning, I’ve always been one who could cause a storm, That is how I got my name, Stormbringer. So, the winds and storms seem to be referencing me. However, Lorelai is also now able to manipulate the air element, specifically lightening. This too, seems to relate to our current ci

Kael said nothing. He didn’t have to. The bond.....the magnetic pull pulsing through my veins was answer enough. I stumbled back, nearly losing my balance at the cliff's edge. "I can’t do this," I muttered, shaking my head, pacing again like a caged animal. "I am a Storm, Bennett.... Bennett is a Cross, I hate him, we all do." "And he is...... male." Kael reminded, The icing on the cake that made all of this utter rubbish.