Storm Cursed Novels & Stories

Against The Storm By: Joel Racheal ©All rights reserved Meet Cassandra Valdez A hardworking, gorgeous, twenty-eight-year-old redhead. She is a wonderful daughter to her parents and a good sister to her brother, Jake. When she goes on a trip to Andalusia, she doesn't expect to meet Princess Emelia and is quite surprised when she is asked to be a surrogate for Emelia and the prince. Due to unexpected circumstances, she accepts the offer, little does she know the prince is no knight in shining armor.

His eyes were fixed on my neck, on the marks sitting there, and the look on his face was the kind that came from somewhere very deep and very old. “We need to leave,” Stormy said immediately, and the urgency in his voice made every hair on my body stand up, because Stormy did not do urgency. Stormy did sarcasm and dramatics and the occasional bout of genuine emotion carefully disguised as something else. Urgency was not in his repertoire. “Caleb. Now. We need to leave right now.” I didn’t move. “What does that have to do with you?” I asked the vampire. The smile that had been absent from his face came back then, but it was nothing like the warm, teasing version from the forest. This one had

“So we’re already behind.” Ross immediately turned to one of her agents. “Prepare the helicopters.” The agent hesitated. “Ma’am…” “What?” “The storm.” Everyone looked outside. Dark clouds had gathered over the Pacific. Lightning split the horizon. The calm sea had vanished. Towering waves slammed against the cliffs. Ross frowned. “How long?” “The weather service predicts at least twelve hours.” Lucien’s expression hardened. “We don’t have twelve hours.” “No.” Victor agreed. “We don’t.” Aurora stepped toward the window.

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!"

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.”

he grumbled, hauling himself to his feet. "If you reject me without preparations, heck, if any of us reject each other without proper preparations then we are both fucked. We'll lose our minds literally." I snapped immediately. Storm scoffed, brushing dirt off his shirt like I hadn't just warned him about losing his damn mind. "I am already losing my mind, maybe that's better than whatever this shit is," he muttered. I took a step closer. "We aren't full adults yet, you wouldn't last two hours, Storm. You’d claw your own throat out before you even made it back to town."

"I had no reason to punish you for something that's not your fault, plus you had my cousin to marry and you truly could not be with the man anyway." I had no idea whether to feel relieved or annoyed. Probably both. I opened my mouth to say something... “Sorry to interrupt whatever this is.” We both turned to find Storm very close to us. She had blood stains on the front of her shirt, though she was no longer bleeding. Her dark hair was tangled from her earlier collision with the ward. She looked exhausted. “I really don’t want to spoil the moment,” she continued carefully, glancing between both of us. “But River still really needs help.”

If his mother is important to him,we start with her". Colin stated at the waves battering against the shores. Wind had picked up and the spring Thunderstorms was rolling in as promised. Some of the worst storms came late in the season after a cold winter. And this one had been freezing. Warm air clashed with frigid temperatures,causing all kind of destruction where they met. "She'll have protection around her 24/7", Melissa said as her hair whipped around her face,the intensity of the threatening storm growing. "Is she in the family business?" Colin didn't budge. Not even when the first droplets of rain splattered around them. Before Melissa could respond,he launched towards her.

It was unusual for Ethan to be so expressive, even to laugh so loudly. "Well you don't know William, Leona. William Redorge. A very famous action film actor and-" "Yeah I know that. He's a famous actor, and?" "Come on, Ethan! Let's go quickly!" interrupted William. Ethan cleared his throat. After that he rose from his position. "Okay, Miss Russell, looks like I have to go now, before the ferocious wolf attacks me," said Ethan. William glared at his cousin and assistant. Ethan could always call him a 'wolf' in front of Leona. What if the girl gets suspicious?

Craig’s POV The storm’s fury roared louder, tearing through the canopy and battering us with sheets of rain that numbed skin and blurred vision. Every crack of thunder felt like a punch to my chest, each lightning strike illuminating twisted branches and the jagged outline of Zane's territory with stark, fleeting clarity. The ground beneath my boots was a slick, treacherous mess of mud and water, threatening to swallow me whole with every step. I clenched my fists, fighting the instinct to slip or fall, knowing that even the smallest misstep would betray us in this chaos.