Storm King Book Novels & Stories

They moved as one, slow and sure, powerful and tender in a way that shattered Kael's resistance utterly. Storm was first. His cock pressed hard against Kael's leaking rim, thick and pulsing with thunderous life. The moment he pushed inside, the chamber echoed with the deep rolling groan of flesh meeting flesh. Kael gasped, chest arching, muscles tightening as Storm's cock filled his hole completely, dragging deep inside. Fire followed, fierce and claiming. His lips crashed onto Kael's, stealing breath and moans in equal measure. His hands roamed over Kael's glowing chest and taut skin, pulling the trembling priest closer, pressing their heat together.

Storm howls in my head and I see her tears falling from her own eyes, “he hates us.” I sit there crying, feeling defeated, broken and foolish, then warmth surrounds me, his arms tighten around my body and his scent fills my nose. My arms move and I clutch the front of his shirt in my hands, my head tilts up and his beautiful sky blue eyes look down at me. I try to speak but my throat is dry, my hands move from his shirt up the back of his neck and into his hair and I fist it, pulling his face closer to mine, a sexy smirk plays on his lips and he eyes twinkle and he brushes his lips to mine and sparks fly through my body. His lips move on mine, and he nips my bottom lip and my mouth opens,

Alpha Lorcan asked as I got to remember I need to breathe as I’ve been holding up my breath in the presence of these hot men. “Yes, yes, I’m alright,” I said, inhaling the air that almost made me choke over it as I let my gaze wander on the pretty-faced men, who were piercing my body and soul at the same time without putting much effort to do so. Just as Alpha Lorcan noticed me, staring at all of them, he cleared his throat, to get my attention. “Elysian, let me introduce you to the men who are the major part of this Vaughan pack, the men who have contributed to making this Vaughan pack, powerful than any other. First, this guy is Adrian Storm, you have met him earlier, he is a high breed se

The image of the two men begging for their lives before he had silenced them were still very fresh in my memory and the very fact that he even had a gun on him all the while made me shudder. Who was Lucas Storm? Why did he keep a gun with him? Who were the men that had attempted to kill him? Why did they make such a daring attempt at a public place? Tons of questions flooded through my mind and I knew that no matter what, I wouldn’t be able to answer as much as a single one of them. I did a quick sign of the cross and thanked mother Mary for giving me the courage to run away from him. He was too dangerous for me.

Whether or not he got to deal the final blow I hadn't decided yet, but at least he would be present. Before I could ask Alpha Adam asked how Stormie was handling the news and his reply made me feel worse. "She's not doing well. She's been through so much in such a short amount of time it brought her wolf out involuntarily. She's boxing it up though always so much stronger. She'll be good to go tomorrow and her wolf will be able to work off some of the extra emotions in battle," he said, his voice hard. I knew that part of that was directed at me. This is what I wanted either. I wanted Stormie for my mate. But the goddess chose otherwise apparently, though how their could be anyone mo

Storm's embrace comforted me, but my instincts screamed, warning. Storm knew he was out there too, somewhere, he also knew that he would not dare come here. But he had no problem manipulating others to do his dirty work, "He's out there," I whispered, my lips brushing against Storm's ear. His hands cupped my ass. pulling me tighter to his growing cock. "We know," he replied, his voice low and reassuring. "We won't let him near you or Flame," he responded still dancing tight with me, making me want him even more.

I was frozen in place for what felt like forever. I did not shed even a single tear. It turned out that when a person felt the most devastated they had ever felt, they would not even be able to cry. The sun dipped below the horizon. A blood-red glow swallowed everything. The television said it would get hotter in the next few days. It was dry, so we had to be careful about fires.

Terrifying in its power. “I won’t let them come for you,” he said simply, like it was a vow etched into the stars. “I’m not scared,” I whispered, pulling him close. But I was. Not Elaine. Not of the council. Of how much I felt. Because this man—this storm—was becoming my entire world. And I knew now, without a doubt. Chapter 60 Kael – Nightfall The wind howled through the trees outside like it knew something was coming. Like it was warning us.

I said darkly into the phone, “I’ve got my own score to settle with the Cross family. Kyle’s pain deserves to be paid back tenfold.” Just saying his name alone made my chest tighten. Kyle at seventeen flashed through my mind, that wild laugh, that light in his eyes no one could dim. Then Sebastian Storm’s voice, bitter and sharp, calling his own brother a “freak,” a “disgrace,” because Kyle had the courage to love me. And when Kyle went missing, I’d begged for help, begged my own brother Dominic Storm, to use his power to find him. He’d turned his back without hesitation. Not because he couldn’t help… but because he didn’t care. Not about Kyle. Not about me. Not about anyone who didn’t fit h

She said nothing, wordlessly crossing until she stood next to me, her shoulder bumping against mine in a comforting solidity that needed no conversation. Slowly, I twisted in her direction and tangled my hand in hers. I pulled my gaze up from her hand to stare back out across Ember Hills, something solid clicking into place behind my ribs. The storm in my chest hadn’t quieted. It hadn’t dissipated into something weak or small. If anything, it burned harder than ever. But it was no longer chaotic. It had purpose. And I was tired of being pushed around by whatever wanted to whirlwind through me next. I was going to decide where the storm blew from here.