Storm's Fury Novels & Stories

The pain, metallic scent of blood, and fury rage crashed into him like an angry beast, and Tang Fang sprung to his feet and smashed the glass table. Crash! "Ahh! Tang Fang, you're crazy!" Yei Yi leaped to her feet and moved back, narrowly avoiding a flying shred. "Are you trying to disfigure me? If you want to break things, do it when no one is around." She complained annoyedly and dabbed at the wet spots on her dress. "Li Qing Yue is mine! She is mine and can only be mine!" Crash! Crash! "She is mine!" Tang Fang stomped and crushed every shred of glass in the room, panting and gasping as he hopped and stomped for a half hour.

She narrows her eyes at me and I know whatever is coming won't be good. “It’s her again, isn't it? Even as kids it was always her. Answer me?” She screams at me, as she marches towards me. My wolf is growling at her disrespect, even if she is our Mate we don't care. She stands inches from me, rage is all over her, I catch her wrist as she goes to slap me.

Who is going to know? KILLER: That’s awesome. Chris is going there next week as well. Going to help out the newbies. Maybe I can go with and see you there. I’m not usually for breaking rules but that rule is ridiculous. No chance Hailstorm wants to join….? HAILSTORM: Mm… lemme think – seeing a bunch of wolves in the icy cold while you two cuddle up with your mates, sorry girls. That’s a no from me KILLER: The boys will be so busy there will be no time to cuddle Hailstorm, so it will just be us

Through it all, I am the still point in this chaotic storm, holding space for everyone, but yielding to none. My heart surges with both dread and hope, each thump a clash between fear and courage. I lock eyes with Rune and Malachi, their expressions mixed with concern and belief. They’re my rock, the grounding I need in this whirlpool of elements. With a primal roar that embodies the united force of my spirit and Pyrra’s, I unleash torrents of fire into the swirling tempest above. A sea of red and purple flames crashes into Zephyrus’s vortex, the clash creating an explosive spectacle of swirling embers and gusts of super-heated air.

She was turning that chaos into something she could control. Pelin gripped her hellblade so hard that her knuckles turned white. I saw her close her eyes for a monent, then crying out loud “Cyclone Fury!” She spun, her body becoming the axis of a localized hurricane. The wind whipped up, clashing against the ram’s heat. As her Cyclone Fury spell ignited. A powerful vortex of wind surrounded her, lifting her off the ground as she used the force to push against Aries’ relentless charge. The gusts of wind spun around her, tearing at the edges of the dust cloud, slowing the ram down.

Even Odette’s usually calm demeanour cracks as her bright eyes flash with fury and the vein on her forehead throbs with intense pressure. Tobin unleashes another ferocious torrent of attacks, his soaked hair plastered to his face from the relentless rain. Ataz joins in, the three of them surrounding me like a pack of savage wolves. My muscles scream with the strain as I fight against their combined strength. But I refuse to back down, gritting my teeth in determination. In this moment, I can feel power surging through me, pulsating in my veins like a raging river. The raging storm mirrors our battle, its dark tendrils lashing out like a hungry beast, eager to devour us all.

AUGUST I tried to breathe the pain away. Ambrose’s kick wasn’t that powerful purely because I’ve received more kick from him and this was by far, the softest of them all. Despite of that, the kick still hit the bulls’ eye of my hollow stomach and I’m not even wearing anything to begin with. I had to flinch for a short moment but I tried not to show any signs of weakness. I centered my focal point at Ambrose and I instantly saw the upcoming storm named typhoon Ambrose. His glare was filled with so much intensity and that was more than enough for me to know that he’s about to go on a rampage.

He was accompanied by Charlotte. Cynthia strode over to him and slapped him hard across the face. "You monster! Why did you lie to me? You weren't even with Hattie at all! Do you know she was swept away by the hurricane?" Fresh from a rendezvous, Calvin was evidently irritated. Now that his mother was siding with me and even delivered a slap, he must resent me even more. "Mom, I just didn't want you to worry. We reinforced our windows ages ago. There's no way she could have been swept away by the hurricane. How could Heather be so difficult? I can't believe she even got you lying to me. She's truly lost it."

The air crackled, heavy with unsaid accusations and the dangerous, unresolved chemistry that had just combusted between us. The fury arrived not in words, but in a physical transformation. A tremor ran through him, starting deep in his core and radiating outwards. His jaw clenched so tight the muscle jumped like a trapped creature. His nostrils flared, drawing in sharp, ragged breaths. The storm in his eyes darkened, swirling with a terrifying intensity, not just anger, but a wounded, possessive fury mixed with a dawning, incredulous awareness of his own vulnerability. He took a half-step forward, a low, guttural sound escaping his throat, not a word, but pure, animal frustration.

Water convulsed and lifted, funneling skyward, a twisting serpent of spray. “Oh, for the love of raw meat!”Trinity snapped. You made a tornado. “Stop it before it eats the castle, Firestorm!” Damn it! What the hell was this? Was the Moon Goddess bored and using me for entertainment? I dug my claws into the wet ground, heart slamming. The waterspout spun faster, lurching toward the shore. Towards the castle. “Fuck a duck and ten chickens!” How much more was I supposed to take? “Focus!” Trinity barked. “You started it and you can stop it. Find your calm. Pull it back.”