Storm Spell Novels & Stories

“What in the world is going on? Hanging his head down. He could see the fear in her eyes as the big and bold lightning bolt across the sky caused her to become jumpy. She yelped, taking hold of his arm. “Why do I keep getting caught in some kind of storm! I hate thunder and lightning!” Victor raises his head, focusing on Dynasty's fearful eyes as he listens to the meteorologist's words. He expects heavy rains tonight and all day tomorrow, with possible tornadoes and flooding.

Screams, monster roars, and mechanical whirring bled together into a distant, overlapping murmur—a warped greatest hits of everything that had tried to kill us. They spun and overlapped, making my head swim. “What the hell is a ‘core storm’?” Jax demanded. “Last‑ditch tantrum,” Selene said, eyes darting, already mapping threats. “It throws everything at you at once. If you break, it logs your failure as proof it was right. If you somehow survive long enough for it to reboot around you…” “What?” I asked. “Then you’re the problem it has to solve next,” she said.

I can’t protect her. As I run the clouds begin to form and storms come in, I can hear Elle screaming my name and wind whooshing all around me. I know this storm is for me. A witches storm meant to hurt and it does every step I take away from her kills me and my wolf.

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.

" “So you think? “No, I secured it well. “It's okay. Dalton and I were making lunch while everything was chaos outside. There was a huge glass window in the kitchen that looked outside, you could see the rain pouring down, the lightning, the trees swaying. Despite everything, he looked good. “ The storm, according to the authorities, will last all afternoon and all night. I repeat, the storm will last until tomorrow. Please stay in your homes, prepare your candles because the energy is likely to go out. I looked at Dalton in horror. Cool. I would stay another night alone with Dalton.

Benedict was teasing Ebony with names over dinner when the call came through. The first real call. They’d been watching a storm for the last three days. It’s winds were pushing thirty-five miles an hour and lightning was flashing randomly throughout the mountains. The problems they were having was the area the storm was in had been a dry zone for the last eight months. They were waiting for the lightning to start multiple fires, flash floods, landslides, and car accidents. Humans would need help it’s how these things worked. Extreme weather was becoming worse not better. Humans could handle a lot but it was adding up.

The pack huddled together in their stronghold, terrified by the fury of the storm. As the storm raged, Fionn heard a howl in the wind. It was a howl like no other, a howl that spoke of power and darkness. The howl chilled Fionn to the bone, and he knew that this was no ordinary storm. This was a storm summoned by dark magic, and it threatened to destroy everything the pack had built. Fionn rallied the pack, and they fought back against the storm. They used their combined strength to hold back the raging wind and rain.

"Getting damn old. I don't know if you all heard or not, but they've issued a severe thunderstorm warning." "Figured." I kick at the ground with the toe of my boot, rolling around a rock. "It's too hot not to come a fucking flood and have a hell of a storm." The group of us are quiet as we watch mother nature rage. The wind howls, sheets of rain go sideways against the ground. It's a spectacular display of nature's fury, much like the one I still have raging inside of me. One that's fucking tripled when I get a text message from an unknown number on my phone.

Curling up in a near by meadow we rolled around and then found a comfortable position. It was days like this we wished to go undisturbed. But we knew it would come to an end shortly. Mom and dad never let us stay out too long, especially not in wolf form. Hi I am Storm and my wolfs name is Rain. Why the name Storm? When I was born I came out with a full head of hair that was so light it was practically white I had one grey eye and one black colored eye. I was marked by the moon Goddess herself with a crescent moon on the left side of my chest that now was right above my well endowed breast. My parents worst fears were confirmed when I turned 16 and we shifted. Rain my wolf came forth and wit

Drusilla asked. A loud, murky laugh resounded, and the wind blew so hard in the air that it made the windows of the teachers dormitory shake. Some teachers quickly ran out to close the door for fear of breaking the glass. When they saw Drusilla, they cried out: "Miss Grace, come inside quickly, there might be a storm coming. The weather forecast is that there will be storms in the next few days, and the school has also announced that students will take a few days off to avoid the storm. “I know, it's quite open out here, so I stand to cool off. The weather in hurricane season is the best.” Drusilla laughed.