Stormbringer Cookie X Wind Deity Cookie Novels & Stories

he looked serious as he spoke aloud "is there any way of getting word to someone? There is but one way to stop him and he must know." "I can take a message to whomever you wish" There was a swift breeze and a man seemed to appear out of the air. It was Shu the first creation of Atum; lord of the air and creator of the wind. There was nothing he could do against someone like Am-Heh but he could get messages around faster than any other deity. His feathered head dress shimmered, crafted finely from offerings from the grandest of birds and giving additional power to ride the winds and travel with a swiftness far greater than any other.

That was more than enough for me. I can still endure it all, so I will keep going no matter what. _ _ _ Must have been the wind Copyright © nostxlgicxx

The Eclipse Coven’s banners flew high at the Northern Keep, black and crimson twisting in the wind like a mockery of the old kingdoms. But their power was not rooted in steel. It was fear. And I was done being afraid. With one motion, I threw my cloak to the wind and unfurled my wings-pure white streaked with silver lightning, pulsing with ancient power. Aurelian stared, mouth agape. “She’s a goddess,” he whispered. “No,” Damon said behind me. “She’s the storm.” And I was. The sky cracked open with thunder as we descended. Magic surged from my palms, golden and violent. Damon moved beside me, his blade cutting down the first guards before they could scream. Caleb’s Lycans followed, their sna

I didn't understand where she thought she was going because she would fall off from the other side if she took two more steps back. The wind came back in one big whirl from the bottom of the crevice, a mixture of earth, leaves, air, and every other little thing, the sky darkening drastically over the stormy winds Omega was controlling. I think I even spotted the snacks Anna had so very carefully packed away for us twirl in the heart of the whirlwind. Agh well, there goes our lunch. I honestly had no idea we could create mini hurricanes. ‘MINI? WHAT AM I? A BABY?’ OMEGA BELLOWED BACK

What danger,’ Alexa questioned, but the Goddess did not answer; instead, a great wind picked up all around her, sending her red hair flying out of control. The Goddess spoke again, but this time Alexa could not hear her, the wind creating a vacuum-like force which began pulling her away. The werewolf fought against the pull, reaching out for the Goddess but found that whatever the invisible force was that was pulling her was far stronger than she was. ‘Wait! What danger?’ The wind was almost defeating, and her body was being dragged backward. ‘Please!’ She screamed as she was thrown backward, half expecting her back to hit the earth behind her; instead, her body launched forward as she shot

"The explosion just now was her abdomen bursting open. And you added so many wishes on the paper. At this rate, it won’t stop until there are hundreds of ghost infants. "The resentment of these ghost infants is overwhelming. And because you’ve already committed murder, many of them have crawled into the bodies of other women who ate my fortune cookies. When the time comes, every single one of them will give birth to ghost infants." The moment I finished speaking, everyone sucked in a sharp breath. "That… that makes sense. No wonder people say Rainie’s fortune cookies are even more powerful than any fertility goddess. Even men can get pregnant, and even someone lying in a coffin could conceiv

The moment I opened the chat, another message popped up. [Go downstairs to the hardware store and buy me a wrench. Gem doesn't have one.] I stared at the two messages for several seconds. So… He had not noticed I wasn't behind him at all. He had only noticed I was gone because he wanted something from me. I scrolled up through our chat history. Every message had something to do with Gem. [Give Gem the skincare products your coworker brought you from overseas. I'll buy you another set.] [Gem said she wanted coastal cuisine for dinner. We'll go together after work later. I already made a reservation.]

“A rite to keep the Soulclaw from burning its bearer. Five gifts: salt, ash, wind, bone, and a freed name.” “Salt for truth,” I repeated, feeling the words click into place. “Ash for wrong, acknowledge what we’ve done and what’s been done to us. Wind for change, accept it, invite it. Bone for bond, something of us that says we stay. And a name…” I looked up, throat tight. “A name once kept, at last set free.”

As soon as he unleashed his his technique, there was a more intense sandstorm than anyone had ever experience in a desert and it swept through the enemy frontline and kept going. The storm riders were quick to react, and they responded back with their own technique. "STORM BREAKER!!" they yelled as they intercepted the incoming sandstorm and cancelled it out. But the enemy wasn't done. As soon as the storm riders cancelled out sandstorm, the were met with Zephyr's 'breath of hell', a wind that carried both darkness and pain. As the Yamato army choked on Zephyr's wind, Hopper released her own technique "GREAT PLAGUE" and all forms of poisonous insects swarmed into the battlefield and began ca

“I call it a crafty trick to puzzle the inside enemy. The Moon deity we all worship, had actually marked you on that fateful day when you were only a child, Himari” At this point, it’s best to just keep listening to all she has to enlighten me about. I know it’ll be a bit tasking, but I’ve got to digest as much as I can so I don’t go crazy. They also worship the Moon goddess?! Oh my word! The blonde woman collects the mic and introduces something new. “You must’ve experienced them by now, those mystical flames that you can’t seem to comprehend their origin. They heal, attack, and even obliterate a Demon flawlessly, isn’t it?”