Stormbringer Stories Novels & Stories

Powerless to change the outcome, he rushed to search for his wife and daughter—only to learn that neither of them was even in the country anymore. He was informed by his anxious subordinate that Sandra had been locked inside an abandoned hospital for three whole days. By the time the doors were forced open, the salt water that had drenched her had long dried, and she had miscarried due to stress and malnutrition. Sandra herself was barely alive at that point. As for Jamie, they found her body shattered with multiple compound fractures. Her mind had broken, and she had even bitten off her own tongue. Adam had never imagined Wesley could be this ruthless and vicious.

Willow stumbled backwards but something caught her. "Hello" His husky voice said with a toothy smile. His fangs stood out. Willow straightened up and smiled back. "Hi," She said. "Hey Blondie" Japh shook him. "Japh" Willow noticed how sweet the mysterious man looked. Blond hair, blue eyes, great smile and a short stubble. Is he part of her pack as well? "This is Willow. She is the new member of the Storm Riders" Japh introduced. "And Willow, this is Rowan. He is the alpha of the NightCrawlers. The fastest pack in this region"

This is the second in the insanity Series dealing with the Watson's and the two characters of Max and Deanna. The third will be released in November of 2020. The name of it is Breaking the eye wall. It continues shortly after where Weathering the storm leaves off. A tie in series will be released in December called "The nightmare begins." This story though fictionalized did happen in the US in late 2019. The charaters will be along or the journey in Breaking the eye wall but they will have their own series called "Nightmare". This is the first book in that series.

She was the best sniper of their squad, so by any chance, he didn't want to lose her. He instantly replied, " Don't worry, Minerva. You just crawl towards the empty corner. I will throw a grenade first." Minerva followed Krato's instruction and soon she saw all enemies squad wiped out in a blink of an eye. Kratos along with Aquaman and Assasiner entered inside the room and immediately Kratos revived Minerva.

After I discovered the bugging device, I used the promotion I had worked ten years to earn as cover to ensure her safety. However, what I received in return was her relentless pursuit of revenge. I would never forget the horror of being dragged hundreds of miles behind a car. A flicker of hatred surged in my eyes at the thought of this. “Ms. Lynn is always measured in her actions. We don’t need to worry.” Wynnie’s expression softened slightly when she noticed that I was not making a big deal out of the watch At that moment, Ash came running over, wheezing and dragging his suitcase.

The words are strange, but the meaning is clear. The Maddox family bloodline. Bound by blood. By sacrifice. The Watcher. An ancient force. The keeper of the land’s secrets. I turn the pages quickly, feeling a rush of panic as the words blur together, as though they’re moving faster than I can read them. And then, I find it. The section that mentions the return. The return. Me. I stop reading, my heart hammering in my chest. I don’t want to read anymore. I don’t want to know what comes next.

Then the announcer’s voice sounded from the speakers, carrying across the room. “Welcome everyone. Today, we gather to honor the joining of two bloodlines. Lucas Storm, heir of the Storm Pack, and Brittney Walsh.” A murmur rippled through the hall. Brittney stepped out from the opposite side of the platform, glowing in her ceremonial white. The dress clung to her frame like mist, making her look angelic. Her hair braided back with silver ribbons. She smiled a soft and sure smile, like she was certain of what she wanted. She stood next to me and whispered “Hi Lucas. Don't worry, we go this.”

……………………… The following morning came too quickly, like a blade pressed against my throat. I stood at the border of the Whitewood Forest, the invisible line that separated White Moon territory from the wild, lawless lands beyond. The sky was grey and heavy with clouds, matching the emptiness in my chest. I carried nothing — no bag, no spare dress, no personal items. The Alpha had made it very clear: tributes went empty-handed. I was to arrive as nothing more than meat for the wolves. Alpha Marcus stood before me with his pregnant Luna at his side. He placed a heavy hand on my shoulder, squeezing it with fake warmth while giving the small crowd of pack members a proud, fatherly smile.

I didn’t know what—but the truth always casts a shadow. From the chaos of reports, a pattern began to form. We were not dealing with a single attacker. There were multiple demons. They wielded elemental forces—fire, wind, and lightning—and attacked without pattern or mercy. They came during the day, at night, whenever it suited them. Their strikes were fast, often causing minimal damage—or outright massacre. But in every case, they disappeared before any true counterattack could begin. “They’re probing,” Brandon muttered beside Rhett, arms crossed, voice low. “Testing us.”

A firece gust of wind during a Gale boee 45-year-old Vittorio Louise's car into a river near Naples, Italy, in 1983. He managed to break a window, climb out and swim to shore, where a tree blew over and killed him. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!