Stormbringer Stories Novels & Stories

Nio stood still, waiting for the attack, when several goblin archers on the barricades shouted: "Sunbringer, that's the Sunbringer." The shout spread among the crowd and while some called him by his new nickname, others shouted: "King slayer!" The shamans at the barricades hesitated. That hesitation gave Shieena just enough time to yell: “I am bringing home your brothers and sisters, all of them former prisoners from Canestor. I bring with me the Sunbringer, killer of the dwarf king. You will not use force against us. If you do, he will destroy you with his terrible black magic. He will rain terror and death upon you!”

She had never seen so many Stormbringers at once. The pack moved easily through the street, dispersing the crowd. A slate grey Stormbringer was accompanied by two white, one black and one fawn brethren. The downpour of hail intensified into a full-blown hailstorm. The slate-grey beast was clearly the leader. At fifty feet long, he was the largest Stormbringer that Cory had ever seen. The others were half his size. He opened his jaws to their full extent and with a menacing roar shot lightning out of his body and into the hysterical crowd. Two people were immediately struck down. They lay motionless on the ground. A few others were hit and stunned momentarily. They recovered somewhat, scrambl

I didn't pull away, enjoying the warmth of his touch. One of the Stormbringers, a lean fighter with a series of intricate tattoos on his arms, managed to land a solid hit on Cleo. Our clan's warrior stumbled back, but quickly regained his footing and launched a counterattack. The crowd gasped as Cleo landed a series of swift blows, sending the Stormbringer crashing to the ground.

"I've heard whispers of a prophecy, one that speaks of a great cosmic force awakening. We must decipher its meaning before it's too late." Determined to face whatever challenges lay ahead, the pack set out on a new quest – a quest for knowledge, ancient artifacts, and the truth behind the prophecy. Their journey took them to forgotten libraries, mystical shrines, and wise seers, each step bringing them closer to unraveling the mysteries that surrounded them. As they delved deeper into the secrets of their world, they discovered that the Stormbringer was merely a manifestation of a much darker force – a force that sought to consume everything in its path, leaving only chaos and despair in its

“Yes. They are known as Elemental Gods for they can control the four basic elements here on earth: fire, water, wind, and earth. Though each wolf can manipulate the four, there is one element that they are always good at. Sometimes two.” She popped a berry on her mouth before noticing that I am, indeed, not wearing a bra since my nipples are sticking out as if it yearns to be bare as well. “Your Tyler—” Wow, Melissa really said my Tyler. If one could die just because of immense smiling, perhaps that will be the cause of my death on my death certificate. “He is known as The Stormbringer. Apart from Jose, he is the fastest one who can summon a storm—which is a combination of two elements: wate

But now… “Great! Now that’s done let me explain the rules of the new game. You are going to tell me a story. All you have to do is survive the story. Simple right?” Of course, it was not as simple. Anderson knew very well that anything concerning a demon would not be as simple. What was worse, this particular demon was very different. So, who knew what twisted game of story telling the demon had in mind? Anderson nodded warily at the demon’s enquiry. Whatever was coming he knew very well the odds would be against him as such he had his guard up. It was funny; He was rather feeling like the trapped one.

Eventually the topic of General Konnyr's attack arose, and Tigherneach took a deep breath before relating the story. "The skies had been cloudy, and I remember the heat of the coming storm in the air," Tigherneach began, his hands gripping the table. "If I had been riding, I would have seen the signs of the upcoming attack. From inside the traveling box I heard the approaching horses, but had no idea it was General Konnyr." Lady Enid leaned forward, "Our loyal Elves fought hard, but Konnyr's forces took our traveling box and tore off at full speed. We were at the whim of whoever was driving our horses."

I stood up and desperately tried to break open the bedroom door. However, it was to no avail. A sharp pain in my abdomen was what ultimately brought me back to my senses. When I looked down, my pale blue nightgown was stained with fresh blood. The baby! I clutched my stomach and immediately dialed the emergency services. "Ma'am, the hurricane is too strong at the moment. We aren't able to dispatch an ambulance. We'll do our best. Please hold on for us."

Friendly in a way that didn’t invite too much. Career focused in a way that felt safer than hope. I’d dated, technically. A few dinners. A few kisses that felt like reading words in a language I didn’t speak. Nothing ever lit. Nothing ever stayed. Because somewhere deep in my stupid, faithful heart, a storm grey eyed boy still existed, frozen in time at a dinner table, leaving. Liberty, now twenty five and the proud owner of Liberty Crumbs, a bright little bakery on the corner of Sycamore and 8th, called me between cases, her voice always threaded with sugar and mischief.