Storms Story Novels & Stories

She got startled and looked at Chase wondering who he was talking to, as she was about to take another sip of her drink his voice boomed again. “That’s enough Storm.” She was unsure of what she had done, asking, “Sorry?” “You have drank enough.” Storm rolled her eyes. Who did he think he was? He still wanted to control her, she stood up, “I will be back, I need to use the restroom.” She said to Jeremy, and he nodded, some of his friends had come and joined him, after using the bathroom, she went to the bar and got a bottle. Storm went outside and stumbled out into the forest, drinking was numbing her emotions and the cool air was helping her.

The man watching felt bad for her but still urged, "Ma'am, you need to hurry and find it. You're nine months pregnant. You could go into labor any time. I'm worried something will happen to you." Even a stranger worried about her, but Remi was this cruel. She didn't answer, just bit her lip, dove underwater, and searched for that medal again and again. From daylight to dark, the pond water grew colder and colder. She shivered but still couldn't find the medal. At nine months pregnant, her body felt impossibly heavy. Every dive to the bottom felt like it would tear her organs apart. The men on shore couldn't bear to watch anymore. "It's already 10:00 pm. If this keeps up, she's going to colla

Storm second away from breaking. Shit.

She staggered out of the hall. Outside, heavy rain poured. She walked into it without noticing it. The cold raindrops hit her face and ran down like tears. But she could not shed a single one. She did not know where she was going. She wandered through the streets without direction. A car stopped beside her. The window rolled down. Marcus’ cold, sharp face appeared. “Get in.” Yara did not answer. She dragged her heavy body through the rain. Marcus frowned and said more firmly, “Get in.”

And it will all be worth it. The wind is picking up and the trees are bending to the winds will. This is not going to be just a small drizzle. This is going to be a major storm, and I'd rather be out of it before the lightning strikes. Only crazy people are out in storms like these. Some result in flash-floods and then bridges go out and people get stuck! I definitely don't want to get stuck!

Eighteen Years Ago The Shadow Pack burned that night; the storm came first, then came the lightning. It split the sky in two; thunder shook the very foundation of the pack, like the growl of a vengeful god. The rain lashed out, falling heavily, but it didn't quench the fire swallowing the packhouse whole. The flames devoured the Alpha's mansion and everything that stood in their way. Hidden in the hollow oak tree is a child with jet-black hair clutching a leather-bound book to her chest.

I shot the two of them with a vicious glare, then turned around and stormed out of the room. As I looked at the mess all over my body and my arm, scalded red, my hatred for Wynnie reached its breaking point. … By the time I had cleaned myself up and headed to the routine meeting, the team members were giving me strange, complicated looks. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?” They looked awkward. “Well… I went to get Ms. Lynn just now, but Ash was inside. She said she had something to deal with, so tonight’s meeting is canceled.”

The storm had been building all evening, rattling the grand windows of the Moretti mansion. Lightning split the sky above New York, illuminating the city in jagged bursts of silver. Rain pelted the rooftops like bullets, echoing the violence that had already touched Aria’s life. Inside the mansion, the air was thick with tension. Every shadow seemed alive, every whisper of wind a warning of the chaos outside and the storm within.

"It does not." She stood up and she brushed her palms on her clothes and she looked at the earth mages. "Can we continue," she said. Storm found out before I could reach Storm directly. Storm's mother came to me afterward. "Storm knows," she said. "My husband told Storm before I could get to him." "How is Storm taking it," I said. "The lightning around Storm has been running at double the normal level," she said. "That is not breaking," I said. "That is holding very tightly while trying not to."

She thought he'll come and directly go for a shower and then have his dinner and finally after their night routines, he'll talk to her laying on the bed while cuddling her. But today due to the change in the weather, the weather forecasting has announced some irregular changes made due to the storm that has been active since last 30 mintues. And according to the reports, the storm has officially died down but the damages are still ongoing and fresh. So now the poor girl is going to face the after damages aswell. She just acted like she's not seeing him coming towards her and kept looking down, trying to act like she's zoned out even though she's well aware of each and every step of his.