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“Why do you need to protect me?” “Your uncle wants you dead. He later found out he took the wrong twin. You’re the rightful heir to the throne. You are the heir of the light “Heir of the what?” I started laughing so hard. I’m seriously buying into this? I just can’t believe everything she’s telling me. Like what? Like I’m a king or something.

For all of you that followed me to this stage, this chapter is you.... This is the second to the last chapter of the first book, work has started on the second book and I hope you all will follow me into the next phase of their lives. Thanks to everyone that has followed me throughout this first tale, I am so grateful for your helps and I hope you all enjoyed it as I did!. [JASON] Dedicated to everyone He stared at derora as she bounded down on her creature firedran with her hellish host behind her. He grabbed cyclone tighter and feeding energy into it as it kept on absorbing it.

Looking down below, he saw two small hands, moulded from the pits of the earth – crudely but effectively – grabbing onto his ankles and keeping him in place. “When?” he wondered. Had he grown so dull that he had missed this? However, he was soon hit with a realization. “It was the lightning.” Yes, it was. Lightning was very destructive, so much so that there had only been a few who had contended with lightning gods and made it out alive. Well, it helped that there were so few of them anyway; but the fact of the matter remained. Lightning was powerful. It was because it was powerful that people forgot that it had another purpose. Lightning could numb one’s senses as well! Professor Jackson sh

Then the wind picked up as loud claps of thunder accompanied the spears of lightning that stabbed the earth below them, felling the guards like bowling pins. ‘I am the wind, I am the rain, I am the lightning I am the thunder I am the one.’ He could only watch as she began to glow very brightly, her whole body was wrapped in a brilliant white light, the lightning began to slam into her bolt after bolt sending her colours into an iridescent kaleidoscopethat entranced all who saw it.

With a fierce determination, I channeled the stolen lightning into a concentrated bolt, aiming it directly at the sorceress who had dared to attack me. The first strike was blinding, a brilliant arc of blue-white lightning that seared through the night. It struck the sorceress, illuminating her features in a brief, stark outline. In that moment, I saw a flicker of surprise in her eyes, quickly replaced by determination. She countered my attack with a shield of her own, deflecting the lightning away from her. Undeterred, I unleashed a torrent of lightning, a relentless assault that lit up the forest like a stormy day. Each bolt crackled and hissed, seeking out its target with unerring accurac

The burning flames and crackling lightning struck fear in everyone’s hearts! Leo hovered in the air, and his eyes burst with killing intent. He stared at Philip, who rushed at him in flaming chimera armor. He shouted, “Damn it! The Sainsbury family are the masters of lightning. How dare a weak and humble newly promoted god like you defy the will of the gods? Die!” Leo shouted, spread his arms open, and gestured something over his chest. Suddenly, the clouds in the sky surged and swirled like a vortex above Leo’s head!

The earth hums beneath my boots, and the sky above darkens with stormclouds. My mark flares. The heat is unbearable. The shards are vibrating now, whispering ancient names and forgotten songs in my blood. My skin glows crimson, veins of light crawling up my arms. The fire is waking inside me. I raise my hand. Flame erupts from my fingers, curling like golden dragons. Then lightning answers. Lucien raises his palm from outside the circle. Stormfire leaps into the sky, spiraling toward me like a living thread. It doesn’t burn, it binds.

I'm worried I won't be able to tell my people apart from the enemies and I don't want to hurt innocent people by mistake They rush in my direction the moment I shift back to my human form, making me gnash my teeth in frustration. Anger rages within me like a storm, fueling the Thor energy that courses through my veins like hot lava. I close my eyes and my fury intensifies. Electric intensity burns behind my eyelids. I open my eyes and twin bolts of lightning burst forth from them. Unleashing a torrent of electricity, the beams brilliantly blazing, illuminating all. The essence of the storm has fully awakened, and I am its master.

If the Thunder Leopard reached the fifth level, its thunder attack could threaten the life of a master in the Human-Immortal Realm. He chuckled and made a magic signet with his divine sense. Purple Thunder Doom--Punishment from Gods! Dark clouds rolled, and lightning bolts ripped through the sky. A python-like bolt of lightning flew toward the Thunder Leopard. The Thunder Leopard was very smart. It swallowed its inner core and leaped into the air. Boom!

A throb in my veins, cool and warm. My breath stuttered. “Come on. Get a grip,” I said to myself. I took the book and went back to the table and opened it, taking care of the delicate pages. Dust flew up in the air, silver in the dim light. I changed pages: the history of the pack, ancient battles, treaties, prominent men, Then the book stopped on a page without me deciding to stop. It fell open as if guided. A full-page sketch stared up at me. A girl of light and fire. Eyes like molten gold. Hair whipping around her like she stood in a storm. Her hands glowing.