Thunder Song Novels & Stories

His every motion and breath is scorching, adding to the fire in my body. We can’t hear the rain since Tyron's cabin’s roof isn’t composed of galvanized iron. Thunder is the only sound that can be heard. Because we are already on the brink of the water, its roar is audible. It’s frightening to think that something horrible may happen to us while we’re here, since the sea will rise in response to the power of the rain.

Eileen sat calmly at the studio trying to compose her thoughts and sing. Louie stared at her angrily as he watched her fumble with the song. He asked the producer to stop the beat then went inside. He took the headphones off her ears and sighed. “Eileen, can you get over your f**king problems and sing the damn song? When you get into the studio you’re not Eileen you’re silver stars… you’re silver stars till you leave the studio” Louie barked.

His words filled everyone with a comforting sense of security, and Faye relaxed, her worries eased. Meanwhile, Zayn’s eyes met Raiden’s. It was as though two unseen bolts of lightning collided between them, causing a huge commotion. They were not moving, but the numerous onlookers could feel two mighty forces clashing. They could also hear a loud rumble in their heads akin to rolling thunder. “That’s strange. Did I just hear the sound of thunder? It’s still a clear, sunny day, so where did the thunder come from?” “F*ck, I heard the thunder as well. I thought I might be hallucinating or something. So you heard it too, huh?”

The Rain The rain made a very loud noise tonight. Heavy rain falls and hits hard on the roof of the houses and also on the ground. I listened to the sound of the rain and felt the heavy weight of the water streaming like it will never end. The rain constantly poured followed by a very strong sound of thunder which made Chi-Chan barked in panic. I saw Mallory quickly jumped on her mother’s lamp as soon as she heard the sound of the thunder. ‘Mama, I’m afraid.’ Mallory cried as she embraced her mother tightly in fear. ‘Don’t be afraid, the thunder cannot enter the house.’ Her mother said. ‘Baby listen, our roof won’t break because of the thunder.’

The music is very loud, and pedestrians frown at us as we sing and shake our heads as if we were at a concert. “Oh hell!” My smile broadens as the Iron Maiden song ends and a unmistakable guitar riff begins to play along with the sound of a Hi-Hat, characteristic of AC/DC's Thunderstruck. “Turn up the volume,” I ask Ryan, yelling, as I go back to texting my sister. I decide to call her later, and enjoy the rocker time with my good friend. “It already has all the volume,” he yells. “Ohhh ohhhohhh”, we began to sing in unison, and shake our heads gently. Ryan taps the wheel lightly.

I made sure I focused more of my strength on him so that we can be done with this once and for all. Thunders striked and rumblings began, then I remembered what affected him the last time. The song and thunder sound! He closed his ears, trying to block out the thunder sounds. All of a sudden, he screamed, fell down and disappeared. I fell down as well 'cause I was exhausted. I noticed Daisy was on her knees too. By the time I regained a bit of my strength, I remembered we won't be able to leave this place 'cause we're locked inside. I stood up weakly and strode to the door. I banged on it furiously.

It was them. He began to move, and the thunder found its rhythm. It was a deep, pounding beat that matched the driving pace of his hips. Each thrust was a peal of thunder, each withdrawal the tense silence before the next. She met him thrust for thrust, her nails digging into the cloud-stuff beneath her, her cries lost in the howling wind and the torrential rain.

Every time the thunder cracked outside, she scooted a little closer until she was practically plastered to his side. At one point, she whispered, “Do you think the thunder is mad at me?” He had paused, then looked down at her with a gentle laugh. “No, dummy. The thunder is just noise. It can’t be mad at anyone.” She frowned, unconvinced. “But it sounds angry.” He ruffled her hair gently. “It only sounds that way because you’re scared. It’s really just the sky talking to itself.” She had blinked at him, her brows furrowed in childish confusion, and then finally giggled.

The world would be mine for the taking. I closed my eyes, focusing and channeling my energy to what I was doing. Then came the thunder. The sound was loud, unnatural, echoing through the heavens like voices from another realm. It wasn't ordinary thunder. It sounded old. Ancient. As if the mountain itself was crying out in warning. But I didn’t stop.

Thunder rumbled loudly to signal the victory of the element so destructive that few could wield it. Seeing the change of weather and recognizing the man who had intervened, the faces of the soldiers turned red in excitement. With unity of spirit and voice they exclaimed at the top of their voices, “All hail the mighty Thor!” *Bang* Like a speeding train, Thor crashed into the army of giants. In his hand was a short handled hammer that constantly flashed with lightning. With every swing several dozens of giants were felled. So domineering was his display that the soldiers could only open their mouths wide in surprise and watch the scenes before them unfold.