Thunderman Novels & Stories

The first thought that came to my mind was, 'What was he doing here? “Ohh… don't misunderstand this situation. I'm not Devon. I'm Sebastian, his stepbrother,” the man calmly said, making me more confused. He appeared to have noticed my state of confusion because I heard him chuckle before opening his mouth to explain further. The sound he made when he chuckled made me blush foolishly in embarrassment.

Curious looks are thrown at me but I don't care. Nothing of human nature applies to Battista Cattaneo, AKA Ash Thunder. If Grant is a human, then Ash is a god, a hurricane, his nature unpredictable, the totality of his being as beautiful as it is understated, perilous, and unrelenting. A brave man who never fears the fire, never fears death. I craved the wills of the tempest when I sought him out but I didn't know the extent of the storm I was getting myself into as at the time.

Ava replied, laughing and flinging it back. "Oh please," Kim snorted rolling her eyes. Probably some body builder names something like Alexios in makeup and a grey wig and fake grey beard. "Who cares? Now you can tell everybody back home you saw the Olympian and asshole extraordinarie, Zeus Thunderbolt." "You idiot, his last name isn't thunderbolt, he just uses it." Ava laughed, "Yeah, whatever." Kim shook her head. "You're crazy, Ava." Ava shrugged. "Hey, you never know. It could be fun."

She opened the metal pin cemented into the floor to release the arm chains that held him flat to the floor and grunted as she pushed the large male onto his back. He was very tall and had to weigh at least two hundred sixty pounds or so. She tried hard not to gawk at his wide chest or the fact that he didn’t have on any clothes.

Within two minutes, the heavy tension inside the estate began to dissolve. In the long hall, only Guillermo, Lorenzo, and Jose remained. Lorenzo and Jose finally felt like they could breathe again. Lorenzo could not help but ask, "Mr. Vazquez, was that elder on your right from the legendary Thunder Sect, the sect that's supposedly completely independent from the rest of the world?" Guillermo nodded. "That's right, he's from Thunder Sect. His name is Bill Hudson, and he never operates within Holtrien's martial world. He only takes action in foreign territories."

He jumps up “Hell yeah! Can’t wait to see this little spitfire that has you all bent out of shape” He laughs “Wait, what's her name did you find out?” I look up at my over excited Beta knowing he will love this, us both growing up with the Gods. “Enyo” Trent clapped his hands and started laughing. “Our Luna is named after the Goddess of war, hell should I call you Aires?” I throw my cushion at him, us both laughing proper belly laughing.

the arrogant man snapped, already irritated that someone challenged him. “Well, listen carefully and be educated,” the man replied. “I am Kane, from the mighty Thunder Dominion pack.” “Our Thunder Warriors will sweep across the secret realm with fierce might and power,” he boasted. “Thunder Dominion pack!” “Isn’t that the pack ruled by a strong Lycan lord? I heard he can control thunder and lightning and has developed skills that allow him to pass that power to his warriors,” someone shouted excitedly. “You’re not that bad. At least you’re knowledgeable,” Kane replied.

Celestine replied. Thunder's Mom motioned her hand towards the living room, offering us a seat. Their home is a combination of modern and classic architecture type. There were beautiful antique vases on the corner and some paintings, mostly abstract paints, to be seen on the wall. "Mom! Your laptop is already fixed, I placed it in your roo–" Thunder stopped from walking downstairs when he saw us staring at him. He was on the last step of the stair, wearing a black jogging pants and… He was top less, exposing his six packed abs and well defined muscles. Yeah, he was a hottie.

After all that had happened, several of the big bosses were now too frightened to speak up. While the bosses momentarily remained silent, someone from the crowd said, “…That young man goes by the name of Marco Thunder! He’s from Thunderous Dragon Inc. and just as the rumors had stated, Mr. Thunder truly is an extraordinary person! It’s really no wonder at this point how Thunderous Dragon Inc. managed to dominate so many strong underground forces! How evil!” “…He’s right! Victory should always belong to the strongest! I agree!” shouted one of the bosses after a long silence.

Moreover, the power of this heavenly thunder was comparable to that of a heavy artillery shell, far surpassing the wooden sword given to him by the British Lord. Overwhelmed with excitement, Mr. Chardon stood by the giant pit, gazing at the intact Thunder Order, murmuring to himself, “The power of this Thunderstrike wood is truly terrifying! With it, even if I encounter opponents stronger than me, I can still hold my ground. It seems I'm incredibly lucky to have come to Aurous Hill this time!”