Weather Names Novels & Stories

Me and Catherine… I didn’t like the way that sounded. “I would like that very much,” I replied, swallowing back my bad feelings. “We don’t experience Withergreen in Eswen.” She looked surprised. “I suppose we are too far south, or too close to the sea. We have two seasons, really – Sunswell, and what I suppose you would call the Frostwane. So your two choices are “hot” or “less hot”.” “No offense, Grayson, but that sounds awful,” she laughed. “You’ve never told me that before.”

I didn't bother to ask out loud, I went over to where the radio sat, at the edge of the dining room. ‘Turning it up to the average volume, loud enough for the both of us to hear, “A wonderful eventide to you! This is Chief Meteorologist Nate Norman with your up-to-the-minute Bronx City weather. Well, break out through galoshes, folks. It's gonna get soggy. We've got a major storm system moving up the coast, And the latest Doppler radar shows the worst band of precipitation coming into Bronx City right about…’ “It's about to rain, Rose, it hasn't rained for days now. Turn down the volume.”

"You set the table while I light a fire." I turned on the battery-operated radio to listen to the weather while I lit the fire. "This storm is expected to last until midnight tonight," said the announcer. "You can expect heavy down pours. Flash flooding is also expected along creeks and rivers. No tornadoes have been spotted so far but this storm will be accompanied by strong winds and damaging hail."

} [Could you pick for me which emoticon best suits your mood today? Right in front of Ecto, a chart showed emoticons depicting various feelings. There were: Happy, Sad, Calm, Worried, Confused, Upset, Angry, Embarrassed, Shy, Bored, Excited, Tired, Sick and Frustrated. Kate pressed Calm. [According to the forecast, it is partly cloudy tonight and the temperature is a high 30 degrees but feels like 36 degrees. Humidity 75%. Could this be the reason why you are tired?]

Kaye said. "Oh shoot! You're right." Brian looked outside the window. Hana also stared outside the window. "Isn't it really strange that the clouds seem totally heavy but there's still no rain? And the wind is blowing seriously strong. Is there a thunderstorm or what?" "But in the weather forecast, it's gonna be warm and sunny. Are forecasts sometimes not accurate?" Kaye wondered. "I don't know either.." Hana replied, eyes still fixated on the gloomy sky.

Banner as soon as we left the pack and told him to get ready for our arrival. Violet called Greg and Daren and gave them an ETA of our return, everything seemed quiet they reported, but they did let us know that the weather shifted and a massive cold front was expected this afternoon, changing the forecast from rain to freezing rain and sleet. It’s a good thing we will be back well before the bad weather. I sighed, autumn was over and winter was here. In the past I always hated the wintertime, I felt it confined me to my room and denied me the freedom of the outdoors. But now I had a few things to look forward to during the winter. Samantha wanted to celebrate Christmas, her birthday was in

"And temps are falling down into the thirties, so it's gonna be a chilly one. Hopefully that rain doesn't freeze, cause nobody knows how to drive on ice around here. Throw in black ice and we could be fucked." "Leave it to us," Ace shakes his head, "to have one of the coldest days of the winter on the night when we get the most rainfall we've seen in months." "Shit happens," I remind him. "And it always happens to us." I take a look around the squad room, noticing the shift change is starting to take place. I'm ready to be off. Today's been a long fucking day, and all I want to do is go home, sit in front of the fireplace in my house, and cuddle with my wife. I'm chilled to the bone after ha

, however, giving a lazy smile to Flynn and casting a quick look out, I said: "I like the weather.” "The weather? "He asked. I denied it with my head, guiding my eyes again to the outside. In my view, the raindrops slid against the window, and the lamps of the nearest poles reflected against the drops that fell over them. "My kind of liking is not whether the weather is hot or cold. I like the weather. Everything in it. The way it can pass very fast when we are doing something exciting, and the way it can take when we are facing a situation of pure stress. I like the weather and everything related to it. The rain, the sun, the wind. I like to feel it. And this may not be so banal or differen

God fucking damn it! The weather only got worse as she plowed through the drifts. Her vision was reduced to a blanket of white outside of her limbs. She finally glanced back, unable to make out any sign of the beast behind her. Any slight hope his absence caused died when an off-key humming of “Paint it Black” came to her with the next freezing blast of wind.

I nodded. “Yeah, I just had the shivers,” I said with clenched jaws. He smiled. “Raine… it’s like ninety degrees out here…” I blinked. “What is that supposed to mean? I can’t shiver?” His smile was gone but there was still a look of amusement. He said nothing back to me. Finally, it seemed that he was silenced.