Whirlwind Novels & Stories

It always wants to go ahead and tear her. Selina smiled proudly. She reached out and stroked the large wolf fur beside her. It has smooth black fur, and its yellow eyes are somewhat cold, but when being rubbed by Selina, it retracts its combative evil. "Windy, you take care of her." “Guru!” After a loud howl, only the gray-haired wolf named Windy was relieved to use his sharp claws to kill Orla. Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence.

Third Person POV Hearing the neighbor's words, Simon froze. Moved out? But… Janice had never told him about her moving. Panic began to rise in his chest. He took out his phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he sent Janice a message. [Janice, you moved?] The message wouldn't go through. He pulled up her contact and tried calling her, only to realize she had blocked his number. The elevator doors opened nearby, and Gem walked over to him.

My emotions no longer interrupted the wind, this time it was steady, just as Grandmother told me it would be. As I grew the whirlwind I called on the water. The wind and the water whipped around Kayden, the outer bands hitting even his warriors behind us, causing them to stop fighting and focus on us instead. Within moments a hurricane was brewing inside Haven. Thunder crashed as I rolled in clouds and increased the wind.

Britney blurted out. Danielle knew Britney was right, She's carried away by the moments and blind to see what's happening. They both kept discussing other things. As Britney threw her left hand at Danielle to show her the engagement ring perfectly placed on her finger. Danielle screamed at the top of her voice as she hugged Britney with tears rolling down her cheek. She couldn't believe her best friend was getting married soon, She was happy for her.

Derofort⁶ A chilling wind touched the brunette’s skin as her eyes opened. Everything was still blurry until she blinked a couple of times and her hazel eyes widened in shock upon seeing where she was. There she laid on the Carter lake house’s front porch. Her night just became weirder.

The rushing winds inside the vortex started to slow, and the volume of the sound they created decreased as well. Inside the whirlwind, a winged, human-shaped form began to slowly take shape, hovering several feet above the ground. As the figure grew darker and more solid, the winds continued to abate, until they seemed nothing more than a slight breeze circling round and round.

Before going to bed, I took my diary and wrote down a quote from Lise Kiberwa's poetry collection called "Wind", Completely for no reason at all!: >>Like the wind, I don't want to belong anywhere. Just like the wind, I want to be felt but not seen. Like the wind, I want to both strengthen and extinguish the wildfire. Like the wind, I want to stress some poor old lady gently sweeping her compound by bringing all the dirt she's been removing.

Confusion clouded his mind as he tried to comprehend what had just transpired. A sudden rush of wind, swift and forceful, brushed past him from behind, causing Ronin to shudder involuntarily. It sent a chill down his spine, leaving him unnerved and unsettled. This eerie encounter with the wind carried an uncanny familiarity, as if he had known it intimately for an extended period. It was a puzzling sensation that left Ronin bewildered and captivated.

She managed to juggle her time for almost five months. Michael was old and about to retire. He’s looking for someone to pass on the business. Since he can’t give the bar to anyone; he asks Abby if she can help look for a buyer. Abby studied the whole situation and calculates her finances because she wants to buy the OneBar from Michael.

He cheers and floats back up in the air. I slap my hands together and feel the electricity build, running down my arms. When I pull my hands apart a small whirlwind of hurricane strength grows between them. “There’s a bad moon on the rise”. I whisper and throw my arms towards Tjalfe. The whirl reacts and flies towards its origin of power. He just steps aside, like he is walking on air, long before the wind hits him. He makes a face. “Come on sugar lips, you can do much better”.