Words To Against The Wind Novels & Stories

I had forgotten about that long ago, but he still remembered. The chubby cat rubbed against my palm, purring softly. I couldn't help smiling. The weight that had been pressing against my chest for days seemed to be nudged away little by little by its fluffy head. I really did like animals, but I had never gone on a date with him to a place like this because Simon was allergic to cats. Even after I started working and could afford to keep a pet, I gave that up for him.

Three years into our marriage, my husband, Colin Richardson, changed the username he'd used for six years. It became "AThousandAnswers." I asked him why. Colin ruffled my hair and smiled. "Doesn't your name have 'Ann' in it, silly?" I laughed. I even took a screenshot and posted it on social media with the caption: "My hopelessly unromantic husband just surprised me with the sweetest gesture." Then last weekend, I drove his car to pick up my mom. When I connected my phone to the bluetooth, another paired device popped up: "LoveHasAThousandKnots." Love Has a Thousand Knots. A Thousand Answers. My hand slipped off the steering wheel. That night, while he was in the shower, I opened t

~Logan’s POV ~ The cold night air bit through my jacket as I leaned against the wall outside. My knuckles ached where they’d grazed against the concrete during the fight earlier, but that was the least of my worries. I closed my eyes, trying to steady my breath, but the weight in my chest was unbearable.

What the Wind Left Behind Selena’s POV There was something different about the wind today. It didn’t whisper the same way. It didn’t bite like winter or drift like spring. It pressed itself against the windows of the lake house as though trying to speak not loudly, but insistently. A breeze that came with memory, not weather. As if the sky itself had been holding its breath since I walked away from Kieran’s world and had finally exhaled.

“No one will take what is mine.” With a defiant cry, Irwin pushed the dark energy outward, sending it spiraling into the air in a dazzling, fiery tornado. The ground beneath her shook, and the trees groaned as the magical winds swept through the forest, tearing apart everything in their path. For a moment, it felt as if the entire world had been consumed by the force of her power.

The wind was howling, and the sparkler in her hand lit up her gentle profile. In the background, Archie's voice carried a playful tone. "Sienna, make a wish." Sienna smiled as she blew out the sparks. Her gaze almost melted the camera as she said, "My wish is for every year to be like today, with Archie by my side." A cold chill ran through me. With Archie by her side? What about me? Was I just a joke to her? My gaze drifted, stiff and robotic, back to the photo of the hands clasped inside the car.

My dad even told Vincent that he had to bring me back, or he would beat Vincent to death. However, none of that had anything to do with me anymore. Standing up, I looked out the window at the vast white field of snow. I couldn't care less how they were doing now. I only cared that it was snowing. I could invite Madison to go skiing with me. Why waste time mourning the past when I was heading toward a beautiful future?

"You know that's not what I meant," Alpha Ethan said. "But that's exactly how I understand it," I retorted. Looking at the he-wolf before me, I felt only an unbearable sense of unfamiliarity. I turned away and left without looking back. The wind along the way was biting. Shivering with cold, I walked until I reached the river at the border, a place where no one knew me. Only then did I dare to gasp heavily for air and brace myself against a tree trunk as I sank into a crouch.

She just had to unlock it and be ready to face whatever the revelation was. The night was all around them now, and the house seemed to be looming over them as they now both stood in front of them. The garden in the back of the house was starting to bloom at the beginning of spring, and the soft scent of the flowers was reaching them where they stood. She looked in the front of the house to the trees that had been trimmed every week for the overgrowth but now had grown wild over the past month or so as there was no one there to care for them.

The wind was slamming against the window. It was partially forced today. Banging and trying to break in no matter what. If it couldn’t get inside the house it’ll make noises that’ll be hard for humans. But it will protest. The strength of the wind was needed by my system. I was gazing outside the window. The night was aggressive today. The thunder growled. The sky let down all the water. It was pouring. I sat beside the fireplace. Numb.