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Storm Bringer

LECTURES 10
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Chapitres 3
Durée 22m

LECTURES 10
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Chapitres 3
Durée 22m

Rain, thunder, lightning, hail, wind, waves, earthquakes, have you ever considered someone could, in a way, control them, let alone any kind of storm? Cursed, or so she believes, with the voice that controls the storms, Tempesta Portadore is an outcast. Living with her crazy aunt and three cousins in the woods that all people fear, shunned or bullied by the town nearby, her only wish is to go to the place where she belongs. In this world or another.Tous Droits Réservés

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My shelter from the storm, écrit par BrittneyGoyer

Anita," her angelic voice calls to me. Thunder rumbles in the distance. Her soft, delicate hands caressing my face, sparkling green eyes grounding me from the dark past I wish I could forget. "You're safe, it's okay." I bring my hand up, running my finger over the mound of scar tissue. The constant reminder of that night. The raised bump covers the bullet fragment embedded in my sternum. She takes my hands as more thunder rumbles and tears roll down my cheeks. "Breathe Anita," she says in a soothing whisper. My lungs were burning with the need for air and it was then that I realized I'd been holding it. I take in a gasping breath and recall the first time my eyes met her green eyes. My sister had been lifted off me and my eyes opening had startled her. The first time she touched me gave me strength to hold on. I held her hand tight, trying to tell her what happened, but couldn't get enough breath to form words. Sitting in the present going through the same as I had five years ago. "They were all found, Anita. They can't hurt you anymore. It's just a storm. All the doors and windows are locked, the alarm is set. It's just you and me." "Will you keep the light on tonight, please?"

Burning Ice, écrit par LXSparrow

Fear. Quiet. Rage. Fire. Raven Xiu lived a life as the class nobody for years. She always held her breath and looked to her brother, her friends and family before exhaling her own. Raven wasn't good enough and that was the end of it. The world didn't and couldn't live with those that were consumed by darkness. However, where there is water, life and happiness their is fire, death and destruction. That is something that is inevitable. Raven is dragged along with 3 unknown strangers claiming to help her, claiming they need her and claiming she is a caster of fire among water, earth and air... she was fire. With the mind and heart, the strength, courage and wits that are her own. She must realize that the world isn't always perfect. Or be consumed by darkness.

[✅] The New Guardian, écrit par TheLightInYourEyes

I've been around for a long time. A very long time. And I woke up to see the moon, void of any sort of memory or knowledge of who I was whatsoever. The moon told me who I am. I am Ivy Raine. I bring the rain, the lightning and the thunder. But no one ever saw me from the moment I awoke. Nobody at all. And I've lived like this for so long, yearning for someone to even catch a glimpse of me. Even if it meant a fleeting thousandth of a second. I am Ivy Raine. The lightning spirit. (completed end of 2014.)

City of Dust, écrit par M_A_Hartman

|| ✨ 2022 WATTYS WINNER ✨ || || x8 FEATURED || Kill the monsters. Claim the bounty. Escape to Alaska. ------------ Ten years ago, an event known as The Turning upset the balance of Earth's ecosystems. Demons emerged from the depths of Hell, dragging along with them obscure creatures from old myths and legends. In the midst of all this chaos, eighteen-year-old Raine Barlow makes a living by hunting monsters. No price is too high, no monster is too deadly. Her goal is simple: to make enough money to escape to Alaska -- where her parents are rumored to be held. And Raine just might be able to do it: the mayor of Eureka has agreed to pay her $10,000 to escort his young daughter to the City of Dust -- a former metropolis surrounded by walls and secrets. Armed with poison-tipped crossbow bolts, her own brand of small magic, and an aging battle-elk named Winston, Raine and her charge must trek across the dust-covered and desolate stretches of a California highway, all the while trying to avoid the monsters and demons who are trying to take over the world. Cover created by @Shreya_VA

When Sparks Fly, écrit par ToryoKoneko23

A mob attack + a locked door + a bolt of lightning = a very bad day for one little blonde, but there's a silver lining to this cloud ...

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒, encanto, écrit par urlonelywifey

ᵉⁿᶜᵃⁿᵗᵒ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ The Madrigal family who lives somewhere in Colombia, who has a magical gift Y/n who is younger than Mirabel by two years can control the four elements, just like the rest of her family the Madrigals also have some imperfections. I mean no one is perfect, Y/n wanting to please Abuela and the family, she will do anything to to protect them and avoid not to make a mistake. To save the miracle, she and her sister will find a solution doing it in the help of Bruno's prophecy. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪs ɴᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴀs ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴍᴀᴅʀɪɢᴀʟ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ. _________________ ☞︎︎︎Y/n have a gift which is the four elements. Water, fire, earth and the air. ☞︎︎︎water is the most she usually used since she's helping her mother to heal people. ☞︎︎︎Y/n doesn't use air mostly because she can't find any use of it. ☞︎︎If y/n feel anger, nervous or any kind of too much negative emotion a fire would suddenly appear around her. __________________ (I don't own the Encanto and its characters same as the fan art in cover photo)

Down Bad | javi rivera ✓, écrit par solar_fIare

"five years ago you weren't such an asshole." "five years ago, i had everyone i loved." [started; 08/18/24] [finished; 10/07/25] [twisters; javi rivera] ©️solar_fIare 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED i do not own twisters only anastasia and stuff surrounding her.

The Lightning Jar, écrit par Bdicocco

Winner of the September Serenade writing contest! Krista is no stranger to magic. She lives in the woods of Fard, a place where magical creatures--both friendly and unfriendly--roam free. One day, a creature known as an Elder gives her a small jar of lightning with two explicit instructions: 1) Deliver the jar to a trapped faerie. 2) Do not open the jar. But as she embarks on her journey and encounters others who have jars of their own, she begins to wonder what makes these jars so special, and who is this mysterious faerie who needs it... Fantasy - Short Story

August Nights, écrit par Blair-Jade

STORY 5 I'd pick your thunder, I'd pick your rain: over anyone's sunshine any day.

$MOTHER ONLY KNOWS...ENVY { 3rd - Mother Knows series - ORIGINAL}, écrit par _Strawberry-Tea_$

Sequal to 'Mother only knows...fear' | Original Version | Rain Gothel-Fitzherbet is finally happy, even Mal's constant reminder of Uma can't get to her. Too much at least. However, Ben does something Rain thought she'd have time to prepare for that spirals all of Auradon into chaos. It's not his fault though. Well, in Rain's opinion, it kinda is. Rain thought she'd settled her 'feud' with Audrey. She'd apologised - properly. But apparently Audrey wanted power, and fast. Old memories surface and Rain has to finally face what she tried to burry. She thought she was happy. She was. Not now though. Not when the fate of Auradon is in her and her best friends' hands. Could she ever be a normal girl? What even is normal anymore?

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Down Bad | javi rivera ✓ cover

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My shelter from the storm

Anita," her angelic voice calls to me. Thunder rumbles in the distance. Her soft, delicate hands caressing my face, sparkling green eyes grounding me from the dark past I wish I could forget. "You're safe, it's okay." I bring my hand up, running my finger over the mound of scar tissue. The constant reminder of that night. The raised bump covers the bullet fragment embedded in my sternum. She takes my hands as more thunder rumbles and tears roll down my cheeks. "Breathe Anita," she says in a soothing whisper. My lungs were burning with the need for air and it was then that I realized I'd been holding it. I take in a gasping breath and recall the first time my eyes met her green eyes. My sister had been lifted off me and my eyes opening had startled her. The first time she touched me gave me strength to hold on. I held her hand tight, trying to tell her what happened, but couldn't get enough breath to form words. Sitting in the present going through the same as I had five years ago. "They were all found, Anita. They can't hurt you anymore. It's just a storm. All the doors and windows are locked, the alarm is set. It's just you and me." "Will you keep the light on tonight, please?"