Whirlwind Novels & Stories

"The Resonance Whirlwind: now!" Killian didn't hesitate. He grabbed my hand: his touch a searing, protective heat that anchored me to the earth. We began to rotate at the center of the valley: our joined resonances creating a localized vortex of white light. I poured the full: blinding heat of the Solis Forge into the whirlwind: while Killian provided the tectonic stability of the Silver Moon.

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.

This is someone she loved so much. Ava and Britney explained everything to Danielle. Danielle fell to her feet She was weak, she felt numbness from her head to toe, she couldn't even find her voice. She kept staring at nothing. Britney was scared that she might lose it. She got close to her, made her sit up while wiping the tears from her eyes, "I'm sorry" she said crying too.

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”.

Year 928 B.G The breeze brushed against Moria’s face as she ride at the back of the great dragon Chaos, the magical beast born from the power of the wind goddess. She admired the scenery above air; hovering high above Llfhame has been her routine every day. Although she can’t always descend to interact with them Moria always makes sure to keep track of the happenings in the Island.