Aleena Sonic Novels & Stories

—a piece of obsidian-edged steel that didn't vibrate, didn't hum, and didn't leave a trace. ​"The tide is pulling too far out," a voice said behind him. ​Kael turned. Elara was crouched by a tide pool, her hands submerged in the cold Pacific water. She was an Echo, but not like the forty-two of the old stories. Her "Wild" was subtle—a heightened sensitivity to pressure and salt. ​"The deep-water sensors?" Kael asked. ​"Silent," Elara replied, standing up and wiping her hands on her buckskin trousers. "But the whales have stopped singing. Something is displacing the acoustic floor. Something big, and something made of metal."

I shook my head before returning to my resting position, thankful that she couldn't see my smiling face from her little show of magic. "Oh come on. That was awesome," She reasoned, laying across my back in an attempt to get my attention but I only growled in response. She giggled, "I'm sorry." I didn't reply, already knowing I was never mad at her in the first place. A few moments passed before she spoke again. "I'm actually a Syren. A full-out, mind-controlling, water-bending Syren. Wow..." I felt her body relax as her breathing began to level. Soon enough she was out like a log, snoring and all.

EMP Surge (Handheld) Internal Acoustic SensorsEnvironmental Masking (Wind) The CoreHard-Wired GuardThe "Ring" Proximity Ethan used a small, high-frequency disruptor he’d salvaged in Marseille to fry the hatch's sensor. We dropped into a tunnel that smelled of liquid nitrogen and sterile plastic. The interior of the clinic was a labyrinth of white corridors and silent, humming machinery. This was where the "Weavers" were made. This was where Sarah’s face had been reconstructed. As we reached the central atrium, the sound of a piano echoed through the glass halls. It was a haunting, familiar melody—the same Chopin piece Eleanor used to play in New York.

Her voice was calm, almost unnervingly so. “Ms. Alvarez,” the woman began, her tone smooth. “Congratulations on your recent victories. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Dr. Valeria Soren. You’ve done well to cripple our Prague facility, but you’ve mistaken an appendage for the whole.” Elena’s jaw tightened. “What do you want?” Soren’s lips curled into a faint smile. “To inform you that the Hydra always learns, always evolves. You’ve been clever, but your cleverness ends here.”

The snow outside began to tremble. Blaise froze mid-step, head snapping up. The world around him stilled. Even the wind seemed to hold its breath. Then he heard it—a note so high it pierced through the storm’s quiet like light through glass. It wasn’t a sound of this world. It shimmered, woven of air and heartbeats and something sacred. “What’s that?” Beth gasped, clutching Ryker’s arm. Blaise’s hand went to his chest. “It’s her,” he whispered. “It’s Alora.”

Alexei said, pointing to devices the attacking packs had placed around the perimeter that emitted tones Elena couldn't hear but made her abilities harder to maintain. "They've been studying us longer than I thought because someone taught them how to interfere with silver wolf bond manipulation." Baby Katerina clutched her head and whimpered from the sound assault, clearly more affected than the adults because her abilities were constantly active at a level she hadn't learned to regulate. Elena had to choose between defending the compound and protecting her daughters from the sonic weapons designed to incapacitate silver wolves after Catherine started crying from the discomfort. "Get the chil

They might fight like cats and dogs but deep inside their heart, they care for each other. “I will.” Elena promised which made Sean sigh in relief. Just then his phone buzzed. He excused himself to attend the call. Elena also left for her room. On the way she took out her phone from her trouser pocket and dialled a number. “Hello.” “Hello, Soniya.” “ What’s up mate? How are you doing and tell me did you change your mind. Please tell me you did. I’m dying to hear from you.” Soniya’s voice brimmed from the other end.

Sia swallowed saliva nervous as she reached for the back to untie her mask but just then another figure joined them "Good evening ladies, lovely party Carmen" if Sia was a fool she would think the lady with a melodious voice was no mom but from the way she was dressed to the way she carried herself she knew it was none other than Eleanor aka Crystal her mom was standing before her just as the rest waited for her to take off the mask "Good to see you, Eleanor, just in time to meet my soon-to-be daughter-in-law, "Carmen said charmingly as she turned to Sia waiting for her to take off her mask and all the women together with her mom waited for her with a smile

Right now, her boss was the only one that she could actually trust despite the situation. “The sound stopped,” Michael said as he pressed a button on his watch. It was a button that allowed Alba to track them and contact him through the hearing device he had on his ear. He listened to Alba’s voice on the other line as Elena continued to take deep breaths beside him.