Banshee Scream Novels & Stories

The scream was so powerful that it came with a wind wave and smashed the young man’s skull to the wall. Jane was using her superhumanly Banshee powerful lungs, throat, and vocal cords to produce a sonic scream that could knock a very powerful supernatural being off his feet. She did not want to activate the full strength of her powers to avoid collapsing Lucas’ apartment. She was only using a fraction of her power. Banshees’ screams can pull down any building especially when they use their powers with their full strength. She aims to weaken the young man and not kill him. However, the young man isn’t giving up as he slowly drags himself to his feet. His smashed skull has healed completely. H

My chest clenched, breath frozen. For a second I couldn’t move, couldn’t think, only stare. Then the scream ripped out of me. “MANOLYA!” She jolted, eyes fluttering open just as the creature’s hands reached closer. And I kept screaming.

The smell of the expensive soap and minty taste of the toothpaste are a welcome distraction from the metallic tang of decayed flesh and the blood curdling fear that rushed through me when I heard the banshee’s scream. A true smile breaks across her face, and Goddess, her whole being just lights up. It’s a spectacular, blinding thing I’ve never seen before. “No. I mean are you okay? The child, and killing a banshee, it’s not been a great day for you.” Her voice is soft, laced with genuine concern, and it cuts through my defenses like a jagged knife. I try to spin it, the ingrained habit of deflection kicking in. “Are you-”

While the students were gathered, she walked into the assembly hall slowly with a calculative step, putting on a black hoodie, which was pulled over her face. She wore her oversized black sunglasses which shielded her eyes from having eye contact with her classmates, and to prevent people from seeing her reddish and puffy eyes. She tried suppressing the emotional pain that emerged from her. Her jeans hung loosely on her waist and her white sneakers were too clean, like they hadn’t touched a single dirt. She wrapped a dark blue scarf around her face, covering the scar that still carried a fresh wound that ached her. Her hands were buried in the pocket of her hoodie.

Iris. As the words leave Josh’s ugly mouth, his fangs gleam in the light. I freeze. My blood runs cold. “NO, Josh! Don’t…!” Dinah’s scream shatters the moment. But it’s too late. One of them lunges at her. His teeth sink into her neck. I watch, helplessly, as her eyes stretch wide, pain, fear, disbelief, before they roll back and she crumples. Blood spills down her chest. The vampire lifts his mouth, blood staining his lips, his eyes wild.

I felt her slipping farther from my reality. Two more knives materialized out of thin air and cut me good. My surrounding men had all fled or been hit with knives. The man before me was formidable he wouldn't allow stray bullets to ring out and cause panick or pin us to a chaotic scene. "Shields please." I started to panick as the blood began slipping from my body. I felt my heartbeat slow to a loud thump as my head went light and the dizziness claimed my perception. I pleaded, "You and I were best friends Reece, we were brothers. How'd you let a woman come between us? She was mine first, I got her first."

cried Price. “Language!” Amy and I chided him at the same time. Isaac faced me with an incredulous frown. “C’mon.” I produced my phone, where I had downloaded Trisha’s SLS app, and looked up at the couch. “May I, ma’am?” “Show him,” the phone app replied, giving the Haunters a good start. “Thank you.” I opened the app and let Isaac see my screen. The sticks showed Ann sitting on the couch, with Edward and Joseph standing behind her like soldiers.

Everything about the forest filled her with fear until it overflowed. Another scream ripped through the frigid air and Chloe jumped, whipping around in a circle looking in vain for an invisible threat. The third scream seemed to flip a switch in the blonde and her limbs burst into life, carrying her through the blanketed wilderness in the direction of the screaming. The further she travelled the louder the screams got. Eventually she picked up the scent of wood fire and the unmistakable scent of stale alcohol. For a moment Chloe questioned why she could smell such things in the middle of nowhere, but it wasn't long before she could make out the shapes of a rundown hunting cabin and snowmobil