Cringe Sonic Ocs Novelas e Histórias

Seth smiled, his eyes fixed on me. “I'm sorry, Omega.” He said with his perfect smile. Even at that moment, he didn't stop looking so good. Fear made me scream to alert the people in the restaurant. But no matter how much they heard my screams, no one did anything to help me. Slowly I fell asleep and went into a trance.

The man bowed to Madam Owen and Marcus looked at me before clearing his throat. Before he could speak, Sonia rushed to us with a phone. "Isn't that my phone?" I asked and Sonia smiled. She approached her father, leaned on him and told him to watch a video. At first, Marcus smiled rubbing her hair, but his expression later turned serious. "What is it?" I asked. Instead of responding to me, he passed the phone to Collins who later passed it to me. In the video, an Omega was beating another Omega. "We would be back," Marcus said getting up with Collins.

The air vibrates as the call grows louder. Their bodies begin to shake violently. Water crushes around them from every direction. Bones crack. Skin splits. They try to scream but the ocean takes their voices. The pressure increases. Then they collapse. Their bodies crumble under the force. Turning to dust that scatters across the wet floor. The song ends abruptly. Silence slams into the room. Broken glass drips water onto the ground. My sons stare at me. Wide-eyed in excitement I rush to them, pulling them into my arms.

The frightening soundwave shook Sir Osborn, Paxton, and the other regular Osborn family members into bleeding out of their orifices and falling to the ground. Swenson looked shocked. “Is that Sydartha Society’s Titanium Leo-roar?” Hank Veal’s signature skill? Kayson knew it as well?! Judging by how he had executed it, he was close to completing the practice, and even grandmasters could not possibly overlook the effect of the soundwave. “Hah!” Valdis shouted, dispelling Kayson’s soundwave with wrathful eyes that looked like they could spit fire. “Kid, you’re provoking me!”

Unknown P.O.V "That fucker almost broke my arm!" A very dirty-looking man cries hiss as he thinks about his encounter with one of the badass omegas he has ever met in his life. "Who did this?" the man sitting at the computer desk said after puffing out the smoke from his cigarette. He sounds boring as he looks at the man. He is sure about some badass Alpha kick his man ass.

𝗠𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗻 '𝗼𝗼𝗳' 𝗮𝘀 𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗮 𝘀𝘂𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗹. "Nica." "Ooh...my Zannicus..." 𝗜 𝗰𝗵𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗹�

It was a command. ‘Yeah.’ I agreed. Byron was right. Somehow, the sound of the Triton seemed a little off. Instead of a usually soft and melodic rhythm, it was now giving off a mournful frequency like it was scared of something. ‘Fleex, I know you’re still here. Can you do me a favor?’ I called for the little Octopus that helped us a while ago. Apparently, it was still here since I felt its presence getting closer and creeping just below us.

He just said, “Now.” The quick-witted female in front of the server banks smacked her finger onto a key. "Not an alarm. A switch." Panels slid back with a hydraulic hiss from above. No sprinkler systems. The four cylindrical objects lowered, each with a low-pitched, piercing hum that resonated in your bones. Sonic disruptors. Non-lethals, but totally debilitating

“If you do not want me here, you can fuck o—” A low, primal growl cut me off. It was so deep, it vibrated through the floorboards and straight up my spine. Osric had turned, his usual blue eyes flickering into a molten, amber-gold. His chest rose and fell in ragged heaves as he inhaled sharply, his wolf surging to the surface. He looked like a predator that had finally found its prey. “Ossy?” Lucius whispered, his brow furrowing in confusion.

I don't know if I just sounded rude just now, anyways I didn't mean to, I only said what came to mind then instead of looking like a dummy. "Oh, sorry about that, I told Marcus already that the music was too loud but he ignored me anyways." He explained. Hm, maybe that's why he's here, next door to me. Maybe Marcus is his friend. I hope he isn't living here now, I thought. Nah, that would be too cliché, he can't. Like, what kind of a shitty coincidence would that be? I'll just faint. 'Good idea! Silas would give you CPR'. My subconscious added.