Dark Sonic Novels & Stories

The husky voice that spoke next did not belong to the two women, "I personally think that'd be a wonderful idea" The man that owned the deep baritone was quite tall and chiseled, like polished refined glass. His golden brown hair was sleeked back to perfection with a few strands purposefully brushing his forehead. His eyes were a healthy shining brown colour, complementing a perfectly pointed nose and a painfully sharp clean shaven jawline. Dinah nearly dropped her glass in excitement and in less than a freaking nanosecond, Sreya saw the Kirkgarde sibling go from twenty-five to six.

He looked at her innocent face which was looking lifeless now. "Bunny! Please open your eyes... Please..." He tried to crawl closer but he was stuck. He noticed footsteps getting louder. They were surrounding his car. He didn't move his eyes from Her face but he recognised the voice of his enemies. "Burn him down along with his fucking car... Make sure they won't even find his fucking ashes." Dominick was bleeding heavily, he was holding her hand tightly until darkness gathered around his eyes. His heart dropped when he realised thatshe is not with him anymore.

Scented with musk and memory. Serena’s world went dark, her hearing sharpening to every shuffle of movement, every breath. The earpiece buzzed once. “Part your legs.” She obeyed. Fingers brushed the insides of her thighs. She didn’t know who. Dorian? Luca? She wanted them all. At once. A cool, vibrating plug pressed to her entrance. She moaned. “Take it,” came Jace’s voice. “You’re our pretty little toy tonight.” The plug slipped in, slow, stretching, filling her completely. She gasped.

Activating its powers again, the halberd set loose a sudden surge of purplish-gold brilliance and the destructive beam shot at the Human King of the Chamber. Bong! Bong! The Human King took out a little drum and pounded hard on its face. The little drum shone like a diamond as it rumbled, and the air quivered. Boom! That shattered the purplish-gold beam fired by Chu Xun's halberd and the sonic waves came crashing like tidal waves. Sonic wave attacks?! It was the sort of attack that Chu Xun would always find cumbersome for it deals damage directly to one's soul. The sonic waves came like an unstoppable tide, falling down trees and tearing them into chips and flakes with terrifying efficacy.

But today, the silence was murdered by the sound of engines. It wasn't the high-pitched, mosquito whine of electric surveillance drones. It was a guttural, deep-throated roar that vibrated in the chest. It was the sound of heavy diesel-combustion hybrids—Old World tech that didn't care about radiation or EMPs.

Wet sounds obscene in the quiet car. The driver glanced in the rearview quickly, then looked away. Probably thought we were just talking close. Talking business. Dom’s tongue flicked faster. Sucked my clit between his lips hollowed his cheeks. Fingers digging into my ass holding me down. I convulse sudden, coming. Body locking. Walls fluttering. Silent scream muffled in my palm. I flooded his mouth with my pussy juice, he drank every drop. Groaned like I was the best thing he’d ever tasted.

My scream broke again Louder than the ringtone Louder than my sanity Because I came again I exploded around him like I was trying to burn myself out from the inside My body convulsed My pussy gushed My fingers twisted in the sheets like they were the only things keeping me from floating away and I cried his name over and over while my cunt pulsed around his knot like it was fucking worshipping it “Damon—Daddy—Daddy please—fuck me through it—keep going—lock me down—make me forget I ever had a phone—make me forget my fucking name—”

“Instead, they've given us a blueprint of their desperation. Let's go.” “But why are these Sentinels unconscious?” I asked, my confusion evident. “Oh, them.” Malcolm pointed to a metal bar hidden beneath a tangle of strange wires. “There's a sonic trigger here. It emits a high-frequency pulse designed to induce a shock to the nervous system. Look.” “Does it electrocute you?” I asked, peering closer. “It induces a hypnotic state,” Malcolm corrected, straightening up. He then looked at me, a glint in his eye. “So, do you want to walk, or shall I carry you?”

Bellamy whimpered as he sliced through the last symbol. With the patch of skin removed, Bellamy snapped his fingers again and crystal decanter containing a blue liquid appeared in his hand. He slowly poured the liquid over the wound on Lissa’s chest making the skin underneath sizzle as tendrils of smoke rose from the wound. Her ear-piercing screams rang throughout the room again. Bellamy hissed as the liquid splashed up, burning his hands, leaving behind bright red blisters. Once the decanter was emptied, he placed his glowing hands over the place where the branding had been and began to mumble an incantation.