Scourge Sonic Novels & Stories

“What the hell was that?” Scott asked as he and Jo turned from the sound the scream had come from and made eye contact with one another. “It was Cass--but I don’t know why she’s screaming,” Jo said. She took another glance at Ryker and saw that he seemed to be recovering from the cuts in his arm and the pain from the Transformation serum. She started heading in the direction that the scream had come from as she asked both Cass and Zane, “What’s going on?” over the IAC.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

"They're attacking right now." "Which means we might be too late," Solace said. "Or we might be perfectly on time," Vex replied. She started moving faster down the hill. "Come on. All of you. We need to reach the city before the gates close, before they decide we're too risky to let in." We moved faster, our exhaustion temporarily overridden by the urgency of the situation. The sounds of battle grew clearer as we approached—screaming, the clash of metal on metal, and beneath it all, that psychic pressure that I'd learned to recognize as the presence of the Scourge.

the second mage shrieked, his voice a grating, high-frequency blast. The Dread-Hounds lunged. These weren't animals; they were kinetic engines of muscle and teeth. One snapped at Thorne's shoulder, its bioluminescent ribs flaring as it prepared to discharge a sonic burst. THUMP-WHIRRR. A bolt of concentrated blue energy struck the hound in the flank. Cassius had taken a position on the ridge, his pulse-rifle dialed to a "Silence-Frequency" that neutralized the hound’s internal resonance before it could fire. The beast collapsed, its ribs dimming to a dull grey.

,Arena seemed to catch the frequency, "The room you are in is the room rumored to have that deadly curse. There used to be two people who died there.." Taking a long breath, Arena continued: "Have you heard Mozart's sonata? When the music plays, someone dies. It's the SONATA CURSE." The thunder resounded throughout the sky when mentioning the death sonata.

“I thought you said yes to this?” “You didn’t give me all the details. I thought I had the ability to choose, at least.” He shook his head. “No, Veni. The Alpha of Devil Siege is the strongest alliance we can possibly have right now, especially with Claw Forge joining forces with Fire-Fur.” I got off the bed and started to pace. This was so not going the way I remembered it. “I can’t mate with the Alpha of Demon Siege. No one knows what he looks like. For all we know, he’s a century old wolf with a fetish for owning young wolves. And worse, he is by known far and wide as the deadliest Alpha in the whole country.”

His reaction was a mix of horror and complete astonishment. He stared at the terrifying figure from head to toe with his eyes wide open. Then, he began to become defensive and yelped, "Amaranth, where did you get something like this? You’re scaring me! You win, you win! I give up. Are you happy now? I promise to forgive you if you drop the act and come out now!" However, the only thing resembling a response was the suffocating air circulating inside the morgue. He listened to his voice echo inside the claustrophobic space.

"Shadowthorn essence is a dark poison derived from the thorns of the nightshade plant. They cause terrifying hallucinations, leading to paralysis." "While Whisperwind Venom is harvested from the elusive Whisperwind spiders dwelling in the ethereal forests, this poison imbues one's mind with haunting whispers and illusions, driving them to the brink of madness." "These poisons are not easily found. They are only in Kingdom Solstice." As tears streaked down my cheeks, I struggled to make sense of Dr. Halt's words. My shoulders sagged under the weight of the brutal revelation, and my eyes widened in shock. Frantically, I scanned the room, desperate for answers that slipped through my fingers li

Her presence is cold. Scourgeborn. Under the gods, yet more feared by them, come the Scourgeborn—Veilwalkers to the mortal folk. They are no gods, yet Primordial Sentinels who were born with the world formed by the gods and discarded remains of chaos and essence. Each possesses one, and only one, absolute magical ability—time distortion, plague, gravity, decay, soundlessness, or eternal night etc. They maintain the Will of Silence—a holy law which only they may employ magic.