Screaming Into The Void Novels & Stories

Mirroring just as much thirst as the one persistently drying up his throat. “It feels illegal to do this at your house.” Dylan whispered over his lips. “So we can't be too loud.” He sat up, ^^Want me to put up a soundproof?^^ Dylan raised a brow at his suggestion and he went on to flaunt his powers again, he let a bubble form over his head like a transparent bubble. **Watch this.** He opened his mouth to let out a loud scream and his eyes blanked out as he realized his action. **Oh, wait– I can't speak.**

The jealousy and frustration were eating her up inside, and she had to do something to break them up. She closed her eyes and concentrated, summoning all her anger and pain. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she felt a faint vibration in her throat. She pushed harder, and a throaty sound escaped her lips. It was not a moan yet, but it was a start. She kept trying, pushing herself to the limit, until she felt a raw, primal scream tearing through her body. It was a scream of rage, of frustration, of desperation. “Good, now I'm going to start recording, and go under the sheets in a blind spot, when I move him up and down, make sure you moan in sync.” Valerie nodded.

Liora. The sound echoed all around him, thin and terrified, tearing through the void like glass shattering. Adrien’s chest crushed inward. He sprinted toward it, though there was no ground, no direction, only endless black shifting beneath his feet. “Liora!” His voice broke. “Hold on, I’m coming!” But the void stretched further, always further. The scream grew fainter, swallowed by the dark. Adrien fell to his knees, clawing at nothing, his blood and fire spilling into the endless abyss.

Just… white. A void. A scream. A universe tearing at its seams. The force throws me backward, my feet leaving the ground as the barrier detonates. The sound is deafening, a cracking roar that feels like it’s happening inside my bones, inside my skull, inside my soul. I can’t hear Clara. I can’t hear myself. I can’t even hear my own heartbeat. Just the shatter. The divine echo the goddess’s puppet collapses to her knees, her face flickering like a broken mirror. Her voice distorts, overlapping, fracturing.

he I started to shake myself away until he let me fall off the bed;first." suddenly it felt like I was falling into an endless void.; I was screaming,void. but words failed me. “You are never getting away from me;screaming, you belong to me." Hisme; voice faded into the background. I woke up, and." His my eyes widened as I gasped for breath. My voice suddenly came back! I screamed.up, and My body jerked upright before I even understood where I was.

The air… if there was any… felt alive, pressing against me from all sides. And then I felt it. Eyes. Watching. Dozens, maybe hundreds, all fixed on me from somewhere in the void. Then whispers rose, a sickening sound—distorted, broken, overlapping like a thousand voices speaking at once in a languages I didn’t understand. A shiver ran straight down my spine. If you stare into the void too long, it will stare back. Cael’s words came out of nowhere, slicing through the noise. I turned slowly, but there was nothing to see—only darkness.

The void’s final command echoed through my mind. "Without showing any sign of life." Slowly, I lay back against the cold stone floor exactly as I had before. Still. Silent. My breathing slowed until it was barely noticeable. My power folded inward, buried deep behind the veil. Seconds passed. Then— A sound. Soft at first. A whimper. Then another. Children. My eyes stayed closed, but the sound crawled into my bones. More voices joined it. Crying. Begging. Then the screaming started.

The void doesn't just swallow me; it erases the concept of down. I don't scream—screaming requires a throat that hasn't pixelated into a dry, static-filled vacuum. For three seconds of pure, unrendered black, gravity is a forgotten law. Then, the world slams back into existence with the force of a physical blow.

WAKE UP! The scream that sears the room from top to bottom is a sound I’ve never heard before. It hurts. It stings my throat and bursts my eardrums. A screech echoes somewhere in the distance, followed instantly by a strange stillness that traps me in an unwanted embrace. I can’t move. I can’t see. I can’t feel. But someone is here with me. In my head. Gripping my powers and twisting them into submission until I fold, slipping back into the void.

Gathering as much energy as I can, I start to scream for a life already lost. “Help me please!” My screams seem to bounce off the walls and echo back to me. “Somebody…. Anybody, please help me!” The silence that follows is deafening. I wait. I listen. Nothing. My legs give out beneath me and I sink to my knees, bruising them in the process, the chill from the stone floors seeping into my bones. Somewhere above–or maybe below–a distant clanking sound breaks through the silence. Pipes? Chains? I can’t tell. The echo is distorted, too far to make sense of. I hold my breath, hoping for a voice, a footstep, anything I could cling onto at this point, but alas I’m left alone to the sounds of my ima