Sonic As Human Novels & Stories

He disliked Chelsea and her family. Lucas was still trying to bully him as he had done in the past. However, Sonny was no longer the same. He had been training in martial arts for many years. Although he was still inferior to Laurence, Lucas was an easy opponent for him. Lucas could no longer bully him. Even Matthew and Emma were not his opponents. Duncan had told Sonny that other people would be courteous to him once he grew stronger.

Really cleansing. He doesn’t even have the decency to acknowledge me as he shifts into his human aspect, which he’s managed to refine over the last couple weeks. So much so that if you missed the faint godly luminescence about him or couldn’t feel the infrasonic thrum of divinity, you’d think he was just some self-appreciating asshole GQ model who turned up in Candlewood for photo shoot advertising some stupid manufacturer’s winter gear or snowboarding equipment.

I said sobbing. "Why on earth would I do that!" He exclaimed. "Because there is fifty percent chance that the baby might be human." I said. He went silent after that. "I thought you might reject the baby, especially when you hated me for being human once." "Please, don't reject the baby. Please." I begged still not looking up at him. I felt him suddenly hug me. He was holding me tight as I cried on his chest. "How could you ever think I would do such thing. Its our baby. My baby." he said pulling away. "I don't care if he or she is human. The baby will still be my baby."

I am still human. Diego: Being human does not make you weak! And you're no longer human. What makes you human is your past and your thoughts. This is not you're world. Here if you're not strong you won't survive. In the human world, it's too peaceful. There is no need for you to fight. But here it's different. When will you wake up and realise that this is not earth! This is not you're world! Your rules and laws don't work here. When you realise that, you will definitely become strong.

Ignoring the sounds of the night, he returned to his work, a beacon of detached focus. "Stuart," a voice beckoned from the nearby forest. Unfazed, Stuart continued his tasks, his piercing gaze unyielding. "Stuart," the voice persisted, its ethereal quality cutting through the silence. Curiosity overriding caution, he stepped out into the chilling night. "Stuart, come swiftly," the voice echoed persistently, weaving through the trees like a siren's call. Approaching the roadside, he inquired, "Did you hear someone calling me?"

Dominic replied, “let’s break this down. Honestly, I am becoming more sympathetic toward humans. My daughter is human, I’ve employed a human to care for her, and I even dated a human, though that really didn’t go well.” Adam just listened.

In one swift movement, he ripped her heart out. My healing sped up like a hundred times stronger and I got up halfway, wolfing out completely and growling angrily. The attacker was waiting for me to come. Lance burst into the room. He hit the attacker with his shoulder and he went flying in my direction. I wasted no time in pouncing on his vitals and I devoured him, tearing him from limb to limb, until he was shredded beyond recognition. I turned back into my human form and burst out sobbing. Sonia ran to me and held me, stroking me gently.

David sighs. “I wish I had alcohol.” David takes out his log and adds alcohol to the list of things he needs. “WAIT!” David quickly covers his mouth and surveys the area. Once nothing happens, David opens his log and turns to a blank page. Why have I never thought of this? David imagined a page that included information about himself. David Sanchez Classification: Animal (Proto-Superhuman) Description: A human at the peak of the human condition and more, David Sanchez was sent to Foserense as the first human being. Due to his stay here, David Sanchez has been continuously getting stronger and tougher.

“It explains why you don’t feel the mate bond.” Time freezes. My breath catches in my throat, and for a single, jarring moment, I feel something close to panic. Not fear—just something deeply unfamiliar. “What?” His words echo in my skull, hollow and surreal. Sonia suddenly storms toward us, voice pitched with disbelief. “That’s not possible! My King, she’s only a human. She can’t be your mate.” “For once, I agree with her,” I add tightly. “Except for the human part, of course.”

"You old bastard! That's for bullying my dad!" He was Nicky Yates, Caleb's five-year-old son, conceived via IVF after more than a dozen attempts. Emery's entire family treasured him like royalty and spoiled him rotten. I grabbed Nicky by the scruff of his neck, hoisted him up, and delivered a sharp smack to his butt. "If your father won't teach you basic manners, I'll gladly do it today!" Nicky wrapped his arms around my thigh and bit down hard. I grunted in pain and instinctively threw him off me.