Sonic Boom #2 Novels & Stories

What the hell is that sound?" Kaelor dropped the bundle of pine, the logs thumping into the dirt. He didn't wait for an answer. He was already at the cabin door, his hand white-knuckled around the hilt of the iron blade. Above the valley, the sky didn't just move; it cracked. Three sonic booms ripped through the silence of the morning, shaking the windowpanes until they rattled in their frames.

"Once the baby is here, I'll do my best to give it a good life!" Willow also cackled loudly and continuously, anticipating the birth of her grandchild. I listened to their excited chatter and couldn't stop myself from laughing internally as well. Did they really think that their underhanded ways could trick me again? In their dreams! They had all already fallen into my trap! They had better enjoy themselves while they still could—because their demise was near. Just then, I heard the sound of glass shattering on the ground. "Oops! Hey, don't you think that the wine's a little strong tonight?"

The sound of balls hitting balls—or occasionally, wood—filled the otherwise dull room. A ways from where they were, music boomed loudly, making even the walls and floors of the VIP section of the club pulsate with each beat, regardless of the stark contrasting quietude settling in the room.

Another SUV was obliterated. I glanced at him. “I don’t do business with amateurs.” Sandro chuckled, shaking his head. “Now you’re just showing off.” I pulled the trigger one last time. Boom. The final SUV exploded into a fiery wreck. A beat of silence. Then Sandro exhaled, looking at the destruction with something like admiration. “Yeah,” he muttered. “You’re definitely not a regular billionaire.” I tossed the launcher onto the seat, jaw tight. “Never said I was.”

“It’s just one drink, c’mon. Please?” I take a sip of the bubbly alcoholic beverage to appease Martha. We finish our first glass and Martha gets herself another after we departed around ten forty-five am. I capped myself at one drink then found myself falling asleep looking out at the scenery passing under the window listening to some calming music playing through my air pods.

"You're doing this on purpose! You're getting back at me!" I looked at him through the screen, speaking word by word, "Charles, from the moment you kicked me out, whatever we had was over. I swore that I'd get back at you." Charles went into a frenzy, chucking his phone at the floor. At first, his voice was loud and frantic, but after so long without food and wasting so much energy on screaming and shouting, his voice faded away as well. Through the surveillance, I saw that he'd been completely frozen over like an ice sculpture, and I curled my lips in satisfaction.

Nathan said. I didn’t know what to say, I stayed silent. “I’m ready.” I said, speaking to both Nathan and Aleu. And just then I began to feel it, heat rising up in my body. Every part of my body began to hurt, I could feel my bones starting to shift. A sharp crack echoed through me, pain shooting down my spine. My breathing became uneven as heat rushed beneath my skin, spreading through every part of me. It felt like my body was breaking apart and rebuilding itself at the same time.

"But the party's over." The two silent stones suddenly blazed, the blue with light, the black with fire, and drew in power in a rush so powerful the air around me boomed from the sonic shift. ***

He crushed the tree he was leaning before shouting in annoyance, “Why is there always someone bothering me when I'm relaxing in a comfortable place?!!!” “But from the sound of it, this could only be produced by someone in the Spirit Initiate Realm or a Level 4 Demonic Beast. Hehe... I'll use you instead of disturbing my leisure time, damn it” Xiao Long smirked and immediately went in the direction of the sound.

He kicked his legs up, hooking his heavy winter boots around the neck of the smaller mercenary, using the man’s own momentum to snap him backward into the metal wall of the cabin. The lead mercenary roared in anger, recovering quickly and raising the butt of his rifle to smash it into Leo’s face. But before the blow could land, a low, terrifying rumble echoed from outside the vehicle. It sounded like thunder. But the sky was completely clear. The mercenary froze, looking out the frosted window up at the towering, snow-heavy peaks above them. Leo smirked, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the floor. "I didn't just EMP your truck. I sent a low-frequency sonic resonance ping to the snowpack abo