Sonic Boom Classic Novels & Stories

"And one more thing—because of the recent public backlash, the company's reputation has taken a serious hit. As a result, our largest partner has just frozen all cooperation with us." I swept my cold gaze over every pale face in the room. "The board held an emergency meeting overnight and required me to cut 30% of the company's operating costs within 24 hours to handle the potential crisis. I took a deep breath and finished, "In other words, your layoff notices will arrive in your email inboxes by tomorrow morning. Meeting adjourned."

Zephyra said with a laugh. “Karma’s a bitch,” Brady replied. He started to smile but winced, his hand moving to the nasty gash on his lip. With a nod of his head, he invited her inside. “What happened?” Zephyra asked, stepping inside what was obviously a man cave. The flat-screen TV covered the whole wall, a central hub connected to a lot of fancy sound and game systems. There were bean bags, leather couches, and various chairs all around the room. She didn’t see any knickknacks or decorations that weren’t gaming, guns, or hunting paraphernalia.

Without warning, a huge screech blasted through the yard, almost knocking everyone over. As he staggered backwards, Lucas could see that the wad of material he’d dropped was unfurling, and the valves were slowly but surely coming apart. They all disintegrated in a series of tiny explosions that no one had any chance of hearing. Then, as abruptly as it had come, the sonic wave ceased. The guns were back on Miller before he had chance to take advantage. Frobisher grabbed at the valves but saw they were beyond repair. ‘Oops!’ Lucas said. His ears rang.

the population from what they termed a "Biological Cult." Avery stood on the observation deck of the old Ritz-Carlton, her hair whipped by a wind that tasted of impending rain and ozone. In her hand, she held a handheld sensor that mapped the acoustic signatures of the warships. "They’ve deployed the 'Sonic-Distruptors,'" Tommy said, his face illuminated by the bioluminescent moss on the walls. "They aren't using traditional shells. they're broadcasting a high-frequency dissonance designed to shatter the Sombra-marrow. If they hit the resonance frequency of the Coral-Spire, the roots will liquify. The building will collapse into the sea."

I just thought of Doom. Hoping that Doom will show up tonight.

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Jamie's eyes were unfocused, as if she wasn't even processing what was going on in front of her. At that rate, she was going to beat Wilson to death. It was Lucas's shrill scream that finally snapped her back. "Jamie! There's only five minutes left on the bomb—forget him, save me!" Only then did Jamie stagger toward Lucas, fumbling to dismantle the device strapped to his chest. But then, Wilson sat up and gripped the remote controller in his hand, smiling as blood trickled from his lips. "Let's all go to hell together."

The sheer force would crush anything beneath it. The spider bot shattered under the blow, sparks flying, then burst into roaring flames. "River, what the hell are you doing? That’s your work, your masterpiece!" Zane’s voice shook with disbelief. I didn’t answer. My eyes stayed locked on the burning wreckage. The bot’s power system shouldn’t have been capable of producing flames that large. It was another thing that didn’t add up. The fire raged for over ten minutes before dying down. I grabbed the extinguisher from the corner and doused the remains. The blackened parts scattered across the floor…