Sonic Chilling Novels & Stories

powerful. Tears were being forced out of the corners of his eyes by the intense cold. He sturdily brought himself to his feet and met Malachai’s gaze. Malachai raised his sword, and Alex stared back at him, feeling a degree of anger he had never experienced before. For a second, he did not even know if he was in control of his own actions. Suddenly, he released a long and loud cry as he swung his sword at Malachai’s. As their blades clashed again, Alex hit it with such incredible force that it instantly shattered Malachai’s sword.

I didn't notice that my hair was flaming red. I was startled because of the sudden cry of a bird, it sounds like a cry of getting hurt. I felt weak and had goosebumps because it won't stop, and my body is getting hot. I could feel my breathing getting heavy. "Kill them..." I heard a voice, not from Grandpapa, not from Zale, but this voice is full of hatred. And I feel like I'm going to puke because of this. "Kill those who dared to hurt the heir of the wind my child." And thus, my mind went blank and went to deep sleep.

‘’What the HELL was that!’’ Vera then said with her ears bleeding and clutching them in pain. ‘It’s what I call the Deadly Sonic Scream my final fifth power which I apparently copied from your Sirenic power and tweaked it to something worse.’’ I then said to her still with my deadly smirk. It was then Vera looked around and noticed how all her mindless minions were no longer under her control. Apparently my deadly sonic scream had broken through the spell.

Selena didn't stir; she only let out a soft sigh in her sleep. "Oh, Wildcat... so sleepy," he murmured, his voice a low, dark caress. He leaned in even closer, catching that faint, sweet scent of hers that had been haunting his thoughts all night. Suddenly, he snapped out of the trance. His expression hardened back into the icy mask of the CEO. He stood up straight and delivered a sharp, loud CLAP right next to her ear. "Miss Selena!" "AAHH!" Selena screamed, jumping so violently that her chair skidded backward. Her heart felt like it was going to leap out of her throat. Disoriented and panicked, her heels caught on the carpet, and she began to lose her balance, tilting dangerously backward.

a voice whispered. It was a small, trembling sound—the kind of sound a rabbit makes when it's cornered by a pack of wolves. I straightened up, my skin prickling. I didn't think; I just moved. I didn't care that I didn't have a stitch of clothes on. I didn't care that my knuckle tattoos were still red from the cold. I followed the sound toward the back, my bare feet silent on the rubber matting. Miller and two of the freshmen were crowded around a corner. They were laughing, Miller’s large hand braced against a locker, pinning something—someone—into the shadows.

Every tiny sound seemed louder. I felt a sudden, sharp shock of cold. I gasped as he trailed an ice cube slowly down my neck. He moved it in slow circles, following the line of my throat down to the space between my breasts. The ice was melting, and I could feel the cold water trickling down my skin, making me shiver. He moved the cube over my breast, circling one nipple until it was hard and sensitive. The contrast between the freezing ice and my hot, flushed skin was almost too much to bear.

The subterranean chamber felt like the inside of a dying star, the air vibrating with a high-frequency digital shriek as the girl from the tank slammed against the iron-bound door, her obsidian limbs sparking with a violent, rhythmic violet energy that threatened to liquefy the very stone beneath her feet, Silas stood in the rubble, a shadow forged from blood and unyielding iron, his silenced pistol leveled at Beatrice Vance with a predatory, lethal intent that made the surrounding dust freeze in mid-air. Verina’s mother didn't scream, she simply stared at the sonic round in Silas’s hand, her face a mask of chilling, professional disappointment as she realized the "Asset" she had spent a dec

She lunges forward, her hand darting toward my throat with a hidden, high-frequency sonic blade, but Clyde is faster. He doesn't let her reach me. His massive hand snaps out, catching her wrist in mid-air with a sound like a cracking branch. The shadow-aura around him flares, a localized, suffocating vacuum that instantly neutralizes the sonic blade, turning the metal to brittle, grey dust. "She’s poisoned," Clyde growls, his golden eyes narrowing as he detects the familiar, metallic tang of the Silver-Sieve in the woman’s blood.

Riska shouted, aiming her phone flashlight into the eyes of the zombies, trying to disrupt their focus. The Master AI, now working for 'Nutritional Optimization & Happiness,' blinked yellow and emitted a powerful low-frequency sound wave. VVVVWWWOOOOMMMMMM! The sound wave slammed into the Sucrose Zombies, making them stagger and groan in agony, compounding the effect of the heat. [Warning! 'Master AI Fitness Freak' activated 'Sugar Disintegration Sonic Wave' (New Modification)!] [Effect: Causes the sugar structure of Sucrose Zombies to vibrate violently, accelerating the melting process! Physical defense -40%!]

It reached for its throat. A high-pitched, screeching whistle tore through the air. It wasn't a sound humans could hear, but the wolves in the room collapsed instantly. Victor hit his knees, his hands clawing at his ears. Blood leaked from his nose. He let out a choked, agonized roar as the sonic frequency hammered into his brain, paralyzing his muscles. "Victor!" Elodie scrambled out of the vent, Rhoda and Zack right behind her.