Sonic Cries Novels & Stories

he shouted and stomped out of the house in anger. “What do I do Lord, help me. I feel so alone.” hugging herself she wept, for the scary present and the unknown tomorrow ****************** A few hours later ****************** “Mum, wake up. You will catch a cold.” Chris shook his mum slowly Disoriented, she looked at her son, “I must have slept off while cleaning.” Chris knew this wasn’t true because the glasses he broke in anger were still scattered on the floor and from the way his mum was curled up on the ground, he knew she had been crying. But he didn't say anything but helped her to the yellow faded couch in the living room.

"N......Nnnnnnnn.....Nnnnnnnnaaaaaaaa....Naaaaaaaaaaa Viiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!" Little Nix looks back at Soph over her mother's shoulder, to only stop her gaze at me. Concern evident in her green eyes as she looks back at me with sadness. "Naaaaaaaa! Naaaa! Naaaaaa!!Nooooooooo" Soph starts crying hysterically, almost going crazy. To only choke. Coughs leaving her lips as she struggled to breathe. Falling down on the ground, taking long breaths,with tears stinging her eyes. "Soppppphhhh!"

] [You learned the following Skills] [Sonar Wave]: Produce a sonar wave from the sound made by your cry to expand the range of your detection. [Spectral Attack]: Transform a small part of your soul into a specter and use it to attack, can deal direct damage into a foe's soul.

Throughout history, whether in the ancient world of martial arts or modern society, sonic attacks had always been a terrifying means that were extremely difficult to defend against. Even Caleb was no exception! Caleb's body trembled violently from the oppressive force of the Heavenly Silence Melody. The vital energy within his body surged like a tide, fiercely resisting the overpowering force of the zither's sonic waves. The main hall beneath his feet shattered into pieces, revealing the gap in strength between him and Kratos!

I giggled, and the next thing that happened shocked me more. Tears cascaded down his cheeks like a stormy rainfall. With each sob that escaped his lips, the weight of his anguish filled the room, suffusing the air with a palpable sense of grief. The sound of his cries echoed through the empty spaces, a haunting melody of pain and loss that reverberated in the silence. In that moment, he was not just shedding tears; he was releasing a torrent of emotions long held captive, letting the raw vulnerability of his tears speak the words his voice could not utter.

"Please," Sonia implored, her voice trembling with vulnerability. "I can't go there right now. I've been crying, and I don't want our Boss to see me like this. Please, just help me out." After a brief moment of contemplation, the male colleague relented, moved by Sonia's shown distress. He nodded and agreed to assist her, offering her a small, understanding smile. Taking the responsibility upon himself, he took the documents from Sonia's trembling hands and made his way to Jayden's office.

{Flashback} {The night of the last full moon} Cries. Miserable, painful cries. He thought he could handle it, but fuck! Every fiber in him was on fire. He wanted to reach out and stop them. The male’s groan went still, silent. A clear sign he had just lost his father. As if that wasn’t enough, another scream followed. A female. "Stop! Please, stop! Don’t do this! Arrgghhhhh!!!"

She roared. Joshua is looking at Mel in shock. Clearly, he didn’t know his sister had a talent. He nodded, and Jaxon was crying. The fear in his eyes breaks my heart. I can’t look in that window right now. I can’t bear to see how Jude may look right now. Mel claps her sonic boom once, and the walls shake…twice, the brick around the doorframe cracks…thrice, and the frame is broken completely. On the fourth clap, the door falls to the ground, and Jaxon snarls viciously, as does Joshua.

Behind us, Xenon’s cold laughter echoed through the room. “This is what happens when hybrids defy their place,” he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. “Alistair was never meant to live. And now, neither are you, Hyacinth.” “Shut up!” Hyacinth screamed, her voice filled with rage. She stood, placing herself between Xenon and Alistair’s body. Her hands clenched into fists, and her eyes burned with fury. Xenon stepped closer, his claws gleaming in the dim light. “You’re just like your mother—foolish, weak, and desperate. But unlike her, you won’t walk away from this alive.”

First, Lucian’s howl. It was not the commanding cry of an alpha. It was the raw, shattered sound of a soul being torn in two. A note of pure anguish that vibrated through the earth, through the air, through the fading threads of my awareness. It was a sound that promised storms that promised blood, which promised the world would burn if it had taken me.