Sonic Cries Novels & Stories

​Around me, the Southern warriors drop, their hands flying to their ears as their partial transformations collapse back into human skin. ​"Hold the line!" Clyde’s roar splits the acoustic fog, a deep, psychic boom that cuts through the mechanical shriek.

"It's too late." My head fell back against his arm, my vision going completely black as the sound of Eldrick’s desperate, raw screams filled the frozen canyon, calling my name into a night that refused to answer.

I scream in anguish. "Cedriiiiiiiiiiiiiic!!!!" 😭😭😭😭😭😭

She was so light, and her skin was colder than it should have been. Behind me, I could hear Sylas. He wasn't dead yet, but he sounded like he wished he was. He was letting out these crazed, high-pitched cries that echoed off the high ceiling. "No!" he screamed, his voice cracking. "No, no, no! What have you done? You’ve ruined it! What have you done to me?"

“I was so stupid that I lost what made me happy.” I rapidly hugged her as her grip on my back tightened. “it’s okay,” “I am sorry Siren,” she cried. “It okay,” wiping her tears. “I don’t want to lose you every again,” “You won’t I promise,” A smile appeared on her face while tears flooded down her cheeks.

Ashiel dropped to his knees again, unmoving. “GET UP!” Cris yelled, slashing through enemies with silver fire. But Ashiel didn’t move. He whispered something no one could hear. His eyes vacant. Like he had already lost. Cris turned, breathing hard, and looked at Ken. Then said, softly— “I’m not a monster… don’t run away from me.” His eyes turned black-red. The silver fire around him surged—violent and alive. Then he exploded. A sonic blast of power rippled outward, turning every shadowed creature to ash.

ADRIAN'S POV I was alone again. Back on the muddy riverbank, the sound of the water is still murmuring. But this time, it was different. This time, I heard something else. Crying. A raw, desperate sound that ripped through the quiet. It was a man’s voice. Damien’s voice. “No! I can’t! He needs me! Let me go!”

[AUTHOR'S VOICE] "Oh, Moon Goddess! I humbly request, please take away this pain. I am unable to breathe — my lungs are filled with smoke that hiss; I cannot scream my lungs out. Please heal my soul…!" —— Hesitatingly, a pair of startling chartreuse eyes slowly opened only to collide with a heavy set of bright dots that evilly pulsated effortlessly, to make the one who has just woken up from a dry, dreamless world, groan in response to their blinding reflections.

I am left screaming into the void, my grief and pain echoing through the empty room. In the depths of my anguish, I unleash a primal scream that reverberates through the room. It tears through the air, an anguished cry escaping from the depths of my soul. The sound that erupts from me is raw, unfiltered, and filled with a torrent of emotions that words alone cannot express.

Those big and innocent eyes that usually glowed were filled with fear at this moment. Sonny opened his mouth to cry, but he could not make a sound. Perhaps it was because he was frightened. Serenity’s tears welled up at once. With a pale face and shaking hands, Serenity kept patting Sonny’s back and hugged him tightly. She cried, “Sonny, it’s Aunt Seren. I’m right here. Sonny, make a sound and cry it out. Don’t scare me…” Sonny looked at Serenity and focused his gaze on her. When it was clear that the person holding him was Serenity, he cried out loud.