Sonic Cries Novels & Stories

"Big words from a man trapped in my ward." "Trapped?" I grin wider, my fangs flashing. "This little light show? It tickles." The New Order members—eighteen of them, all in their stupid black-and-red robes—raise their sonic devices in unison. The sound hits me like a hammer to the skull. I double over with a grunt, pain exploding behind my eyes, my ears ringing. My bones vibrate like they're about to shatter, my vision going black. It fucking burns. I sway, gritting my teeth, fighting the pull at my consciousness.

Anything to fight the cries. I plug my phone in, open Spotify and put on the gym playlist that is as ancient and untouched as most fossils. Van Halen’s ‘Jump’ fills the room. But the cries still squeeze my brain, poke my heart. They’re a long, sustained pitch. I grab the eyeball, open the curtains, then the window, and throw the eyeball out of my life. I slam the window shut and close the curtains, but the cries and screams continue. “Stop it!” I open the minibar and drink everything in there. Gin, whisky, wine. All of it.

Sonia screamed, her voice breaking as she watched her child being led away from her. Vladimir began to cry, his small body shaking with sobs as Victor carried him into the mansion. The sight of her son's tears, the sound of his distress, was more than Sonia could bear. --- Later that evening Sonia stood before a fountain in the center of a public park, her reflection wavering in the rippling water. The bandages covering half her face seemed to glow white in the fading daylight, a stark reminder of everything she had lost. Tears flowed continuously down her cheeks—a river of grief that seemed to have no end.

I looked Ryker’s way, thinking it might be some animal native to Lunar Isle, but he seemed just as confused as I was. “What on fucking earth is that?” I tilted my head. The sound was familiar. “Does that sound like a crying baby to you?” “Crying? More like screaming for its life.” Something odd happened then. The sound rippled and branched off like the different avenues of a stream. The cries began to overlap with slight, almost miniscule, differences. “Whatever it is, it’s not a single one of them. It’s a bunch. Can you hear it? They’re all screaming.”

On this silent night, I can hear my silent cries the loudest. 🔸🔸🔸

My screams grow louder, filling the silence, as my heart pounds ferociously in my chest. My throat burns from the tears and the raw screams that escape me, and in that moment, I realize I have more tears inside me than words to express my pain. So, I cry. I cry until my eyes feel heavy and no more tears can flow. I’m not just crying for Richie; I’m crying for myself, for my dad, and for every single thing that has been weighing heavily on my heart. Each sob feels like a release, an acknowledgment of the struggles I’ve been facing, and I allow myself to feel every bit of it.

She questioned and Darcie started singing the song that Suzanne normally sing for her as lullaby when she was young 🎶Tell me when you get hurt, I'll take half of it and dance with your tears I'll sing you lullabies till you sleep. I'll tip your face with my fingers gently till you fall in a nightmare, You'll see you there loving me and tearing ice shining, how pretty are you looking like that I am crying I am crying. I wanna leave you in that big blue silence but I can't help it sinking with you deeper I am trying I am trying🎶 Suzanne was shocked as she drop the gun "Sonia??? She said and Darcie nodded, Suzanne ran to her and hug her tightly and burst out crying, she caress her back and D

I whipped my head at her face only to see her eyes opened, her eyes staring into space. My heart dropped seeing her expression. "S-sona" I called out but she didn't move or even look at me. I placed my hand on her face "S-sona"I called her name softly but once my hand touched her skin she jumped up and started to scream. "LEAVE ME...PLEASE...P-PLEASE LEAVE ME....P-PLEASE.....P-PLEASE DON'T HURT ME....AHHHHH....AHHH" she screamed and cried making me flinch back in fear. "S-sona...SONA....SONA IT'S ME VICKY SONA" I cried as I hugged her tightly while she trashed around. "Shhh....look...it's me...your Vicky" I cupped her face causing her to stop. "V-vicky" she stuttered as she looked at me with

At that moment, footsteps and a looming figure approached. With a weak and grieving voice, Sonia suddenly cried out, "Lex!" Alex approached with a stern expression. Seeing Sonia's disheveled appearance, his eyes turned frosty and sharp. Sonia's eyes had turned red and were brimming with tears. She rushed into Alex's arms, crying, "Lex, I was terrified." Alex caught her firmly, his voice reassuring and deep as he coaxed, "I’ve got you." Sonia appeared utterly distraught, with her sleeve ripped and her hair in disarray, clearly having suffered mistreatment. Tears streamed down her face as she clung to Alex. Her sobs were so heartbreaking that they could have shattered others' hearts.