Sonic Cries Novels & Stories

"Thalia Grace, I ask you, help me.. Please help me." Thalia heard a girl's cry, she turned around and saw a girl with a bloody body standing in the corner of the wall whispering to her. Thalia was shocked, she had never seen such a scary thing in her life, she screamed in terror. Her father heard his daughter screaming and rushed up. "Thalia, what's wrong with you?" "There is a ghost, I see a ghost standing in the corner looking at me, Daddy, it's terrible."

I snapped out of it mid fall, like a fog had suddenly been cleared from my mind. A blood-curdling scream tore through my throat as I scrunched myself up into the fetal position. What the hell am I doing? Why on Earth would I jump, and in front of Emory? I’m going to die!

Fiona “No!” My scream ripped out of my throat before I even knew I was screaming. Lucian’s body jerked backward in the air like something invisible had grabbed him. One second he was flying toward the glowing red crystal. The next second he was dragged away from it like a toy thrown aside. He crashed into the ground hard. The sound made my stomach twist. “Lucian!” I shouted. Dust flew everywhere. I could taste it in my mouth, dry and bitter. The heat from the fires licked my face and made my eyes sting. My son began crying again in my arms, his small hands clutching my shirt.

“I withdraw my claim. Alpha Jaxon is not my mate.” The words tasted like ash in my mouth. Nyx let out a pained howl, and a deep part of me splintered and shattered. For a second, I thought I saw the spark of something in Jaxon's eyes-pain? Regret? But it was gone in a flash, and I must have imagined it.

The final guideline was written in a jarring red font. [On rare occasions, the station will transmit the Predator's Song. When this occurs, remain completely still and hold your breath until the broadcast concludes.] Hold my breath? Were they trying to asphyxiate me? I pouted and clicked on [I Agree and Start Listening.] The so-called 'Echoes from Below' were nothing more than just some white noise, like the wind moving through an empty corridor or a massive creature slowly exhaling beneath the water. Rumble. The sound was low and heavy, with a faint electrical hiss like a bad microphone feed.

My eyes moved, drifting past him swiftly, but they found him again, not directly…from behind. There was a warrior closing in on him with a dagger in his hand. My blood turned cold. "Alaric! I screamed, but the chaotic noise swallowed up my voice, and so he couldn't hear me. "No...no..." My feet began to move again. "Alaric! Terror gripped my chest, and inside, the only thing I found useful at the moment. I hurled my spear at the warrior, but it pierced the air, landing only a few feet away.

A sonic pulse emitters hidden in the stage floor activated. SCREECH. Tristan fell to his knees, clutching his head. The sound scrambled his equilibrium. It disrupted the static in his brain. "Did you think we wouldn't adapt?" Rowan smiled, walking over to Tristan. He kicked him in the ribs. "We analyzed the data from the Foundry. You absorb energy. But sonic waves? Vibrations? Those just rattle your brain." Tristan vomited bile, his vision swimming. Saoirse was dangling in the Queen’s grip. Her vision was spotting with black. She couldn't breathe.

"Hahahaha, what the fuck is going on? Why are you crying like a three years old baby? Did I say something wrong?" "This is just a tears of joy, fucking idiot!"

“Please! Please wake up! Don’t leave me! Don’t you dare leave me!” Nico drops to his knees beside him, hands shaking as he presses against Riccardo’s chest like he can force his heart to beat again. “Breathe, brother,” Nico chokes. “Come on… come on… don’t do this…I still have so much arguments and fights to do with you. Please, open your eyes!” Tears stream freely down Nico’s face…..hot, helpless tears he doesn’t bother to hide. I don’t realize I’m crying until my vision blurs completely.

So I'll just let the guitar cry, baby 'Cause there's no good in goodbye, babe. Can't let you see them coming down my eyes. So I'll just let the guitar cry baby.