Sonic Nemesis Novels & Stories

“If I can’t stop you, then the least I can do is help.” “What do you mean?” I whispered, my heart swelling with gratitude as I pulled her into a tight hug. “Give me a few minutes,” she said, turning to leave the room. I stayed still as I waited. Moments later, the door swung open again. Larissa stepped in, holding a small vial between her fingers. “This is Oblivion’s Kiss,” she said. “It’s a special potion powerful enough to make anyone slumber for sixty seconds.” She handed it to me, still hesitant. “Take it. But please be careful.”

“With my own eyes, father. I took advantage and sent him a message. A bit bloody one.” “Definitely nothing can destroy that creature!” Zander was upset. “He is practically immortal!” “But he bleeds, father, and if he bleeds he may die,” Andrew told him, giving him some encouragement. “We just have to figure out how to kill him. We have already seen that bullets and the force of an explosion cannot defeat him. There must be something that can kill him.” “Yes... there must be something...” Zander paced nervously back and forth in the study set up for him at Donaldson's house. He seemed to be obsessed with the subject.

Never bother with authority as if it didn't exist, at least not to them. Charlie nodded, he could see the innocent excitement on her face. He smiled in amusement, "Let's do this," he said and pushed the double door in. "Do you know where you are? You're in the jungle ... baby ... You're gonna die ...." The song was played on the first floor of The Silver Tongue, everyone was screaming when the laser show started. Neon sticks glowed in the dark, it was 12, that's when the nights began at everyone's place to be.

"You seemed pretty jealous of Leon huh?" "What?" "You're trying to make me hate him, aren't you Adam?" I raised my eyebrows. "I mean.. he won't come here. He will never come, Ivory. You're the opposite of Celine, he hates that type. He likes independent woman and woman who can take care of herself." Adam said as he got up.

' A tear rolled down Kenzie's cheek, her eyes were dark and seemed to have shrunk, her cheeks were bright red and her lips were wet but it wasn't lip gloss. The bitter reality that her father is no longer with her is proving hard for her to accept, especially when she has something to blame. She clenched her fists beside her as she sniffled back the snort coming out. She suddenly walked out of the umbrella and headed to the exit of the graveyard. Her mother called out to her but Kenzie didn't respond. She took her red Camry and drove to her grandparents' mansion. At the gate, a surveillance camera scanned her face and the gate opened automatically once her identity was verified.

The city blurred past us in streaks of neon and rain. Damian’s foot never left the gas, the SUV weaving through traffic like a bullet. My eyes stayed glued to the live feed on my phone…..; the technician in the white coat standing in front of the cryogenic tank, holding the small vial labeled with Damian’s name and the date of that Vegas night. Ten minutes. That was all we had. “Faster,” I whispered, even though he was already pushing the car to its limit.

“What’s with that thing that you can slap my hands for that—” “This is a dangerous one. So don’t touch it.” “Is this related to something that could kill my life?” He nodded. “Yeah.” His eyes widened as he looked upon his watch flickering in a red colored light. “I gotta go.” “W-Wait! I still have many questions—” “Save those for later. I’ll pick you up after school.” “Hey! Wait! I will skip sch—” And again he just disappeared in a speed of light without me seeing him. I don’t know what’s happening to Doom but it’s really concerning me. Plus the fact that I still have many questions about him.

"I hope you like your present… A special delivery just for you . I am sure you can see the beautiful tattoos all over my canvas…those took a lot of time to do so I really hope you appreciate the artistry. Those are not just tattoos but pieces of a puzzle that you must solve and follow for they shall lead you to well…it wouldn't be much fun if I tell you everything so figure it out on your own. To follow the quests that the puzzle pieces shall lead you ,you will need Nemesis and a team of your most trusted allies. Traitors and over ambitious opportunists are amongst your mist so choose carefully. She is there for a reason and I promise she will love up to her name . Together you will uncover

John explained. " You can't stop the war from happening" Emily's words caught everyone off guard. " What do you mean?" Blink couldn't help but ask. " The war can't be averted" Emily answered. " Hudson and Alvara are like Nemesis Reborn. Them possessing the Fenris Force...this war must happen" " We don't understand what you're saying Emily" John said in confusion. " After Alvara told me about her and Hudson, I had to do a lot of research about the Fenris Force and I found out something very important;

The nineteen-year-old former assassin took a deep breath, his skin instantly shifting from its natural brown to the jagged, highly reflective black glass of his mutation. Opposite him stood Neema, the young woman with the sonic capabilities. She was trembling. Even though Baraka had destroyed her explosive silver collar during the forest ambush, the psychological ghost of the Iron Leash remained tight around her throat. Every time she raised her hands to summon her power, she flinched, expecting the excruciating shock of Nyosi’s remote detonator. "I... I can't," Neema stammered, lowering her glowing white hands. "If I clap too hard in here, the shockwave will bounce off the walls. I could ru