Sonic Novels & Stories

Sabastian holds his head up to stare at Riviera, not believing his eyes. But he has one more ability that he is sure that she won't be able to counter or dodge. His Sonic Cyclone, he spins faster and faster, until he hits accelerated rotation, sucking in those that are close to him. Riviera cracks her neck. Not at all phased by what he was doing. She then sucks in a breath and lets it out, she then sucks in a deep breath, until Sabastian goes in reverse until his human tornado goes down. Sabastian sneers, staring at Riviera, wondering how she did it.

I replied cunningly. Hearing a sigh, I smiled more, "Well it seems so, but I'm telling you something is going to happen during this time you're looking for a traitor." her voice echoed. Soon the dawned fish came my way opening its mouth far and wide, swallowing me, bringing me one very additional into the dark abyss.

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

His body was still shaking as if holding back fear. Redric ran towards Shin's room. Their rooms are both on the second floor. Shin's room was at the far right, while Redric's was at the far left. With all his strength Redric ran and after being in front of Shin's room, suddenly Redric seemed to lose his strength. his body collapsed, then he groaned slightly, enduring the pain. Shin heard the voice. A groaning sound coming from outside her room. The girl slowly descended and immediately rushed outside to make sure her hearing was correct or just an illusion. Shin turned the door hinge in a hurry.

It didn’t feel good at all, but she knew it had to be done. The fourth soldier was backing away, raising a ruckus as he screamed, his footsteps heavy on the floor. Slate caught up to him in a matter of seconds and pulled him against his chest as he used a knife to slit the man’s throat. Again, blood bubbled everywhere, but they needed to hurry if they were to get to the room where the gem was being held before the loud troop’s friends came running.

Max stupidly asks him. "Sorry, BroMax, seems you're glitching, you're breaking up, I can't talk to you right now, bad signal," Troy responds in haste before getting up and walking over to Simo to order his favorite ice cream -- 'bland' flavored ice cream, his words, definitely not mine. Max shakes his head before glancing at Bell and I in bewilderment. "Am I dreaming? I was talking to him face-to-face, right? How can I be glitching?"

Shiro replied. [Shiro, a medium heighted, tan skinned, short-hair, and slim build. He is an all-rounder class soldier, who is a close friend of Jin. Suddenly, a woman approached towards Jin and Shiro. She is also a medium heighted, pale skinned, long hair that has highlights in light purple, and dark brown eyes.] “Hey Shiro, I’ve brought you some steamed chicken! Oh! Who is he!?” “Nova, this is Jin, he is one of my friends who gives me his excess scrap materials for enhancing my equipment, and also yours.” Shiro replied.

A phone vibrates, earning Sinclair's attention, but I don't stop as he stretches to collect it; a smirk spread to his face as he takes in whatever is before his screen. "It's your brother. " He says, turning the mobile to my view, and I suck in a breath as I watch Sinclair answer the call, glueing the device to his ear. "Hey, dude. " What a fucking sly bastard. I can't believe he picked. "Keep riding me, Little Greene. " Sinclair whispers, pulling the phone from his ear, and I'm drawn back to the pleasure that rips through me as I chase after my orgasm. "Oh, " I moan lowly, pressing a hand against my mouth.

Don’t you just hate it when you’re woken up from a deep sleep but have no idea why? This is exactly how Xzavier felt as he laid on his back with his eyes closed. He was irritated, knowing that this would be one of his last peaceful nights of sleep after bringing home his precious newborn daughter, but something had him on edge, what exactly? He didn't know. Xzavier’s instincts told him to keep his eyes closed, so that is what he did. He strained his ears listening for what had woken him up, but all he heard were the light inhales and exhales of his girlfriend lying next to him. Wait… the sound wasn’t coming from beside him on his bed, it was coming from his upper left. Xzavier was confused,

Gideon asked, his face filled with anger. “Lotus? Oh that's right, if neither of you decided to return then you might have lived a few more days but it's a pity you're only shortening your time of death by a few days. Poor Gideon, the Lotus you love will eventually become food in the mouth of the wormwood tree. House White will soon perish too, and I will become the master of the wormwood tree, ruling over time and space and becoming immortal. Everything that has been tried will come true so Gideon, the descendant of the supreme Sun god, do you think you can do these things? The locust but still wants to kick the car, the outcome you get will probably be much worse than the grasshopper."