Sonic Scourge Novels & Stories

He howled, staggering back, swatting wildly at the bird as it pecked and clawed, a whirlwind of black feathers and rage. “Get off me!” Zane roared, blood streaming down his face, but the raven was relentless, driving him to his knees. Then the warehouse doors burst open with a thunderous crash, silhouettes flooding in. Kael and Arlo.

With alarms, quiet and uneven, as if even the warning systems were unsure whether to scream or fall silent. I stepped off the coach, boots meeting stone that was colder than it had any right to be. My feet hit the ground, and the pressure behind my eyes spiked; the mark on my shoulder flared like it recognized the place. Recognized the threat. Obscura wasn’t under attack. It was being hollowed out. And whatever had its teeth in the bones of this place knew I was back. The last of the coaches rattled through the iron gates when the first blast went off.

“I don't feel well...” The girl's hand slipped from his, and Dan saw in the darkness that his own hand had something on it. It was smeared with something, he sniffed and realized it was a bloodstain. Her blood. He checked it and saw that the floor was stained with blood as well. He checked her back and discovered a large stitched wound near her hip. He palpated it and apart from the suture he felt a lump on her back. What would that be? Through the skin he saw a small, flickering red light that was barely distinguishable. Now a beep. On instinct, he transformed back into the hybrid and carefully tried to open the wound in Brooke and pull out whatever she had inside of her. The girl screamed

“You didn’t grow up in that house. You didn’t see the lies. The control. The way he poisoned everything he touched. I have to be the one to end it. Completely. Not for revenge. For… sanitation. To scour his poison from the world. So Alessia can live without his shadow. So we can live.” “And what if the scouring leaves a mark on you that never comes out?” I whispered, tears stinging my eyes. “What if, in trying to kill the monster, you have to become one, just for a little while? And that little while changes you forever?” He didn’t answer. He looked at the papers on the desk, then back at me. The conflict in his eyes was a war in itself. The soldier who wanted to deploy the nuclear option, a

“I thought you said yes to this?” “You didn’t give me all the details. I thought I had the ability to choose, at least.” He shook his head. “No, Veni. The Alpha of Devil Siege is the strongest alliance we can possibly have right now, especially with Claw Forge joining forces with Fire-Fur.” I got off the bed and started to pace. This was so not going the way I remembered it. “I can’t mate with the Alpha of Demon Siege. No one knows what he looks like. For all we know, he’s a century old wolf with a fetish for owning young wolves. And worse, he is by known far and wide as the deadliest Alpha in the whole country.”

My vision flared white-hot, the skin along my fingers splitting as my claws extended. I pushed off the floor with a terrifying burst of speed, my teeth bared, intent on tearing the leader’s throat out. Before I could land a blow, two of the mercenaries stepped into my path, before raising heavy, metallic cylinders. Suddenly... a high-frequency sonic blast ripped through the air, vibrating at a pitch designed specifically to disrupt an Alpha’s nervous system. I staggered with my head exploding in blinding pain as the runic silver chains wrapped around my torso like living serpents, burning deep into my flesh.

Her presence is cold. Scourgeborn. Under the gods, yet more feared by them, come the Scourgeborn—Veilwalkers to the mortal folk. They are no gods, yet Primordial Sentinels who were born with the world formed by the gods and discarded remains of chaos and essence. Each possesses one, and only one, absolute magical ability—time distortion, plague, gravity, decay, soundlessness, or eternal night etc. They maintain the Will of Silence—a holy law which only they may employ magic.

"Shadowthorn essence is a dark poison derived from the thorns of the nightshade plant. They cause terrifying hallucinations, leading to paralysis." "While Whisperwind Venom is harvested from the elusive Whisperwind spiders dwelling in the ethereal forests, this poison imbues one's mind with haunting whispers and illusions, driving them to the brink of madness." "These poisons are not easily found. They are only in Kingdom Solstice." As tears streaked down my cheeks, I struggled to make sense of Dr. Halt's words. My shoulders sagged under the weight of the brutal revelation, and my eyes widened in shock. Frantically, I scanned the room, desperate for answers that slipped through my fingers li

"The rogue wolves promised they would attack again, and I don't know about you Noah, or anyone else in this room, but I for one don't want to be caught off guard that day...so if we want to bring as many of these hoodlums as we can find and create whatever united pact you dream of, we need to do it fast, and get over it" The brothers quieted down gradually. And my face creased its own now, as Colin's words hit us all, and unexpectedly. Because he was right. There was truly danger on the horizon. A whole band of blood thirsty wolves with a vague vendetta on the edge of our very border; with some score to settle that I still didn't understand. Their leader had called himself the Reckoning. And

Kaelen roared. He charged the clone. The boy didn't move. He didn't flinch. He just pressed a button on his cane. A high-pitched whine filled the arena. Kaelen stopped. He grabbed his head. He screamed. He fell to his knees clawing at his ears. "Sonic frequency," the boy explained calmly. "Designed specifically for the Genesis physiology. It liquefies the brain." Kaelen writhed in the mud. Blood began to pour from his ears.