Sonic Scourge Novels & Stories

Luna's voice rose to a shout, her aura flaring. It was a mere flicker of her former power, but it was enough to send the omegas scrambling for the door. Marissa shot her one last venomous look before they vanished, their footsteps hurrying down the hall. The moment they were gone, Luna's legs gave out. She collapsed on the vanity stool, her hands shaking violently. The brief surge of power had cost her dearly and nausea returned with vengeance. She barely made it to the toilet before she was retching, her body trying to expel the poison in her veins.

Cold fury settled in her eyes, but underneath, I saw the break, the utter betrayal cracking her wide open. She couldn't speak, just stared at me like I was a stranger. A monster. “It’s all lies!” I shouted, but my voice wavered, desperation pouring out as I backed up a step, my mind racing. How did they get all that? The doctor promised he scrubbed all records! So close. I was so damn close to unlocking everything. Her powers for myself, my revenge, the life I deserved. And these two were ruining it again, just like before.

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 bend down and lift him by his shoulders, making my face level with his. "Send my regards, and tell the Blackthorn family that their attempts are simply pathetic," I spit. "Oh, and you still have a couple of days to suck up to me before I become Luna. I highly recommend it because, trust me, I won't overlook any of this." I let him go, resisting the urge to grab the dagger from my belt and plunge it between his shoulder blades. As I step out of the ring, Scarface hands me a water bottle. "Thanks," I mutter.

‘’What the HELL was that!’’ Vera then said with her ears bleeding and clutching them in pain. ‘It’s what I call the Deadly Sonic Scream my final fifth power which I apparently copied from your Sirenic power and tweaked it to something worse.’’ I then said to her still with my deadly smirk. It was then Vera looked around and noticed how all her mindless minions were no longer under her control. Apparently my deadly sonic scream had broken through the spell.

“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.”

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.