Sonic Scourge Novels & Stories

"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

And the sound was disturbingly loud, reaching wide across the room with a high and deep force; making a bang like a fired fowling piece. I could see Francis' eyes roll back in an instant shudder, as he dropped off the balance of his feet, and landed on the floor in a loud thud. He immediately lost consciousness as the sonic boom that came out from the man's mouth hit his ears, and Elora was as surprised as I was. The towering man's laugh now towered over his own head, as he watched Francis laid flat on the ground. "I see the pack now raises weak wolves..." he laughed, shaking his head. "Freaking Thumbsuckers!" he boomed.

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.

"Guess it's broken. No point keeping it." The rhinestones? Crushed under the feet of people who couldn’t care less. Eddie didn't budge. Rhea turned her face, pale and frozen. She was ready to run—then she heard it. "Eddie, I've got a surprise for you tonight. Stay with me?" "Sure." The words cracked something deep. She staggered home, totally out of it. Three years ago, she found Eddie beat-up and bleeding. Later, she found out the truth—he was the heir to the Bowie family, the ones behind Bowie Group, hiding out after getting framed and hunted.

I think to myself. My howling gets louder, and more melodic, as I feel the connection to the surrounding waters start to form. Water starts to leech from the soil and plants surrounding the clearing, collecting at my feet. The sound of rushing water reaches the clearing and that’s when the rogues know that they are in trouble. The water sweeps them off their feet, swirling and tossing them within its depths. I see Titan running alongside the water, obviously concerned about us. Dad! What are you doing? I mind link to Titan.

"Second, the 'Flash-Freeze.' It’s a concentrated version of the stabilizer you’ve been stealing. When inhaled, it triggers a hyper-calcification of the marrow. Its 'locks' their shift. If they're mid-transformation, they stay that way, fragile, brittle, and incapable of using their strength." "And third, the Sonic Disruptor. Their hearing is 20% more sensitive than a natural wolf’s, as your friends had demonstrated at the arena, but much more lethal. This device emits a frequency that resonates with the kinetic redirection plating in their bones. It creates a feedback loop. To them, it feels like their own skeleton is trying to vibrate itself into powder." My father reached under the desk an

"…other shard… holds the key…" I lunge for the distortion, for the shard. My fingers brush the freezing, unstable surface of the ripple— A concussive thump vibrates the air. Not sound. Force. A Council null-pulse. It slams into the distortion. The vortex collapses inwards with a sound like tearing silk. The corrupted shard vanishes. The ripple is gone. Just damp brick again. Across the square, a scout lowers a bulky device. Another nods curtly into their comms. Efficient. Cold. Victorious. They melt back into the bewildered crowd as quickly as they appeared.

SQUELCH. Miller gurgled, stumbling backward. Blue blood sprayed the walls. He fell to his knees, gasping. [The Beacon] Sebastian stood over the dying hybrid, breathing heavily. "What is your plan?" Sebastian demanded. "Why infect yourself just to die in a cage?" Miller smiled through bloody teeth. "I am not a soldier, Sterling," he wheezed. "I am a... flare." Miller’s body began to glow brighter. The blue blood pooling on the floor hummed with a strange, high-pitched frequency. It wasn't a biological reaction. It was a Sonar Ping. Sent directly through the ice.

" Nobody saw Alexander strike, but he had already made a move. Alexander was still standing on the spot, his stance unchanged. Amber, who was next to him, was also unaware of what was happening. She continued to clutch his palm. The deaf old servant and the 30 martial arts elites felt nothing unusual, too. Well, except for Erick. Alexander's voice—every word, sentence, and syllable—felt like a swarm of sharp-toothed ants tearing into the depths of his mind, destroying his eardrums, brain nerves, neurons, and central nervous system. It was the Lord of War's Domain and the Sonic Technique! It was an overwhelming attack, a terrifying torment unimaginable to ordinary humans, ruthlessly destroyin