Sound Fruit Novels & Stories

Byurrr! The sound rang in Marc's ears. A sound like something splashing into a pond. Inevitably, Marc treated his curiosity. He opened the balcony door of his room and peered out.The sound echoed in Marc's ears, a sudden splash reminiscent of an object breaking the surface of a still pond. Compelled by an irresistible curiosity, he approached the balcony door of his room, the cool air brushing against his skin. With a gentle push, he swung the door open and leaned out, peering into the fading light, eager to uncover the source of the mysterious noise.

Solution asked with a frown. “No, I did not”! Cabrera snapped. “Every being makes a different kind of noise from plants to wolves, including you, sister”. She said. “So excluding the distinct smell of people, everyone has their own sounds but right now, I can't hear that of Melody anymore”. “That's impossible”! Solution said. “But it just happened,” Cabrera replied with a frown. “The sound that came from her was last heard from this spot I'm standing on”. She said. “It's like she vanished into thin air”.

But it was the sound that stopped us. In the city, the Resonance was a scream—a high-pitched, frantic demand for order. Here, the Resonance was a groan. It was a low, subsonic thrum that vibrated in the soles of our boots and the marrow of our bones. It was the sound of the earth breathing.

I think a new environment free from the negativity I get in this region is better. There is a high pitch-clattering sound that comes from the woods. I match a break and veer around but there's nothing. “Hey, friend” a cold voice tickles my ears…

The sound was like a key unlocking Pandora's Box. He had no idea what was inside.

It was the song of Liora and Ashiel, and it was loud and clear and strong. She looked at Leo. Another fruit, this one long and curved like a horn, had floated to him. He held it, and his eyes were closed, a look of ecstasy on his face. He was hearing the song. The true song. Not the weakened melody of the present, but the full, powerful, original song of their world, stored in this fruit.

“Soren, make me forget everything.” He did do that. Grunting, sweat dripping, one hand pinning my wrists above my head while the other rubbed my clit. I came screaming his name, my walls pulsing around him, squirting messily over his thighs. He followed with a roar, filling me hot and deep, his hips jerking.

Suddenly, a clear cracking sound rang out, as if something had shattered. "It's broken!" The sound was not loud, but it sounded in everyone's eardrums and made their hearts tremble. Clack! Clack! Clack! The sound rang out again, and it became louder and denser. The huge axe in Sikou Yong's hand was cracking, as well as its blade. A tiny crack was expanding like a spider web.

His fingers danced across the abacus, sending out eerie, clashing sounds. A sonic assault! There were legends of weapons that used sound to kill, like the Lion's Roar, the Magical's Strain, the Iron Magic's Cry, and the Soul-Capturing Flute. All were powered by the wielder's vital energy, and the abacus was no different.