Sound Fruit Novels & Stories

’’ I said to her in a deadly tone before taking everything within me and letting out a highly destructive and deafening deadly Hyper Sonic Scream of a high amplitude. A wave of destruction occurred like a razor wind to the whole forest with some strong trees even falling down to the ground from the flow of deadly sound waves which flowed out of my mouth. Both Vampires and Lenoras because of their super sensitive hearing instead of trying to kill me were now clutching their painful ears and as for Vera she was also screaming as her ears hurt too. When I was pretty sure that my deadly hunger had been satisfied from seeing Vera and Lesley in deadly pain too, I then closed my mouth and stopped t

Her teeth clattering and she could see the white smoke of her breath in the moonlight. The moon was so bright and round. The trees from afar looks like black and her skin was pale white. It was peaceful in the woods but a mixture of sounds fill the cold air like music. There was the croaking sound of the birds and frogs, the buzzing of insects, the whistling of the wind and the sound of the leaves touching each other, swaying in the wind. It was pleasing to the ears, the sound blended to each other, creating a beautiful and melodic rhythm. Serra suddenly remembered Mira, her sad face leaving Sirka village. Where is she now? Is she okay? Is she even alive? She took a deep breath.

Then it came again, longer this time, it was soft and sweet, and I found myself smiling, though I was not sure why. “Sapphire, what is that sound?” “It’s a bird.” Her tone was tired, and I knew she needed to sleep. “It’s singing. Birds communicate by chirping and singing.” “It’s so beautiful.” I laid there, just enjoying the melody. Leaves moved nearby and my eyes snapped open again, my head rolling to the side and my gaze landing on a small, furry animal. It was round, with tall ears and a nose that was moving up and down quickly. As I watched, it froze, starring back at me, before turning and racing away at an amazing speed. It was cute but clearly not a threat since it was now gone.

They look like the lady I saw in the forest with a little girl but she's more elegant than them. The sounds of the meadow blend perfectly with the lovely images, creating a sense of inner serenity and harmony. As if an orchestra was playing, the calm sounds flowed across the field. The chorus was created consisting of the buzzing of pollen-eating bees. While drilling a hole in an oak tree, a woodpecker kept a constant beat. The brass portion was generated by birds whistling and peeping like trumpets. All of these noises, as well as others, were combined together to produce a pleasant symphony.

“One more. You’re doing great, Rae.” “And… and sweat.” “Okay. Give me four things you hear.” I trained my ears out onto the world, locking on to the sounds. “I hear your car engine.” Michael snickered. “All right. Good one. Three more.” “I hear your classical music turned down. And your tires on the road.” “One more. You can do it.” I drew in my first steady breath as the sound hit my ears. “I still hear the sirens behind us.” Michael paused. “Three things you taste.”

Think of mosquitoes, you hear them but the sound is louder if they pass in front of your ear. The sound was still playing and on the ground, and a bluish-like little blue fire or mushroom-like emerged from the ground. I know what these things are because I read about them. They are called midnight traveler's sylphs. This will emerge when someone got lost in the forest. These sylphs will guide the traveler back to the track. I was encouraged because they came out. It was continuously popping like a mushroom.

"I just vaguely heard a strange sound, a bit like beep... beep... something like that, that kind of electronic sound..." Roger was sure that he heard correctly. His soul strength was much stronger than that of ordinary people, and with the blessing of the transparent world, he could even hear subtle special sounds that ordinary people and even animals could not hear. "call..." Franka let out a breath. Not daring to show any signs of neglect, she quickly informed Razer through her earphones. at this time. The first half of the concert also ended here.

before she abruptly stops, then sound of like flesh being torn sounds in my ears, followed by a long wail,a sound of skin slapping skin against skin,or palm slapping against flesh,I cannot know for certain what it is. Unable to decipher the sounds.unable to understand what exactly is going on there,I pause.going very tense. A gurgle joins next.choked breath and voice's begging for Mercy.the sound coming from there is a mix of wails and tearing flesh.gurgling and and female voices begging for mercy.males grunts of pleasure and cackling.sinister laughter follows. It sounds like hell..it sounds exactly how hell will sound. It sounds exactly how I imagined hell to sound like.

I guess that’s Cain passes me. I begin to hear the sound of cutting. From the sound of it, I’m guessing it’s a fruit. The crispy sound when you cut the fruit. Is it apple? Pear? What are the others that let out a crispy sound when it’s cut? I stop thinking when I hear his footsteps approaching. I feel a presence near me. I think he’s standing in front of me. “Ready?” He asks. I giggle then nod. Cain brings the fruit to Rosie’s mouth. I slowly move my lips when it’s near me.

Snap The sound makes me freeze, and I’m completely and utterly aware that I didn’t step on a twig. Someone, or something else, did.