Sound Fury Book Novels & Stories

He looked upset as he ran off. "This could be bad, Nia, so mentally prepare yourself and close your eyes," he said staunchly. I did as he requested, gripping the hilt of the rapier, and felt a slight breeze and then the strong scent of blood and dirt. Opening my eyes they glowed at the bloodbath before me. My muzzle curled as I let out a sorrowful howl. "He's not dead!" I heard Azrael yell weakly. I glanced around the dark room and saw the old elf bound by iron chains. They were draining his energy.

I can no longer control my response even though I know it's wrong. This time, the white light is a combustion of energy that ignites the room. The heat is everywhere. I scream in pain - the burn so intense my flesh seems to melt. Tyboll's roar is no less painful. He falls against my back and holds me to his burning flesh as his shouts continue. We are dying. The Goddess is punishing us.

It whispered "mine" He slammed his fist into the stone wall hard enough to crack it. Blood ran down his knuckles but the pain didn’t clear his head. He wanted to rip something apart. He wanted to find Elias Nightshade and finish what they started in the mud. He wanted..... Ronan snarled again, loud and raw, the sound echoing off the walls. Anyone foolish enough to knock or enter right now would lose a limb. The Alpha King stood alone in the blood spattered chamber, chest heaving, eyes glowing gold with barely contained fury and something far more dangerous underneath.

Jasper's heart felt like it was crushed under a heavy stone, the weight of his emotions unbearable. He was so on edge that he could kill, his rage simmering without an outlet. Finally, he exploded. "Who's the father of this child?" he roared, his voice laced with helpless fury. Elaine's lips curled into a slight smile. "As long as the baby carries the Carter name, we'll all be fine. You won't have to sleep with a wife who doesn't excite you anymore, right?" She was not wrong. The baby was a Carter, after all.

With a growl, I lifted her into my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist, and together, we disappeared into the steam. The Fire Just as the water ran down our bodies, cleansing away the last traces of sleep, a sudden, thunderous bang echoed through the room. BANG! BANG! BANG! The sound was urgent, shaking the walls. “Jeremy!” A voice roared from the other side. Shanika and I exchanged looks, the haze of passion instantly replaced with tension. I shut off the water, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my waist before storming to the door. Shanika followed closely, hurriedly tying her robe.

“What the bloody hell is that?” I moved away from Ryker, my eyes were solely fixated on the book. Wiping away the shattered glasses, I did not care if it would hurt me. Once it was clean, I read the book to Ryker. “It is the Book of The Damned.” All I wanted was to get a hold of that book and satisfy my curiosity but when I did, I could feel the power surging from the book, my hands were painfully attached to it. Then the book opened, forcing my palm to hold it up the pages started to flip rapidly. So many images flashed through my mind but none of which I recalled. The book slammed shut and I blinked. I turned to Ryker and swallowed before finding my voice to speak, “Did you see that?”

Look out for the stone hurler Hearken to the rhythm of his thundering footsteps As they stamp to the steady beats of the Bata drum The fumes of his fiery breath announcing his arrival Listen for the sounds of gunpowder and the melody of clashing steel lo the iron one approaches For that is the only tune he dances to The sharp metallic smell of bloodbath declares his arrival Brace yourself in readiness when you hear the yawning of the elder gods Listen to the creaking of limbs not used for a century

They were creatures of nightmare, of darkness and death, and they wanted me. But Hayden wouldn’t let them have me. With a snarl, one of the furies lunged again, her claws slicing through the air. Hayden met her with a fierce swing of his sword, the clash of metal and magic ringing out like thunder. The fury shrieked in pain as Hayden’s blade cut through her, her form dissolving into shadow before my eyes. But there were still two more, and they were relentless. “Hayden!” I cried, fear choking my voice as I watched the remaining furies close in.

That's really what I hope will happen," I said without a shred of softness. A sound countered all the noises of the fallen angels entering into genuine despair. Something like the sound of water in a very strong and intense current. Then Cerberus produced a whiny sound, like a creature that tries to cry and cannot, and, with a spout coming from its back, it was entirely covered by the lava of the volcano that surrounded the castle, and which was now erupting. The hot and dense liquid hit me soon after, and it hurt like being thrown directly into a fire. I felt my skin want to detach from the body, I felt my mouth burn whole when the lavas came in, and my tongue became a strange object agains

“No." Callahan goes white when he sees his brother stumble, slide down a little. When he sees the smear of blood on the wall, that shock morphs into something else. Something powerful and violent and vengeful. He is Fury now. He turns to face the oncoming soldiers and I scream. I cover my ears and scream and scream. He kills every one of those men before one final, massive explosion rocks the house. The floor beneath us seems to sway, men falling, the click of an empty pistol loud in the moment before this tsunami touches down.