Starfire Screaming Novels & Stories

The distant sound of medical equipment and hushed conversations filled the air. James turned to Sofia, his voice gentle as he asked, "Sofia, can you tell me what happened exactly?" Tears welled up in Sofia's eyes as she recounted the terrifying moments at the park. Her voice quivered as she spoke, making it difficult for her to articulate the details clearly. "I... I got a call from an unknown number. It distracted me for just a moment, and... and then I heard this... this loud noise. I turned around, and Tyler... he was..."

I shook my head before returning to my resting position, thankful that she couldn't see my smiling face from her little show of magic. "Oh come on. That was awesome," She reasoned, laying across my back in an attempt to get my attention but I only growled in response. She giggled, "I'm sorry." I didn't reply, already knowing I was never mad at her in the first place. A few moments passed before she spoke again. "I'm actually a Syren. A full-out, mind-controlling, water-bending Syren. Wow..." I felt her body relax as her breathing began to level. Soon enough she was out like a log, snoring and all.

Star elucidated and made an evil laughter afterwards. "Geez, this is more than I thought" Seun muttered. "Now that you have destroyed the wings gifted to me by Sorex, how will I fly?" "The lives of the people dear to you should be enough to please Sorex to gift me a new pair of wings." Star said with an evil grin plastered across his face. "No please" Vicoliz begged "The same guy that cut off my right arm and wing is begging for mercy" "No way"

Before I…’ Suddenly Gabriel heard a strange sound. Frowning, he looked down at the woman in his arms. For a moment, he heard only the quiet snuffle of her breathing and the sound of morning birds singing outside in the pale blue of dawn. Then he heard Calleigh suck in her breath again. And she started to moan slowly. **********

I proceeded to my room, in order to drop my bags and freshen up, but I abruptly stopped, as I heard the sound of whispering voices coming from the kitchen. I could recognized them to be Amber, the family's chef, and Riley, the head of the staffs. Their voices were quite low, but audible enough to be heard. I dropped my bags on the floor, and tiptoed to the direction the voices were coming from, so as to hear them clearer. "....and it so bad she is in the dark, she knows absolutely nothing about it." Amber's throaty voice crackled. "Well... She just needs to divert the energy she has been channeling into her dieing career. Things will become better for her perhaps." Riley replied, and they bo

I take a deep breath, feeling the adrenaline pumping through my veins. With a nod and thumbs up from my instructor, I jump off the plane, feeling the rush of the wind against my face. The freefall is intense, but I love every moment of it. As I fall, I look around me and see the stars twinkling above me, each one seeming to call out to me. I can almost imagine myself reaching out and gathering those sparkling gems with my own hands. Chuckling to myself, I imagine catching a falling star and putting it in my pocket, just like in a popular song.

I stared in helplessness at the face that seemed to know only kindness and my flinging limbs were slowing down. ‘Goodbye, Rose.’ ‘WAKE UP, ROSE CINTILAR, DAUGHTER OF QUINN THE HEALER OF THE SILVER RING PACK.’ A ball of fire washed over me and ignited something at the core of my heart. A stronger flame erupted from it, bursting through every cell of my body, stinging every veins that ran through my limbs, crushing my soul and moulding it into something strange—and powerful. A piercing scream broke from my lips and it turned into a snarl of a ferocious fang creature.

~Eira The wind screamed past my ears. I was falling. Stars wheeled overhead, spinning like they were mocking me, and the sky above turned into a smudge of ink and silver. My hair whipped across my face. The bag on my back yanked at my shoulders with every second I plummeted. I screamed. The creature in my arms—Riley, I had decided to call it—screeched too, flailing its tiny paws in all directions. Its glow pulsed wildly, like it was trying to stabilize us or find something to hold onto.

Was I on fire? I screamed at the snapping sounds that I realized with horror were my bones breaking. The pain was blinding, my ears ringing like a tea kettle’s steam whistle played through a loudspeaker. My head filled with pressure it couldn’t contain. This couldn't be right! No one could survive pain like this! Everything blurred in front of me. I could hear someone screaming in the distance. It was me! I was screaming in agony! Everything seemed to shake around me, the earth itself tilting unnaturally.

“Damn you!” Celine didn't care. She chose to leave Sella who was still cursing. Cursing with many words that Celine thought was insolent, but the girl just laughed. Because her victory was in sight. Meanwhile, Karen, her assistant, looked frightened. she asked Celine to speed up her pace. “No need to hurry,” said Celine, who still maintained her smile. “You are!” Karen said in a huff. “Aren't you afraid of that woman doing something bad to you?”