The Delicate Sound Of Thunder Novels & Stories

Absalom peered at her with an astonishingly earnest gaze, his tone devoid of any uncertainty, revealing a determination that was never heard before. A deafening boom reverberated as a deluge of rain cascaded down, accompanied by a symphony of thunder. Harmonia, however, laughed derisively. “The thunder roared so resoundingly, but haven’t you awakened from your dream?” She had long woken up from her dream.

Crackle, crackle, crackle… Serpentine lightning twisted through the sky, streaks of energy descending as if from the heavens, ready to shatter everything. The entire sky trembled, and it felt like the very fabric of reality was breaking apart. Rumble! The barrier trembled once more, and the entire space around them quivered violently. Despite its strength, the barrier now seemed barely able to hold against the unrelenting onslaught. The thunderstorm’s sheer power was not something any ordinary person could withstand. Suddenly, ferocious roars echoed through the air, sounding both wild and terrifying. It was as if the entire world were quaking in fear.

Their voices filled the air like thunder across the sky, disrupting everywhere. I froze. The way they spoke was like thunder. It was not just noise—it was anger, and strong enough with lots of emotions. I couldn’t hear every single word clearly, but I caught enough to understand. Daniel’s voice was hard, filled with warning. Blake’s voice was louder, bold and full of fire. My heart pounded in my chest as their words sank into me like pieces of broken glass.

I crawl helplessly pulling my body to move. Suddenly a loud thunder strike on the sky, followed by the slow raindrops. At first, it was just a light rain, but later on, it becomes heavy and now blocking my vision even more. Despite the loud sound of the rain, I can still hear those screaming and the continuous gunfire, a banging sound, a loud collision.

The air is thick with condensation and a dull roar, much like a snare drum, reverberates across the sky. Anna was awakened from her sleep due to the sound of the thunderstorm. She was fortunate that the thunder was not so loud that she couldn't handle it. She looked beside her and noticed that Lilly was deep asleep in her sleep. The image of Ibrahim flashed through her mind as he had stated that he would not budge from there despite the rain. Anna, for the love of God. He's not that dumb.

Dark grey storm clouds began to gather over the metropolis in the late afternoon. Soon, a drizzle turned into a heavy downpour, lashing down relentlessly. The roar of thunder echoed periodically, interspersed with flashes of lightning. The atmosphere outside was menacing and frigid, but inside the penthouse, it was warm and quiet, with only the rhythmic sound of rain against the glass walls, like a soothing melody.

The deafening sounds of thunder roaring as lightning struck across the night sky. “What else huh! What else do you want!” my voice echoed throughout the vast space as I stood there with my hands tied up to my front. Luciano was standing apart from me, but I could see that monstrous expression on his face. His murderous look broke every bone in my body. This was the man whom I loved more than life itself. The rocky hollowness of the cliff made it seem mournful and cavern loud. It echoed at first with a mournful sound, recoiling from the cliff rock. It rebounded, and its vibration was resonating in the spacious air. The bouncing and distortion of sound rang it out once more. Then it foundered

In the distance, thunder rolls across the Boston skyline like the sound of a closing door. And I am nothing. Nothing.

The roaring sound of thunder made Nimueh flinched in her sleep. She strode from left to right, kicking the blanket from her body. When the thunder roared once again, she suddenly rose with her chest panting. Her heart was thumping fast, the fire inside her chest was like a wildfire in the forest, scattering fast to her whole system. Miracle’s cry echoed together with the thunder’s sound. She instantly got off the bed, scared, she headed to her crib. She picked her and briskly went back to the bed. She rocked her, putting her to sleep again.

The hot summer sun had disappeared under the dark clouds. Somewhere in the distance, thunder was angrily rumbling, as if it were thundering down on the earth’s warm inhabitants. The light rain fell in cold, heavy drops that refreshed and revived the dry grass and caressed the colourful, thin blossoms springing up from the earth. It was the perfect calm before a storm.