Thud Rumble Novels & Stories

Thud! A resounding noise was heard in the end. It was the sound of Zayn and Ezra’s fists colliding with each other. The punch was infused with 90% of their full capacity, and the resulting impact was extremely bloodcurdling. Even they were incapable of withstanding the double impact that they fell backward as if they were blasted away. On the other hand, a huge hole actually appeared on the ground between them as the result of the explosion. It was more than 10 meters in diameter, and an enormous airwave stirred up out of nowhere, spreading outwards.

I could feel him filling my insides all over as he started thrusting it in and out. “Tone down your voice, honey. I don’t know if your friend’s office is soundproof,” he whispered. Shit! I bit my lip trying to stop myself from moaning loudly. He was roughly dominating my womanhood from the back and I can’t help feeling pleasured with every thrust he makes. “Ah! Ugh! Faster, honey" I moaned loudly, not minding that we’re in my fucking office. He's hitting my g-spot for Pete’s sake!

THUD It was here. She jumped inside with the wolf and covered the entrance. She had no choice but to snuggle the wolf, nestled between its front and hind legs. She had her knife at the ready, aimed at where its heart would be, in case it tried to maul her. THUD…THUD…THUD…THUD She couldn’t see a thing through the bushes as she laid there, hoping it would be on its way. It moved again. THUD…THUD…THUD She heard a slurping sound. It must be drinking from the river she thought. BOOM It plopped itself there on the ground next to the river bank. She heard the water being splashed and clapped. The monster was bathing, splashing water onto its bloodied face, taking the water in its mouth

The song of the Gate drowns out everything, the pull so powerful I fall to my knees on the colorfully cobbled path, hands rising to clutch the sides of my head to hold my thoughts together. I scream, my terror so powerful I can barely breathe to do it, the sound lost in the vibrating hum of the Gate before me. The ground begins to rumble, as though an earthquake approaches, though the feeling is rhythmic, pounding, a steady one-two-one-two that rattles my very bones. ***

"Okay, okay, easy. I’m just telling you about my favorite event of the day. Relax and keep yourself calm. I’m not sure if you’ll like what I’ll say next…" I think I know what he’ll say. The agency wants me to accept the offer because I’d clearly stated my disgust when it was offered. "Tic wanted you to accept the offer." Tic is short for Terror-In-Closet. The guy that I inadvertently caused a scandalous incident with. I think I’m still absent-minded that I didn’t straighten my facts.

I started to grumble and found my voice coming back in waves. There was a dull hard thud and I screamed in pain as something hit my side on my ribs. Someone had taken a gut shot at me. “Shhhh.” There was a large heavy hand over my mouth. The hand stayed there, and I began struggling to breathe as it was over my nose as well. I felt my vision blurring and I blacked out. When I woke it was morning, my hands were no longer tied, however I was still naked. I quickly grabbed my clothes from the floor and pulled them on. In doing so I noticed blood against my leg and felt how sore I was inside and out. I was sick at the thought of what I quickly figured out had happened. I looked up to see it was

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

“To the Throat! Don't look back, and don't stop for the fallen! If you fall, you’re already data!” ​The dash for the Basalt Throat was a desperate, high-velocity gauntlet. We ran through the violet fog, the skittering of the Logic-Hounds a constant, terrifying soundtrack in our ears. I could feel the mountain’s "Heartbeat" accelerating, the vibration in the ground moving from a low thrum to a bone-shaking roar.

her young partner added, sounding assured. As they were speaking I heard a sudden but loud thunder from outside, followed by sudden fast blow of spin chilled wind that instantly opened closed door of all windows around us. ‘THUD… THUD…. THUD…. THUD… THUD…. THUD…. THUD… THUD…. THUD…. THUD… THUD…. THUD….’

Distant rumblings and ejections created from Wren and Luna practically shook everything within the underground fight club to it’s core. The spectators watched, mouths foaming whilst watering, eyes glued to every entranced scenery, muscled puffed up in excitement as they roared in pleasure never as came a night this wild before.