Thud Rumble Novels & Stories

~THUD~ ~ROAR! ~THUD!~ ~ROAR!!!~ ~THUD!!~ ~ROAR!!~ ~THUD!!!~ ~ROAR!~ ~THUD!!!!~ ~ROAR~ Then silence. The creature falls to the ground as David’s stone knife was almost fully hilted in its thick skull. David unmounts the creature and pulls out the knife with one swift movement. The knife was slick with brain matter and blood. David didn’t care. The remaining super reptile roared and David saw the creature’s body start to pulsate. David’s eyes widened as he saw the worst possible event happening.

​From the shadows of the rotting buildings, the low, rhythmic beat of a drum began. ​Thump. Thump. Thump. ​It wasn't a frequency. It was a war-drum. And it was coming from everywhere.

~ Thump~ Thump ~Thump ~Thump ~Thump ~Thump After reaching nearly 8 meters away from the pillar, the tumor went out of control with its pulsating speed. ~ thump~ thump ~thump ~thump ~ thump~ thump ~thump ~thump "What now?" Creed asked Roy They both got startled by the abrupt thumping of the tumor. ~gulp~ "We only have one chance," Roy said as he wiped his sweat." let's keep going!"

, he said bringing his knuckle forward "For Seattle high!" they all responded at once as they connected their hands with the coach's own. * * *

I clenched my jaw and snapped, "You're not obligated to use the company benefit if you don't want to, nor do I have any obligation to tailor everything around you!" Keira stood and stomped toward the door, clearly unwilling to accept it. Before leaving, she threw one last threat over her shoulder. "If you ignore public opinion, who knows how big this will blow up tomorrow."

He appeared a few seconds later, his hair still damp and a grin on his face. “Hey, Wrath, good to see you,” Rebel said. “We’re having church, but out here. Get the sweet butts to the basement rooms. All members and prospects present for this one,” Nitro said. “Got it,” Rebel said and left as quietly as he had appeared. Nitro turned toward Whitney and gave her a dazzling smile. “Welcome to the Road Warrior’s clubhouse. A friend of Wrath’s is a friend of ours.” “Thank you,” she said softly.

They were trapped at the bottom of the world, but they were alive, and the fracture between them had finally begun to heal. Then, the silence was broken. It wasn't the sound of rushing water, or the groan of the facility's titanium hull settling into the bedrock. It was a heavy, rhythmic, metallic thud. It reverberated through the floor grates, vibrating into their bones. Thud... Thud... Thud...

"Look at the sky, brother... look what your precious Queen's Siphon just released." Down in the Arena of Iron, the heavy silence was broken by a sound that made every man, warrior, and legionnaire freeze in their tracks. It wasn't the sound of wind. It wasn't the sound of the churning sea. It was a deep, rhythmic, subterranean THUMP. It vibrated through the black star-metal deck of the arena, through the granite cliffs, through the very roots of the continent itself. Dominic, lying on his side near the collapsed Primal King, forced himself up onto his elbows, his bloody face turning toward the North. His stormy silver eyes widened in absolute, terrifying shock.

The entire sub-level lurched violently to the left, throwing Miller against the damp stone wall. "Was that the transport bridge?" Miller shouted over the growing roar of subterranean wind rushing up through the fissure. "Worse," Rangga called back without slowing down, his grey, calcified arm swinging dead and heavy at his side like a useless club. "That was the seismic valve. Thorne just opened the core. The mountain is waking up, and it's angry."

Thump-thump. “Okay,” I said. Hand in his. 89 BPM. “No middle.” _Thump. Thump. Thump._ Hallway. Isla. 1 year, 8 weeks, 4 days. Holding something. Phone. Mine. Video call. Susan. Susan’s face. Screen. Red eyes. Not crying. Mad. “Turn on the news,” Susan said. No hello. “Now. Channel 4. Your house is on it.” _Thump._