Novel & Cerita Beware The Man Who Speaks In Hands

“You may leave now and get ready. Nothing too much; remember, you are hiking.” As they turned their backs to leave through the door, I turned towards my table. It occurred to me. “Hold up, one more thing,” I said. They halted and spun smartly in the opposite direction, facing me. “Do not touch anything!” I said, speaking at the top of my voice. Their faces expressed confusion as they turned to one another. “I mean on your way out. Once you leave this manor, your bare hands should touch nothing—absolutely nothing, nothing at all!” I said.

He asked him in a cold voice. The drunk man shivered, and his eyes began to clear when he heard this. He started feeling scared, but he tried to hide it. “Do you know who I am? Even if I kill you right now, I will go scot-free without any issue. I am advising you to leave right now; don't poke your nose into my business."The man warned, even though he was really scared. He was praying for the men to be scared and leave, but they were still there.

He collapsed on the sand, convulsing, the stench of urine carried far on the wind. The party crowd that had gathered to watch earlier stood rigidly, not daring to breathe. They finally understood something. The man they had laughed at as a kept husband was the head of the Thornes, someone they weren't even qualified to approach! I held Luke close and spoke gently. "Luke, don't be scared. I'm here. No one will ever bully you again. I promise." Luke clung to my neck and nodded hard, letting out a small, muffled sound.

One day, during a business entertainment outing, I accompanied a client to the city's largest club. A casual glance and my eyes met a familiar gaze. Under the dim, intimate purple lights, Xander was dressed in a cheap, revealing leather outfit as he entertained an older man. That old man clearly had peculiar tastes. His lecherous eyes were glued to Xander as if ready to take him by force at any moment. Probing and sardonic gazes continuously fell upon him from nearby. At that moment, Xander was nothing more than a commodity awaiting appraisal and purchase. Beneath his forced smile lay deep disgust and fear.

As we stand there, they explain that they had been sent to collect the body and prepare it to be burned. As they start to move forward, I see the twitch of a finger, “WAIT!” I scream at them, and they all stop in confusion. “He is waking. Do not go near him,” I caution. Everyone steps back as I take a step forward not prepared to let this man regain his full powers. His fingers twitch again.

“Please, you’re safe here! No one is coming for you.” The gray-eyed man staggered to his feet, his voice cracking. “Safe is a lie! Safe is just the moment before they rip it away!” His gaze swept the cave, wild and fevered, then locked on Ava. His lips trembled. “You’ll see. You’ll see when the dark takes you too.” Caleb moved like lightning, pinning the man against the wall, spear pressing into his chest. “I warned you,” he hissed. “One more word, and I end this.”

As he turned around, he captured the sight of a man with white hair in one corner of the room. He took a few long strides to see the man; his eyes were empty, his skin was as pale as a ghost, and his limp white hair dropped like waterfalls on his shoulders. He raised his hand to grab the man… “I wouldn’t dare touch me if I were you, young man. Don’t say I didn’t warn you…..”

His voice alone sounds hypnotic. “Who…who are you? Where is the wolf that was just here now?” I whisper weakly, glancing around. How did the animal disappear so fast and who is this man? “You don’t need to worry about that.” He states firmly, almost like he’s annoyed by my question. “Take my hand.” I see a long, thick and veined hand stretched towards me. “There was a scary wolf…it was big and it…it killed those..”

throw it on the ground, move it with your feet, then raise your head: “Hands off!” "Who are you, do you know before and after?" The glossy man's hand fiercely shouted at the newly appeared man. The guy's face in the light was captivating, moreover, his eyes were like a deep whirlwind, his arms were crossed in front of his chest, saying: "She said she didn't want to if you do too much, I will give it to you. You go to the police station.”

“I remember you well, little one. I would recognize you from a thousand little bitches like you, - he laughed raspily and stared unblinkingly. Behemoth looked at the girl from under his brows, on a thin face with sunken cheeks, dark spots stood out from the eyes. Deep-set, dull and lacking in humanity. - What you need? - Lilya coped with her excitement and stepped forward, taking her friend by the hand. - Us? What do you think? the man clarified. — Can I guess money? - Elya pulled out her hand and tried to cover Lily with herself. In response, the audience was filled with wild laughter. Bouncing off the walls, it sounded more frightening. “No,” Behemoth drawled and shook his right index fing