Novel & Cerita Bite The Bullet Book

I said. Sprinting to the bathroom, I grabbed my emergency kit. I cut his shirt open with scissors. There was a lot of blood on his torso. I tried to repress my fear and turned my brain off for any other thoughts in order to let my instincts take over. My hands moved swiftly, swabbing the area and ignoring his faint groan. The only light was from my windows. The bullet hadn’t exited. “Of course not,” I breathed and focused once more. I’d never done a removal except in one simulation before but I knew I had to risk it.

The bullet had dug deeper into his side; it was a miracle it hadn't nicked anything vital. I braced the metal, pinching the casing so the slug sat trapped between my fingers, then started to work it free. He breathed like someone running a long race. I clutched at the bullet and started pulling, but it slipped free again and he let out a low grunt. “What's your aim, really?” he rasped between gritted teeth. “You clearly hate me. Yet you didn't think twice before jumping into a fight instead of running even when told you to. And now you’re… helping me stay alive?”

With a deep inhale Brian grabbed a belt and placed it between his teeth as he bit it hard. Jessica took in hard and held her breath, her reluctant eyes fixed on the cut on Brian's leg as the doctor began slicing the skin with the blade normally used in the operating room. The scene was terrifying for Jessica because she had never seen so much blood or witnessed snipping the skin in that manner. However, she was unable to escape it because Brian may be looking at her, but as she moved her gaze to Brian, she discovered him in pain. His entire face flushed scarlet, and the veins on his neck surged up because he was biting the belt hard in pain that had gone beyond his endurance. Jessica could n

I asked curiously. It seems that he didn’t hear me. He was trying to put the bracelet on me while his hands were uncontrollably shaking. There was another gun shot and it went across the door. Gratefully we were able to duck. I swallowed audibly as I stared at the hole made by the bullet. "Open the book and go now before it’s too late!" He commanded. My head was still disoriented with the revelations of the book and now a gunman ranting outside is making things more complicated. I decided to flip on the pages even if my hands were barely moving. I was surprised to see that the pages were empty. I was dispirited.

I took in a deep breathe and sighed with a nod “Okay here we go.“ I said out loud carefully digging into his skin like this was the hardest thing I’d ever done. Well, it actually was. My stomach rolled with every tiny pull I made into his arm. He grunted, gritting his teeth, and I could tell it was hurting really bad, but he didn’t flinch, not even for once. As the twizzler dug further into his arm, his hand grabbed the edge of his wheel so tightly . But his eyes stayed locked on mine the whole time, like looking away would give the pain too much power. “There it is,” I whispered finally seeing the bullet head.

He look so dangerous! "B-Bullet… W-What are you doing?" I asked. I even stutter. "I want to try it." his hand reaches my clothes neckline, I trembled. I show a no face while starting to struggles. "Shh… Don't be afraid… It won't hurt. You'll like it too baby…" he whispered to my ears as he lick it. My eyes got widened. "No! Don't touch me Bullet! Please… Don't do this…" I beg.

On the cover was the word, “Bitten” Raven opened the book and felt a surge of power. The pages looked empty at first but a flash of light lit up behind every word as they appeared. This book had been enchanted. “This is from your father’s library. It contains the tale of the child born of the Bitten and the Born.”

Worst than a mosquito bite and those bitches hurt. "Didn't anyone tell you that biting innocent girls can get you killed?" The next thing I know, this guy throws the one that bit me, against a wall with one punch. How does someone have that much strength. Then again, I just witness a vampire and freaking bit me "Now, next time think twice. Goodnight." He said and then he grabbed the guy's head and ripped it off. I was trying to get some air but wasn't working. I was dizzy from him drinking my blood and what I just freaking witness today.

My eyes were wide open, finally Elias was by my side, boy was I glad to see him! A strange thing began to occur inside me just when I thought it was over. The pain started to grow, only this time it was worse than the bite, there was a fire burning inside me, I began to feel the worst kind of pain I’ve ever felt in all my thirty years of living. It was an excruciating pain— like torture!

I want something to hurt that is not the ache between my legs or the bruise forming on my neck where his teeth sank in. What did I do? The question circles my brain like a trapped bird, beating its wings against the inside of my skull. What did I do? What did I let him do? I press my fingers to the bite. It throbs. It burns. It feels nothing like the cheap blockers I scrub into my glands every morning. It feels permanent. It feels like a brand. Someone has marked me—claimed me—and I do not even know his name.