Novel & Cerita Bloody Finger Story

" No.. Please " Lucas gestured to his bodyguards and they held the man. Lucas grabbed his right hand and touched it with the dragger. " You shouldn't have done it. Now look, I have to get my hands dirty. " He smiled. His smile sent chills down his spine. Pearl shivered. She now knew what he was about to do. She stumbled back. Lucas raised the dagger and started cutting his finger one by one. " Aaah! " " Aaaah! "

“That’s the finger I'm going to teach a lesson. The finger will communicate with your body and tell you just how it feels," Sophia shuddered as she heard Chase's words. Her heart would have swelled with love for that man, but she found herself feeling terrified of him. She was meant to love him more but she couldn’t. He was willing to do anything for her. The man's screams became louder and Sophia's heart jumped in her throat when she realized that Chase had cuffed the man's wrist to the chair and was using the blunt weapon to butcher the finger off. Blood was splattered all over the room and she could see the same on Chase's side profile. It was just that it wasn't his blood.

I exclaimed. The dark red liquid spouts out from my finger when I accidentally chopped it with a sharp knife. I covered it with my shirt so that the bleeding would stop. How unlucky I was. I knew it was my mistake because I was thinking about many things at the time, and instead of chopping the meat, I had chopped my finger. "Oh Lil! What happened?" My mother asked me in an appalled manner. "Nothing, I just wounded my finger." I replied with a happy voice, but the truth was that it was a voice of fighting against extreme pain. I closed my eyes and lips with a bit of force and pressed my injured finger against the cover of my blue shirt.

His hand was already soaking with blood from the cut, warm liquid trickled down his hands. His eyes were trained on the screaming Lucas, as he cut through his finger, he watched him in pain, agonizing pain. He liked it. He pulled the finger off with so much force, he felt it rip from the flesh, a single flesh was hanging from the finger in Spade's hand. He just stared at it for a while before taking the finger back to the table, a spec of blood had touched his shirt. He hissed before turning around and facing Lucas. "You've stained my shirt Lucas" he muttered before turning around and taking the bottle on the table and a small towel.

Then, with a heavy sigh, he took my hand and gently bit into my finger. "What are you doing?" I gasped, caught off guard by the sudden pain. "Do you trust me? Like, really trust me?" he asked. "In theory," I replied, honesty laced with a hint of fear and curiosity. He grinned sheepishly at me as my finger hovered near his lips. "This is a lesson in blood sharing," he murmured, his mouth closing over the small wound on my finger. The sensation, his moan as he tasted my blood, sent shivers down my spine, a mix of fear, desire, and undeniable exhilaration.

he asked as he stared at my hand. "Please let me go. I promise I won't say anything to anyone," I begged, tears starting to form in my eyes. "I could smell your blood," he finished, without acknowledging my sentiments. He held my hand in the air and examined my middle finger. I had completely forgotten about the fact that I had cut my finger when I tripped over the chandelier. Amber walked close to me, kneeled on her knees, and grabbed my hand. "Her blood is a bit dry, but it will do." Her eyes turned red as she stuck my middle finger in her mouth and sucked the dried blood from it.

"Okay, I had to take my breath there. So, the peoples' cries alerted Generosasis, with nothing left in her heart but hatred and the cloud above her eyes sprouted by betrayal— she couldn't decipher anything but follow her instincts. She roared in anger, and a ball of fire rolled out of her enormous mouth, hitting the houses across the library. That night, some generations perished, and hundreds of people died, Dordin being one of them. Generosasis murdered the man she claimed to love, she murdered her sister and a dozen families. Now, Deborah, that is the tale of Dordin, what do you think about it?" I cleared my throat, "I think it's the most fascinating story, I also think Dordin's story sho

" I crawled over to Jayden's lifeless body which lay on the bed, my fingers roamed on the woven mat where Jayden was lying. I was going to touch him, I touched him. I suddenly felt my body pushed back and I hit my head on the linoleum. My hands laid smoothly in a straight line. “chop off her pinky fingers from her right hand." I wept not dragging with them, as a sharp blade was raised, and in a glance my pi my fingers rolled off. The air in my lungs all escaped, I was weak and battered to scream, I was just still with my eyes looking at my pinky fingers which struggled for life, in a blink it turned black. “Suck him without touching his body, or else I'll chop off your fingers! You're useles

I immediately sucked the blood on my finger and Beth's eyes grew bigger at what I did. "What are you doing?!"Beth asked me emphatically. "I suck to stop the bleeding" I replied. "Do you have a Vampire blood?,"she asked me again "Calm down,Beth.I know what I'm doing, okay?" I replied to her. She sighed at what I said.I was disgusted with myself as to why I was careless.The bleeding on my finger stopped but it was still painful.I just couldn't stop the pain.But i still brought the food to put down on the table.

I froze. There was something wrong. Something violated. Tender. Marked. My fingers trembled as I slid them beneath the sheets, down between my legs. My breath caught. The sensation was raw, the skin there swollen and sticky with dried fluids. Some patches had a crusted texture that was unmistakably blood. I pulled my hand back. Crimson specks clung to my fingers like some cursed reminder. I didn’t cry. Nor did I Didn’t scream. Instead, I smirked.