Demon Core Hand Burn Novels & Stories

I pulled my hand back sharply, the skin of my palm sizzling like I'd placed my hand over open fire. "What the fuck?!" I yelled, clutching my burned hand. I stared at the door, horror seeping into my bones and chilling my blood. What....what have I gotten into?!

Something that keeps burning him. Caught in a whirlwind of thoughts, a sudden surge of heat courses through our intertwined hands. Unsure if it stems from anger, his touch grows increasingly warm, then hot—almost scorching. My expression shifts, and I attempt to wriggle free, but his grip tightens, refusing to release me. The burning sensation intensifies, and with each failed attempt to break free, I find myself longing for escape from his unyielding grasp. "Austin, my hand," I said still trying to tug my hand from his grip but he didn’t seem to hear what I said. "My hand, Austin, you’re hurting me."

“ Let me see your hand, “ he said . I stood there dumbfounded . I was lost in his beautiful face. “ I don’t like repeating myself Veronica “ Oh my gosh my name on his lips sounds so beautiful. I can feel butterflies in my belly. His voice caresses my name . I love it when he calls my name . I quickly extended my hands towards him . He held my hand in his big long fingers. Hot I feel hot all over. I’m starting to get flushed. His hands are warm, almost hot. My heart is racing and beating fast . Who is this man ? How can he make me hot by just holding my hands. He lightly put his fingers on the burnt area. Gently caressing and making small circles . A shiver went down my spine . “ Let’s get th

He hissed softly and his face twisted in pain “I don’t understand” I pulled my hand off his chest looking at my palm not understanding “Look” Theo’s face was no longer pained but now just as confused as my own When I looked down at his chest I clearly seen a burn mark in the shape of my hand on the spot I touched but I didn’t understand how that was possible “How in the-“ “I have no idea Doll, I should healing by now and it’s not” “I hurt you?!” I gasped “Seems like it” His bright cerulean blue’s where locked onto my face as he searched it for anything to help figure out what just happened

The damage you gave me was irreversible and the scar will there be. "I was angry and lost my mind… it wasn't my intention to hurt…" Those words won't affect me, not any longer. I am done with you, demon. There was nothing i could do and anything could be done. He grabbed my hand firmly and i was scared to get burns again. However, his touch didn't burned me. How did that happened? He gasped and got up from the stool and took a few step back.there was no burn but i felt something, i tried moving my fingers and i did. It was a toll on my muscle but i was able to move my fingers, not freely but a slight movement was there.

My hands touched Carson’s chest, and I immediately felt a burning sensation in my hands. Pulling them back, I look down to see them blister from the heat. He must be in so much pain, if I am experiencing this so quickly, I think to myself. Steeling myself for the task at hand, I place my hands back where they were. I ignore the burning in my palms, as I follow the flow of silver trying to destroy it as I go.

The heat from our hands fades away, becoming cool to the touch, soothing the burns on our chests. I pull my hand off of Jamari’s chest, reaching up to stroke her face lovingly, my eyes locking on to the demon mark tattooed on her chest. Air hits my chest as Jamari pulls her hand away to cup my cheek. Her eyes lock onto where her hand was just at, surprise etched on her face. Glancing down I find the same demon brand tattooed on my chest that was burned onto her.

I stared at it for a long moment before I drew on my power. The air thickened with pressure as it surged to the surface. It crawled up my spine and flooded into my veins until my hands began to hum with energy. When I reached toward the stake, searing, white-hot pain exploded up my arm. “Fuck!” I hissed sharply and yanked my hand back before I could even make contact. The burn was instant, and I stared at my hand, disbelief cutting through the sting as angry red blisters began to rise across my skin. Normally, Damon would have healed the damage before it could register fully. The pain would have been gone in seconds.

Derek reached toward her. “Be careful,” I said quickly. He ignored me. His fingers closed around her palm, and instantly— CRACK. A violent surge of energy exploded through the room. Derek’s entire body jerked like he’d been hit with a live wire. “Derek!” He cried out and was thrown backward, crashing into the floor. I rushed to him immediately. “Hey! Hey!” He groaned, clutching his hands. I grabbed his wrist. “Let me see.” When he opened his palm my stomach twisted. His skin was burnt with small blisters already forming.

She winced but didn't pull away as she stared at me with big scared eyes while I held her tightly and rubbed soothing circles on her back Imani rushed into the room, her eyes wide with horror as she saw Lila's hand, which was red and blistered from the fire. I was applying a thick, gooey lotion to her burn, trying to soothe the pain. The lotion had a strong, medicinal smell, with hints of lavender and aloe vera. It was cool to the touch, providing instant relief to Lila's hand.