Demon Core Hand Burn Novels & Stories

I hear a sigh before being lifted off the floor by hands, corridors passing me by in a haze owing to my crying. The next thing I know, cold water is gushing onto my hand, calming the scorching sensation caused by the fire. A slick ointment is applied to the affected area, which promptly relieves the pain. I stare at the hands that are wrapping a small bandage around my hand, which has a huge burn in the centre. The familiar tanned hand making my heart rate speed up. "Are you that stupid?" He asks sternly, a great contrast to the gentle hands wrapping the bandage around my hand.

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.

However, it wasn’t able to do that yet, so its core was moving solely on instinct. *Puchi* Abe clawed his way through the Possessed’s abdomen. He could see the core because he had marked it. The fire that covered his hand burnt away at the flesh of the Possessed and prevented it from healing. He sliced the core with his claws and cut it into two. *Bam*

Julie's hand still didn't let go of Brawen: "The magic power she accumulated in the fire just now wasn't small, I took her to apply medicine" “Ah, no need.” Brawen smiled mechanically. Not caring about Brawen's words, Julie once pulled Brawen's hand out. Leaving the room, Julie only turned to look at Brawen, her limp form made Julie's heart ache a little. He knew it was painful. Vampire hates fire very much, it was extremely painful when the flame of only a few dozen degrees passed through the skin, but just now, she was used by Irina to heat up to several hundred degrees Celsius, and put a lot of magic damage into it. the injury is not light.

* She gracefully evaded Angus's fiery red claw punch, countered with a swift kick, and met his fiery punch with her bare palms, enveloped in a dark aura. [Angus' Damage Absorption Threshold: 78% >> 69%] The flames blazed, searing Ravyn's hand and spreading to the sleeve of her shirt, which was left unprotected by her torn bodysuit. In a swift reaction, Ravyn flew backward, brushing off the smoldering fabric and revealing the part of her arm that had been set ablaze. Miraculously, the blisters on her arms, cloaked in a black aura, were healing rapidly. Angus's eyes widened as he witnessed the astounding speed at which her regeneration halted the progress of his Sika's burning.

Gabriel snapped out, levelling me with a hard look. My heart pounded in my chest as I stood there, wide-eyed and appalled. Gabriel didn’t seem to care about the chaos he had created. The man was no longer on fire, the sprinklers, and him rolling around on the floor, was enough to do some damage control. But he was still screaming in unimaginable pain, severe burns covering his body, skin practically burnt down to the bones on his arms and hands. The same hands that had reached out to touch me inappropriately. He would never recover from this. My stomach heaved at the sight. I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed. The bar was now completely engulfed in smoke, and I could see the bartend

They make me hotter, as if I should jump into a pool to quench the fire burning inside of me. I focus on him as he grabs my hands and places them back into my core. I’m burning now, and my nose is flaring as his hands slide on my right inside my core. But it doesn’t end there; he jams his middle finger into my core. Just like that, as if he’s been wanting to do that for a very long time. My back arches off the desk, and I bite my lower lips to keep me from moaning or screaming like a whore.

Nicklaus screamed out in agony as he grabbed hold of the demon's hand with all his might and ripped it off her body before she could take out his heart… Nicklaus took the hand he'd ripped off outta his chest and threw it away as his eyes turned pitch black in angrily… The demon was bleeding profusely but instead of blood it was bleeding lava… Nicklaus licked off the blood stains on his lips and took a deep breath to calm down before attacking the demon and with one swift move, he ripped off the demon's head but of course that wasn't enough to kill a Beelzebub so Nicklaus shoved his hand into the chest of the demon which was made of hot lava.. Nicklaus groaned in pain as he shoved his hands i

The bowl also flew right out, spilling the contents all over the floor. Darcy nursed the back of her hand, looking like she was in so much pain that her face contorted. I immediately apologized anxiously to her. "I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" However, I made sure to fix my gaze on the back of her hand. Lo and behold, the flesh on the back of her hand was burned and was even beginning to rot. The burn was so serious that even her bone showed through the singed flesh. Even the blood vessels surrounding the open wound had turned completely black.

I sneered, rolling my eyes, annoyed at her reaction. "That thing burned my hands!" Shirley blurted, terrified. She inspected her hands. A deep frown appeared on her forehead. "What's going on? I saw the flames devour my hands and it hurt very badly. Why is there no pain anymore?" she asked, confused. "Because I rubbed your hands with my miraculous oil so your skin could recover quickly from the burn. Don't worry it's just a first degree burn, it's not a serious burn. Your skin will recover quickly with the help of my miraculous oil," I assured her.