Dj Screw Skull Novels & Stories

And this intense, brutal s3x wasn’t helping his mind one bit. The female was quiet now. Stilled. Dead? He didn’t care. But he did care about the scream. So he stopped. His golden, feral gaze settled on her. Jaw clenched as he shut his eyes momentarily. He got off the bed, grabbed the ale, and drank deeply before finally flicking his gaze across the room. On the table sat a skull. One he had taken from that dungeon. “Well,” he muttered, pouring more ale for himself. “It's nice seeing you again, Duncan Thornevale.”

Stefan grumbled, knocking the object with his knuckles, “It's a parietal bone, it's one of two located in the skull, it helps to form the roof of the cranium,” Lilith inspected it closely, “The real question is... Where is the other piece?” Stefan mumbled. “Guys—” I whimpered, swinging the torch from side to side, “if we don't leave right now, it's our skull next they are going to use as a dipper,” Gushing out of nowhere, a strong wind blew over us, putting out the flame,

JULIAN POV As I jerked upright, my skull collided with something solid, and my brain belatedly registered the impact. My eyes fluttered open, and I stared into a blurry face. Familiar eyes, creased with worry, came into focus. "Dude!" Jack growled, clutching his head with one hand while using another to steady me, his grip firm on my shoulder. "You just fucking cracked my skull," He hissed at me, his voice laced with pain.

He placed a hand on it but didn’t open it yet. “You sure you’re ready?” he asked. “No,” I admitted. Nick huffed a faint laugh. “At least you’re honest.” He pulled the door open. Cold air rushed out. My heart stuttered. I stepped forward before I could stop myself. Inside the SUV and leaning back against the seat with eyes closed and bandaged at the ribs, jaw bruised was Drake. He looked the same and different at the same time. His hair was longer, falling into his face and there were dark circles under his eyes.

Skye’s world blurred, and her pulse thundered in her ears as she was slammed down to the cold, unforgiving floor. Her skull screamed with pain as the back of her head collided with the hard surface, sending sharp waves of dizziness through her body. Her hair—her long, thick hair—was being yanked so hard it felt like her scalp might tear off. She opened her mouth, a guttural scream of rage and fear escaping her lips, but it was cut short as her breath hitched.

Son, can you hear me, Mr J asked shaking his son. S’busiso, he called him again but no response followed. S’bu had bruises all over but no deep wounds. G made some calls, the ambulance arrived within 20 minutes and took S’bu to hospital. He was assessed as having sustained a head injury and was taken for an emergency scan of the brain. After waiting for an hour, the admitting doctor came out to inform them that S’bu had fractures on his skull and unconscious but fortunately his brain was not affected. He was expected to make a full recovery but will be monitored in a high care unit for any complications.

That irritated Drake. He punched Dhari on his mouth, knocking a few teeth off in the process. "Ahhhhh.." Dhari screamed with pain. "Now tell me the name of the poison," Drake asked, flexing his wrist for another punch. Now blood is dripping from Dhari's mouth and nose and the swelling of the nose can seem gradual. The punch rattled his brain inside his skull. Dhari could hear the buzzing sound in his head even after a couple of minutes. "Tell me" Drake roared, making Dhari jump in his chair with fear.

the guy with slicked black hair shouted. “Where is Mr. Drake,” I demanded. Instead of replying to my question they just stood there looking at me curiously. “Where is Mr. Drake,” I shouted in frustration as the pain began to surface and I knew that if I stayed in my current position, I wouldn't last long. I held the Asian guy a bit tighter, making the broken piece of vase that I held on his throat dig a bit deeper into his skin but not deep enough to hurt him.

” Asher said, removing his hand from the back of her head and holding her steady on her side. Jordan moved her hair out of the way and studied the wound. She looked like she had been hit with something metal. He wanted to say a pipe of some sort. The way the skin flayed outwards and looked like it had exploded. He wasn’t sure how deep the wound went. He reached over grabbing a pair of hemostats and placed them gently inside the wound. Feeling around inside the wound he was relieved into did go into her skull. That her skull was still intact. Asher gave him a strange look.