Does Asta Lose His Arm Novels & Stories

He has been training Jasper and Astra as Beta’s, and Aiden has even been to Green Forest to help them out, and I love how we are finally one big family. “Astra, how is your mom?” I ask, as she finishes my hair. She takes a deep breath and sighs. “She absolutely lost all sense of reality and becomes more and more weird everyday.” She says, shooting her big sister a look when Alisa clears her throat. “Maybe we should let mom grieve in peace? She lost her mate, Astra.” Astra snorts.

Anastacia’s heart skipped a beat and she felt her tears fall one by one like raindrops as her vision became blurry, “He’s dying…and so is my brother Caerus inside of him…” “Wh-what? What do you mean he and your brother are dying? Why is this? What..what is.. What’s happening? What happened, Asteria? Wh-why..why are…why are you wounded and weak? I can’t…I-I can’t remember anything” Ana began stuttering and started to tremble in fear.

Adam whispered, awe replacing his earlier urgency. "A place where answers await," Astaroth replied, a hint of sheepishness in his demeanour. He seemed almost... vulnerable here. I turned to face him. "You promised explanations." "And you shall have them," he assured me. But as I looked into his eyes, I couldn't help but notice the wound on his arm had stopped bleeding. The black blood had crusted over, leaving an eerie, tar-like scar. I glanced at Kane, concern gnawing at me.

Soulless error of nature. What do you want from my wife? - What? Do you even know who you're talking to? Your last name won't save you when... He failed to reach an agreement. Reiner rushed towards him with terrifying speed and squeezed his throat. The tormentor's eyes turned white, and Asta felt his strength leave his body. The pain was so unbearable that for a couple of moments he lost consciousness.

Gasps erupted around us. He hadn’t expected that. We hit the ground hard, rolling. He was stronger than before — feral, unhinged. “You were discarded,” he hissed. “Unwanted.” “Wrong,” I growled back. I drove my elbow into his throat and shoved him off. Damon finished it. One brutal, decisive strike that sent Viktor retreating with his remaining wolves. But not before he shouted: “If she loses this one too, it will break her.” Silence fell heavy.

♱ ⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅ ♱ Callisto's arms wrapped around my hips. "Are you sure you want this?" He asked me, and in his eyes there seemed to be a mixture of doubt and fear. It was obvious why. Asra was trouble, but, besides, I had hurt myself the last time I tried to help. He must have thought that there was nothing I could do without nearly screwing everything up along the way. I sank my face into his chest.

Even though you wanted to be with me, I couldn't help but see you wearing the mask of an evil person who took my family's love away from me and made me homeless despite having a home. I wanted to end the issue so quickly so I took you to the forest that night and abandoned you there, hoping for the worst to happen but the man found you and accused me of doing so. He sent me out, all of these…the position that I am…everything began with you!" Astro narrated. His pain was visible as his body was shaking. "I won't forgive him or you or his wife. I am here for my place and I will take it by force unless you give it to me at this very moment."

Astra said. "That's nice. I don't even have any scars of the sort, so I can't totally say I understand. The only thing I have that is relatively close to a burn is when I fell from a tree when I was young, I broke my arm, I still have the scar from then," Jared said and Astra smiled. She was quite like a boy when she was a child and fell from a lot of places.

“And you slashed my stomach open in return,” “Sheish! Stop painting me as the bad guy, I'm old,” Khang reacted with a goofy look. “Bring him in!” The door opened again and this time it was a lady with an eye patch dragging someone behind her. It wasn't until she sat him beside Raid that I realized it was Mr Ash. “Supreme Alpha,” Mr Ash spoke weakly. His face was disfigured and most of his fingers were broken. “Thank you Anita, you can go,” Khang dismissed the lady who threw me a stare before leaving.

“I missed football, I missed the excitement and adrenaline rush, but I could no longer do it with one arm. I got depressed. “My parents wanted to cheer me up, so we went to Ireland to visit our roots. Lovely place, lovely people. And then one day, in some stone temple we visited, a god appeared. He told me all about this game of gods. He said that if I accepted his offer, he promised me a magical arm. I got so excited, I forgot to ask his name. And the rest is history.” “He did promise you a magical arm,” Alex commented. “Yeah, he did.” He flexed his metal fingers. “I can actually feel with this thing, but I can’t feel pain, though. What about you, Katie? How did you end up here?”