Eren Yeager Biting Hand Novels & Stories

"You bite. Anyway, I won't let go of my hand!" Daisy raised her head and stared at him. She did not know what to show on her face. She opened her mouth and bit down again. This time, she was biting herself! Sean was shocked. "Daisy!" He reached out his hand to grip her lower jaw and said, "Let go! Don't bite yourself. Bite me, okay?" Daisy fixed her eyes on him and did not move. She could not think of anything else, and all she wanted was to get rid of him!

Though it was loosen from the push, he still had it in his fist. His eyes were much more furious at me, when he again pulled me but no one cared, "Why the hell in the world? Did you get involved in this mess?" He gritted at my face, when I tried to get his hands away from my other one. He was not letting go. "Why?" He screamed when he saw me ignoring his question, but since he wasn't leaving, I took my mouth towards his arm and bite him, he was strong at first but I kept my teeth intact till he left. He didn't yell. But it was definitely hurting, there was a whole mark around his hand of my teeth.

Had she done it wrong? She gave a cry a moment later when his teeth sank into her palm. It hurt badly, burned and she tried to pull her hand away but he didn’t let her. He just held it and then raised up his free hand having sat back. Fenrir bit into his own as well. Her heart was beating fast and hard. What was he doing? She didn’t think that she liked it and she could see the blood on his lips when he pulled his palm away. Then gripped her bleeding hand with his. His canines looking far larger in that moment when he clearly said something that was silent. She couldn’t read his lips though with what he said.

Then she moves behind him and forces a gag into his mouth. I don’t know what satisfies me more: the way his screams pitch so high he goes silent, or the way his bones crunch under the first blow of the hammer. The second and third blows are pretty satisfying, too. By the time I’m done, what used to be his artistic hand is nothing more than a skin sack filled with shattered bone. Ewing is just this side of passing out. His eyes have rolled back in his head, and he’s pissed himself. Thankfully, none of it got on my shoes, or I’d be moving on to his other hand, too.

He extended his right hand to Yhera with a confident smile. Yhera looked at Seigfred's extended hand then slowly fixed her eyes on the man's dark brown, a bit chinky and mysterious eyes, a well sculptured nose and lips, and a ruggedly, handsome face. Yhera's heart skipped to beat. "Well, Ma'am did I pass your physical survey?" The tone of Seigfred Yee seemed so amused. Yhera's sweet face turned to cherry red, "Err, alright can we check our cars' damages now?" she stammered a little. She ignored the man's intent to have a handshake with her.

Rhaegar grabbed his arms and looked down at his hands. " These hands touched what they shouldn't have. Let's teach them a lesson, shall we?" Crack. Crack. An agonizing scream resonated through the halls, and I gasped. Rhaegar broke his hands. He punched him several times, and I hid my face in Kiyana's neck. I felt limp in her embrace, and darkness overtook me.

The lip was bitten by Brawen to keep the pain from bleeding, she dreamily grabbed the hem of Chris's shirt sitting in front, wanted to say something but couldn't say it. Chris's face was still lacking emotion, but his breathing was clearly a bit heavy, looking at the sweaty white shirt from Brawen's hands, he slowly shook his head. Ammo of the Yatogami family, bat saliva can only destroy a small amount, in order to save Brawen, she had to cut open her hand to remove the bullet.

Fascinated by the sight, she wondered if science could even explain this. “Seems like your body did not forget what it once accustomed to, you probably let it guide you.” Zyair glance at her, but she did not do the same. He found her amazed by the earlier performance. “Is it the air?” Dale asked as his ears shifted, waiting for answers. “It looks like one,” Zyair freed his hand from clenching Yuna’s wrist, planning to pat Dale's head, but Dale unerringly moved away from him and took an attempt to bite his hand.

Taking her hands in mine and looking at the vampire bit on her forearm. “Are you okay?” I ask. “Do you feel different?” I grow more frantic with every second of silence. “I am fine. Help Monty.” She whispers and I turn in time to watch the sandy furry beast land on Eagon’s back, allowing Monty to thrust his clawed hand into the chest cavity of Eagon and rip out his un-beating heart.

Then he'd say he was just having a nightmare, and that Eulalia would wake up when he did. The next moment, Percival suddenly raised his hand and bit down hard. They say that in the depths of anguish, people can be jolted awake from a nightmare, but why was he still not waking up even as he drew blood biting his own hand? Tasting the salty, metallic blood in his mouth, his hand bleeding profusely where he'd bitten it, Percival didn't stop, his jaws clamping down with a force that seemed intent on tearing through his entire hand.