Give Em Whiplash Novels & Stories

She kept her foot hard on the accelerator, and before she knew it, one of the black cars slipped off the bridge, falling into the rushing waters below. The collision had made Emma’s head hit the side, and her body shook violently. The airbag burst out suddenly, hitting her chest and face. For a few seconds, everything around her was a blur. Her head spun, and she felt dizzy. Her ears were ringing, and her body felt weak.

EMMA She looked over at me and her eyes go wide. She then whispers, “It is called a flogger. It has, however, been modified to contain silver and wolfsbane, to inflict as much pain as possible, but still allow you to recover and work by the evening.” “Very good… Now, since my young little Alpha here interfered with your punishment earlier tonight, she is now going to be punished for it and I thought it was only fitting that the one that caused the punishment to be here to watch.”

A black shadow flew at the speed of light and before anyone could react, a hand had smacked her face with so much force that it turned to the side. The crowd gasped in shock. Never in a billion years would they expect Mark to strike a woman. Eva's face was immediately swung to the side with so much force, she knew she just received a whiplash as she could feel a taste of blood in her mouth. Tears gathered in her eyes at the stinging pain in her cheeks, but she pushed them back. She didn't even slap Christine so hard like this earlier.

The gravity of my situation crushes down on me. "Apologize," Ember grits out, her fingers wrapping around my chin with a force that threatens to crush bone. The pressure intensifies, sending waves of pain radiating through my jaw. Despite the agony, I refuse to yield to her demand, my defiance burning bright within me like a flickering flame in the darkness.

My family would blame me for everything again. My arms were full of red welts from the whiplashes but weren't bleeding. That was Jeremiah’s way of abusing me every time. He never punched me or hit me with his hands, but he always whipped me, leaving me with red welts on my back. This time he went overboard and actually whipped me harder than ever before, peeling the skin off my back, and making it bloodied. My body trembled violently as I stayed under the shower and washed everything Jeremiah’s off my body.

And another. Emeriel screamed, overwhelmed, his back tearing under the thorns of the whip, blood trickling down. After the third strike, he may have slipped into shock. The sounds around him faded, the impact of each lash jarring him. It was raw agony... as if his entire body had been submerged in boiling water.

Shіt! Mаjоr whiplash. The pub began tо fіll uр rеndеrіng mу соnvеrѕаtіоn wіth Joel a nоn-ѕtаrtеr. I ѕіghеd, аnnоуеd at mу cowardly ѕеlf. Mауbе іgnоrаnсе wаѕ blіѕѕ?

Right now, they are fierce and strong. I felt a burning pain from his kick which I think bruised my arm, but I shook off the pain and continued to face both of them. They both encircled me from front and back. I heightened my hearing to see which side would move first. Unfortunately, both of them lunged at me at once, with claws that were ready to get to my throat. 'Get ready to shift!' Twyla commanded in my head, which surprised me, and I let her out.

Walking back to her, I saw her leaning against the car, her face scrunched in discomfort. "Are you alright?" I asked, concerned. Emma shook her head and pointed at her ankle. "When Jessica threw that glass frame at me, I couldn't believe it," she whined. "The shock made me lose my grip, and I sprained my ankle." My jaw clenched in frustration. Without a shred of doubt, I acknowledged that Jessica had been a cold monster. Eager to move past the incident, I wrapped my arms around Emma's shoulders to help her into the house.

She stumbled back, gasping, her ribs aching from the impact. “You’re making this too easy,” Elias taunted. Emma gritted her teeth. She barely had time to recover before he lunged again. This time, she moved. His fist skimmed past her face, and she pivoted sharply, bringing her elbow up. She hit his side, but it was like slamming into a wall. He barely reacted. Elias smirked. “That all you got?” He caught her wrist before she could pull away, twisting it sharply. A sharp pain shot up her arm as she dropped to her knees.