Give Em Whiplash Novels & Stories

“Why am I always clenching my asshole when you’re around these guys, Wrath?” Gage barked out a laugh. “Maybe Wrath’s the common denominator. He has some Hudson tendencies.” Weasel cupped his groin. “Nobody can have Hudson tendencies like Hudson. He’s just fucking unhinged.” “He told me about flaying that biker’s balls. It’s an interesting concept. I might have to try it the next time I’m asking questions nicely.” Jake laughed and motioned to Devon Longshire. “Get him in the van, Weasel. Your balls are safe tonight.”

Emily yelled now “Shut the hell up Emily, don’t tell me what to do” Ethan yelled now and before Ethan could even complete his statement Jackson moved in with a punch, hitting him straight in the jaw and Ethan staggered back in awe, holding his jaw as the pain radiated throughout his entire face.

Ember and Lucian are demonstrating the next exercise, Ember grabs his waist and pulls backwards as hard as she can while Lucian pulls forward rather lazily. I turn to look at Cillian shouldn't we be the other way round? I thought but wondered how I would possibly pull him. Cillian gently places his second hand on my hips, being careful of his nails and the action is enough to tug at my heart. Ember blows her whistle and Cilian begins to pull, but not too hard, I try to move forward mimicking a running motion. I hear a sudden crack in my back and tense up but all I feel is relief. After a few seconds Ember blows her whistle again.

Giovanna I was stiff my body ached and I knew it was from the impact of tackling the rogue and then from the muscles it took to hold onto James's wolf as we had run. I hadn't even opened my eyes and I felt like I had been hit by a train, with my eyes still shut I gently moved my limbs to see what hurt the most. It felt like my right shoulder and right knee where the most tender. I rolled slowly onto my back and eased myself up off the mattress gently without waking Lucas or Sam. Years of the mother's skill of untangling herself from a sleeping baby or toddler doing me justice as I stood. I stiffled a groan as I bit back the pain. I had obviously given myself some sort of whip lash in the ant

No fear of the speed or the dark curves of the elevated highway we’d just merged onto. “Ethan—they’re right there—” “I see them.” His knuckles were bone-white on the wheel. Another brutal impact. This one lifted the back end of the Mercedes slightly before slamming it back down. My teeth clacked together. Pain flared in my neck from the whiplash. Something cracked loudly on the rear bumper, maybe and then the sickening sound of tearing metal as pieces of our car rained onto the asphalt behind us. “Fuck—hold tight, baby—” He floored it again. The speedometer needle danced past 160 km/h. The world outside became a smeared tunnel of lights and motion.

“Blаkе mаn, іt was ѕо rаndоm. I was tеѕt firing a mother оf a rifle into оur bullеt rесоvеrу tаnk, and whеn I turnеd off оnе оf those аntіԛuаtеd valves, ѕоmеthіng juѕt popped. It wаѕ weird. Thе рhуѕіоlоgіѕt ѕауѕ it’s just a ligament ѕtrаіn. I gotta be careful, thоugh. Wоuldn’t want it to gіvе myself any реrmаnеnt dаmаgе. Wrists are tоо іmроrtаnt.”

My arms buckled, and I collapsed forward, unable to hold myself up any longer. Victor tossed the whip aside. “Stand,” he ordered. I tried. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t even lift my head. “Get up Elijah North!” He barked. “If you want to prove for once that you’re worthy of our family name, then get the hell up!” I cringed. My limbs shook and my back screamed in pain, the whip had silver and wolfsbane on it, which explained how it’d hurt me so deeply. My muscles felt disconnected from my actual body and my spine burned.

And she looked over at Quinn who looked absolutely and completely devastated. “Well Em we’re gonna run a few more tests and keep you tonight. But if everything looks good you can probably go home by tomorrow. But you have to take it easy, you’ve been through alot. You had a concussion, three broken ribs, sprained your wrist, and you fractured your shoulder.

"Mmm..." "Oh my goodness!" Emily's head hit Wolfgang's chin directly, causing her to cry from the pain: "I'm so sorry, I didn't expect that." Wolfgang's mother apologized, touching Emily's head sympathetically: "Emily, are you hurt?" Emily shook her head vigorously: "Um... I'm fine, really."

"She's saying that we are all... wait, what's that again? A... doofus? You mean, we're all doofus?" Emika nodded curtly with narrowed eyes and signed something else. Shivaay scowled like a kid. "Now that's not fair. Why not VVJ?" She just shrugged and nudged Chelsea to drive toward the destination. Emika never drives a vehicle without anyone joining her because it could be fatal if she couldn't detect the honk or something which might lead to an accident. Which is why she always takes a cab. For the club destination, Chelsea quickly volunteered for Emika to carpool with her. It must be her loquacious personality so that she could babble with no pause by having a quiet company.