Gojo Gets Stabbed Novels & Stories

He muttered, his voice strained. I grabbed the first aid kit from the cabinet, focusing on the task at hand. My hands moved with precision, cleaning the wound and stitching him up like I'd done countless times before. Joey shifted slightly, his jacket falling open to reveal a glint of silver tucked into the waistband of his pants-a razor blade, small but sharp. I kept my expression neutral, masking the quick flash of realization. As I reached for the gauze on the table, I made my move.

I grab Seven's blood tray from the crate. I do not know why except everyone wants blood today and I am tired of leaving useful things behind. The scarred woman breaks from Sarah and comes for me. "You made us," she spits. "No." Wrong answer. Too clean. She swings the hooked blade. I step back and my bad foot does not come with me. My hip hits the field unit. Pain tears white through my side. The blade catches my sleeve and opens cloth, not skin. Leo clicks from the waterproof bag.

He looks back at his Ninong in question, glancing back and forth between his face and his arm. “I swear she stabbed me. Goldie was there to see it,” Leonardo says, pulling back his arm. “Unless…” He glances at the door, remembering how Katcha was quick to get back on her feet right after she slit her own throat, and losing all that blood. She was the one who bled the most in the fight, yet he was the one who passed out first. Now that he's awake, she's still out there standing, cleaning up whatever mess they made.

However! Stab! Philip smirked coldly and stabbed the dagger down into Joel’s right leg. It went through his flesh and broke his nerves! Then, Philip finally got up slowly and took the towel handed over by Tiger. He wiped his hands and said coldly, “Giada, why did you bring so many people here?”

The man, consumed by rage, sprinted towards Jacob, screaming at the top of his lungs. “Come on!” Jacob roared. The man dashed towards Jacob with all the speed he gained, and then halfway through his course, the mound he stepped on suddenly collapsed and brought him down together with the leaves. The man wailed in agony. Jacob went over to him and dropped his gaze at the man. Bamboos tore through his body and blood came out from his gaping wound. Jacob crouched and reached down for the man's tactical army knife and holster which he wraps around his waist.

“It went through clean but she’s losing blood.” Ciro barely heard him. His entire body was locked around one horrifying realization: Someone had shot her. Those bastards had pointed a gun at his woman and pulled the trigger. The violence rising inside him became almost unbearable. Oriana winced suddenly, breath catching painfully. His focus snapped back instantly. “Stay with me.” She tried to laugh weakly. “Bossy.” His jaw tightened. Even bleeding she was still doing that. Still trying to soften things. His forehead touched hers briefly.

I snarled in pain, looking for anything to distract him while it fucking slowly heals. “Such a devotion,” he smirked, then waved to one of his men. The guy stepped forward with a knife. I lunged, even on my knees and half-broken.. “Damien, NO!” Serena screamed. The blade missed me by inches and I sank my claws into the guy’s throat, ripped it out, and stood. My ribs screamed every time I moved, but I couldn’t stop. Not when she was right there, standing frozen as Vincent’s filthy hand still gripped her arm. My vision was blurring, not just from blood, but from the helpless rage crawling up my throat like poison.

I'm hit by a sharp wave of pain as he thrusts into me gradually it turns to pleasure as he thrusts faster,harder and quicker my brain tells me to fight him off and run but my body aches for more pleasure than ever,I've always been this kind of slut but tonight I feel violated, He turns me over to face him I watch his lips move closer aiming for a kiss,disgusted and irked I kick him in the groin causing him to fall and sprawl on the ground ,I reach for my jacket, he pulls me by my ankle I try kicking him off but he's holding on too tight, restless and impatient I reach for the gun just before me pulling the trigger without second thought, he stays still not moving seconds after blood come gus

“Now we test whether he loses another one.” Scene 78: Survivor’s Guilt The needles flew. Hayate threw Kiyomi down and covered her. Silver struck his back. One. Two. Five. He jerked with every impact but did not move away. Raiken’s fire hit Soren across the chest. The black crystal shattered. Grandmother’s voice became a scream inside the room. The cages tore from the walls. Shigure dragged Shin clear as iron bars crashed across the floor. Daigo shifted and drove his shoulder into the central table, overturning it before more needles could rise.

Jude I’m so angry at myself. I was so worried about Wendy that I put myself in a vulnerable position and Stellan took advantage of it. Saggio got a chunk of flesh ripped out of his neck and while I know we’re losing a lot of blood, it’s not the kind of injury that will kill me.