Hatiku Mendadak Luka Novels & Stories

"I don't believe that. You're a lair. I don't believe a word you s-" I took off my shirt halfway to reveal the healing hole that I got last night. Immediately she set her eyes on it, she gasped in shock. "Lucian!!" "I got that from fighting them. He slit a silver sword into me." "Fuck!! How did you survive it?! It's already getting bloody again. Why didn't you dress it before we left?" "You wanted to leave as soon as possible. I couldn't fight it, so I told them that I was coming back tomorrow-"

It was then I noticed the torn fabric of Kiara’s dress. Placing the pillow back on the bed, I said, “Stretch out your legs.” Her eyes widened and she looked at me as if I had given her a death sentence. Chuckling, I lifted her leg gently and stretched it across the bed. She winced as I lifted the lacy fabric of her dress above her knees. Her face flushed and she asked in a flustered voice, “What are you doing?” Rather than replying to her, I got busy examining the wound. There were a few scratches and a deep cut. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “Why isn’t the wound healing?”

He seemed to be aiming a long, sharp, pointed weapon until it hit the eye of a Lycan who wanted to attack him. Lilly shifted again to look at the next painting. The injured Lycan held its eyes with one hand while kneeling. Blood oozed from the wound which crossed from his forehead to his chin. Lilly was sure that kind of wound would leave a scar. She gasped after remembering that she had seen someone with the same wound. “Luna Lilly, good morning.” Lilly jolted when she heard a sudden voice greet her. She turned her head and an old woman was waiting for her at one of the tables, not far from where she stood.

I want to know what my Wolf looks like but I should be patient since Eva said so. Just to satisfy my curiosity, I decided to hurt myself so that I can know how fast I heal. I searched around Mary's room and found a blade. I don't even know if this is hygienic ! I took the blade and tried to cut my thumb open. It was difficult piercing the skin and when I was finally successful, it just hurt for a few seconds before the opening closed mysteriously. No single scratch could be seen on the spot, that was the coolest moment of my life.

It was my mate, lunging toward me with the speed of light. And before I could have the opportunity to brace myself for the attack, she sunk her claws into the other side of my ribs, making me bare my teeth at the impact. Blood gushed out of my wound, and that was when I realized that the first wound was still bleeding profusely. I wasn't healing. Why the fuck wasn't I healing? Something was wrong. Terribly, terribly wrong.

So what-' I do not finish my statement when she rushes towards me with the sharp edge of the glass raised high above her head, her eyes gleaming with hurt and hatred which I know were not for me. I duck again before she can reach me but not before the glass cut deeply into my upper arm and I let out a loud groan before hitting the floor, landing on the shattered glasses that pricked my sides. Fuck!!! How many stitches do I have to get before my life falls back to normal.

"But hey, I'm curious. How'd you do that to that psychopath?" "Do what?" "You said you got mad and hurt her that she was injured for weeks. Don't vampires heal fast?" "Not really fast but it doesn't take long compared to us. I guess my punches and kicks were just too hard, that's why she was injured for weeks," I said, shrugging. "Woah. I guess I should not mess with you then?" Marrah joked, making me laugh. "You better not," I jokingly responded. We broke into a peal of laughter.

Kian "Fuck." I curse under my breath and leap over to her. There has already pooled a lot of blood between her legs, and more is still streaming down the bite wound. Her sunshine complexion is fading fast, leaving a sickening grayish tone on her beautiful face. How stupid can I be to lose sight on her wounds. To get so damn distracted by raging jealousy when I heard his name. It's a rookie mistake, and Hella, I am no rookie. I lap up the blood streaming down her leg and close the wound. That should do the trick.

I should have attended karathe or boxing classes . He walked towards the wood never leaving my hand for a second amidst all my protests..When I stopped struggling, his grip loosened and held my hand like its the most precious thing for him.. We walked in to woods with the help of mobile torch..suddenly I stumbled on a big stone and landed down with my knees.. Sharp edge of the stone cut my leg ,but nothing unbearable..It was like a little scratch and a blood drop popped out.... " shit ! What happend Riya ? Are you hurt? " His voice showed so many emotions that I could not figure out what it is.

It was the second time I'd admitted to myself, and out loud, that I wasn't good enough for her, but I didn't feel better, I felt worse. "Make it hurt like hell." I informed the inquisitive tattoo goddess that'd suddenly gone silent. I turned around to find the queen blinking away tears. "It's an order, Hikeemat. I'll kill you if it doesn't hurt." She nodded with empathy and I laid on my chest once again. Just as I felt the first sting of the needle hitting my skin, I heard the door burst open, and Hik's strangled scream informed me the dead rat was Trigger. I slowly sat up and reached for my gun, but the news Trigger had stopped me halfway.