Hatiku Mendadak Luka Novels & Stories

He walked back to the candelabra and picked up a glass of mead he was drinking earlier on and poured it over the wound. Lora tried her best to get up, but she could not even see a few feet further from where she was. Her right eye was completely swollen, blurring her vision. Her ribs were aching with every breathe, she was sure a couple had fractured under the immense force of the hit she took earlier on. Jrue on the other hand seemed to be in better shape than her, despite receiving a thrashing worse than hers. He was the first one to his feet.

"No Eric, take it easy, it's okay. Anyway, it's not your fault. We had no way of knowing that Juliette would lose her mind, but please, Eric... Stay away from the crazy ones! I love my life, okay? And apparently being your friend should come with a warning card." Eric gives me his beautiful and perfect smile for what I just told him, blushes, sighs and says, "I swear I'll try to stay away from the crazy ones." While he says it, he helps me stand up while he checks my wounds. I have a couple of bruises on my hip and waist from landing on the ground on my side. Damn, what a strength that crazy psycho has! Who would believe that Miss Perfection is a total lunatic and psychopath? Good heavens! N

When it ended, I’d get hurt. So I made the choice any sane person would: enjoy it while it was good and didn’t hurt anyone. Well, Gabe was hurt. But I knew my dad wouldn’t have punched him without a good reason. And Gabe didn’t seem fazed by the bruise blooming on the right side of his face. I stood and touched the reddening, purpling spot. “Think Hirudoid would help here?” I asked. “I’ve got some in my bag.” “Hmm… got a runaway med student here!” he teased, pulling me against his body.

Harriet looked at him worriedly. Liam, who had just realized what he had just done, began to feel the effects of his sudden movement. Painful. "Uh-huh… I'm good…" Liam whispered, holding back the pain. Looks like, when it came to Harriet, Liam would jump right into the fire pit if needed without realizing what he was doing. "How about you, Madam? Is the wound on your leg…" Harriet smiled and explained, "My wound is completely closed, although there are still scabs, a sign that my wound is still healing.".

Lyric’s P.O.V “Hey,” I leaned back from the doorjamb. “Patch me up?” She made a very tiny movement in her face and crinkled her eyebrows at me. “Why?” “Because I’m injured,” I pointed towards my knuckles and towards my busted lip. “And I don’t know how to patch up a slit lip.” “And I was the only one that came to your mind?” She crossed her hands over her chest, pushing up her breasts further. She wasn’t all big and rounded, but I could tell that she’d be a handful. Perfect for my hands.

It was as if she had been dreaming up until now, to be awakened by the crude reality of everyone’s suffering. Some women had open gashes that seemed to have been quickly and sloppily sewed. Others had linen cloths wrapped practically all around their limbs. Some had suffered concussions and burns when the roofs of ceilings had collapsed on them. Aside from bruises and a few scratches where Hova swords had nicked her, Scarlett’s only wound was from the Tiger Spirit who had scratched her shoulder. It would have been ideal if she had gotten it stitched. But now it was already scabbing. It would soon become a horrible scar, she thought.

A tear forms in the corner of my eye and slides down my face into the water. “I was cooking dinner one night, and I made the snap decision to do it. A-after I finished chopping the vegetables, I washed the knife, then I… I just stabbed myself. I tried to drag the blade across my stomach, that’s why the scar is so long; I wanted to do as much damage as I could. But I ended up passing out from the pain. When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed, with Dr. Maddox looking down at me. The room was guarded, and I was cuffed to the bed.”

Victoria put on her show. Both hands swung. Ten clean slaps across my face. On the last one, she flung me backward. My back hit the corner of a table. Blood ran from the scratches across my cheek. She started crying. "I'm sorry, Aria. I didn't want to hit you. Let me take you to the Pack Healer." She bent down to help me up. In the blind spot where Derek couldn't see, she dug her nails into the open cuts on my face.

My eyes darted all over as it seemed like he was trying to get away, but the other was faster. “Shit,” Hakim said, standing. After maybe five minutes the larger one attacked again, this time with fire. It was close enough that I felt the heat, and Hakim shielded me. Kids and women began to run into the woods. I could swear my heart was pounding in my ears.I still didn’t even really know Liam, but I didn’t wish this on anyone. I looked back up as soon as I could only to see Liam get bitten again but this time he began to fall right out of the sky.

“AAHHH’ I screamed loudly when I felt a slash in the skin of my shoulder. I fell to the floor instantly soaked in my own blood. I tried to reach Lucian through the mind link but I was too weak. I knew the wound was not healing because the pain hurt more as each second passed. I stayed still on the floor as tears fell my eyes, Is this how I’m going to die? I hadn’t even told Lucian I loved him yet. I haven’t had enough time to know Jack yet. I still don’t know what’s wrong with Henrietta and Lucy, oh Lucy. She doesn’t know how much I love her. “RAINA!!!” I could not move to see who called me. The voice was faint in my ears. I could not even recognize the voice but I was glad someone found me.