Hatiku Mendadak Luka Mga Nobela at Kwento

Likely adrenalin racing through her body. “Are you okay?” I asked her softly. She nodded her head, as she looked to her leg. I looked down, not seeing anything. “Are you hurt?” I asked, concerned for her. Shaking her head, “No, but I do not understand how I healed so quickly. He used a knife to slice through my leg,” Jessica shared.

"Ummm!!! I... I never joined them. I sleep. Ouch!!! I pouted when he poked my forehead. "Lazy Love. No wonder you grow fast. Come on, sit. Let me heal your wound." He whispered. I pouted, moving away from him and sitting on the edge of the bed. He kneeled before me and raised my skirt again to expose my bandaged leg. He slowly removed the poor bandage that I wrapped my leg, and he growled when he saw a two inches long wound on it. It was deep because the glass pierced inside, and I held my scream when I pulled it out. One of my classmates pushed me the other day, and I fell to a broken glass near me. I quickly jerked away when he leaned closer on my leg, but he held me still. "What are you d

Realisation dawned on me too late, before I could get my body to move out of the way, Hunter came barreling forward, his hand outstretched, palm striking me in the face and his claws cut a deep wound across my cheek. My head swings sideways, echoes of sounds rung repeatedly in my ear. My hands moved out of reflex to grab the cheek that had been struck and I let out a wince at the sharp sting that followed. Not quite sure what happened next, as I was stuck between getting the ringing sound in my head to stop and hoping the deep cut on my cheeks heals without leaving a scar.

He tilts his head to the right, nodding at my bandaged wound. “Yeah, I already figured that out.” I remember the huge chunk of glass that Jace had removed from me. That thing will most certainly leave a nasty mark. “You know what? There’s an effective remedy to help heal a wound faster,” Luca offers straightening as he stands. “Great. And you only think of telling me that now?” I arch my brow. He smirks. Suddenly, I regret showing any interest in this so-called remedy of his. That devious smile screams of trouble.

“What are you talking about? You saved Arginieth from a dark future…” Hikari bowed. “I will… rest a little… ugh!” He groaned. Blood streamed from between the gaps of his finger. He stumbled. I held him before he fell on the floor. “Hiri! Call a doctor immediately!” I picked him up in my arms and rushed him to the doctor. I came out of the room where Hikari was being treated. I raked my hair back with my finger. Doctor said Hikari had suffered severe wounds because the rubble penetrated Hikari’s abdomen during the blast.

“Happy? You’re hurt but you’re happy?” Jeremy looked in the direction where Madeline left, grinning profoundly. “Jack, do you want to live happily with Daddy, Mommy, and Lily?” “Yeah!” “Then can you do something for me?” Jackson looked at Jeremy seriously, nodding without hesitation. … Even though Meredith managed to have a narrow escape from death, she gained two scars on her face. She rested for a few days so that her wounds could heal. However, it was not that easy for scars to fade away so quickly.

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.

If I was lucky. If I wasn’t, then they would try to throw something at me instead. More than once I was burned by hot coffee, or bruised from being hit by some fruit or vegetable that came with their breakfast. One time I was hit by an apple, and it hit me just right to sprout a gash on the top of my head. I needed stitches for that one, just to stop the bleeding long enough for my slower than normal healing to kick in. Today was worse than all of those combined.

I winced as I touched the tender spots on my skin, where she had grabbed me in her anger. “Damn…. She hates me so much…” I fought tears as I made my way to the bathroom to assess the damage, and my reflection showed the faint marks on my skin. I quickly applied some first aid treatment to the wounds, trying to take my mind off the stinging pain and the hurtful words. As I sat down on the bed, my phone suddenly buzzed, breaking the silence in the room. I picked it up, noticing a message from an unknown number. My curiosity got the better of me, and I hesitated for a moment before opening it.

Hopefully the damage would give me enough time to heal myself. Using my water tentacle, I covered the wound on my side, trying to suppress the rapid blood flow. My other arm still stung from the shard cut, but it didn't hurt as much as my stomach. Hurling Adrian in the air had really opened up the wound and intensified the pain. I focused on the water, trying to speed up the healing process and coerced my brain to come up with a plan.