Novel & Cerita Head Swap Stories

The woman walked away from the entrance and two men in white walked in towards him. “Wait. No Wait!” Finally, Anderson came to his senses and tried to reason, but the men were already on him, pinning him to the bed. “No. You need to listen to me! Please, stop!” One of the men pulled out a needle and stuck it in his neck. Anderson immediately began to feel the effects. He no longer had strength in his legs and his vision suddenly became unfocused and blurry.

"What do we have here?" Just then, Rager walked up behind him, silently, slowly getting in position. She raised her head quickly, noticing that somebody was in front of her. When she saw Rager, she gasped, and he instantly turned around. Rager did not waste another moment as he bit down on the guy's head. The guy thought he could get free as he instantly reached up, grabbing hold of Rager's bottom jaw. Rager wasted no time as he shook the man from side to side. Then suddenly, his head popped off its shoulders as the delicate bones in the neck could not take any more strain. She was horrified as the guy's body was flung a short distance away as his head was now severed from his body.

I said with a much lackluster in me that I redefined the meaning of sarcasm. Suddenly and totally unexpected on my part she hit the brakes. If not for my body being secured by the seat belt, I would have been thrown forward, head slam into the dashboard, cracked skull, cut on my forehead, blood dripping down to my nose, dizziness and I'm petty sure I would have had a concussion as well by now.

Savannah and Phoebe looked confused by the bag. I took a deep breath and slowly opened one of the bags. My eyes widened, and I stepped back, looking at what was inside the bag! Oh my God! "That’s your Father’s head!" Meggay said, with a crazy look. Savannah and Phoebe were also shocked by the gift. I swallowed before opening the other bag. My eyes widened even more when I saw Prince’s head! The rapists had no heads, and they were in the bag! "And that’s your Brother’s head!" she exclaimed excitedly. I swallowed while looking at them, their eyes half-closed with blood dripping from their mouths.

When our eyes met, I knew. She was Julia Harrison. Our bodies had swapped. I wanted to grab her to the side and ask what was going on, but she simply winked at me. "Julia, come in. I'll tell you some interesting stories." She was giving me a signal, so I went along and followed her inside. Norman hurried after us, sounding a little flustered. "Cindy, why are you letting this woman disturb our time together?" But in a place Julia couldn't see, Norman squeezed my hand lightly. I awkwardly pulled my hand away.

"Juliet, good news. The medical device company agreed to your condition. They're setting aside five million to launch the 'HeartShield Foundation' for underprivileged heart patients." "That's amazing." I actually meant it. "They want to meet next week to go over details." "I'm free anytime." After we hung up, warmth spread through me. Maybe none of this was pointless. If my story helped even one heart patient, then the nightmare meant something. That night, an anonymous email hit my inbox. It was from Hampton. Sent from prison. [Dear Juliet, By the time you read this, I've started my sentence. I know an apology doesn't change anything, but I'm sorry. I failed the two years we had. I failed y

Who knows what their story is, but they plan on taking out their anger and frustrations on me. Even knowing they were going to torture me, I don’t know if you can prepare for it fully. I took a deep slow breath in and thought of Leah’s beautiful face as a large fist made contact with the left side of my head, just in front of my ear. My head twisted to the side and I’m sure I heard something crack in my jaw. No matter how bad it hurt I would not show it on my face. I took another deep breath and thought of Leah with her little sketchbook, trying to solve a pack problem, whack. My nose was bleeding heavily now. Leah in my black t-shirt after getting out of the pond. A kick to my gut sent

A man on a motorcycle was passing an eighteen-wheeled truck carrying sheet metal when one of the sheets shifted of and fell off the side of the lorry, neatly cutting off the motorcyclist's head. His headless body continued on its route, overtaking the truck. The truck driver saw the headless biker overtaking and immediately had a heart attack, severing his truck off the road into a ravine. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

I walk over to him and take his hands. "Jon, look at me. I'm telling you the truth. We'll explain more later, but we need to take care of this mess right now. Adam and Lester were selling these people. They were going to sell me, and Adam tried to rape me. My panther Skye ripped his penis off; that's why he's in there screaming." Shaun walks over and puts his arm around my shoulders.

"I saw you passed out in a pool of blood so I rushed you here. Are you okay sweetie." The nurse comes in with a doctor now. The woman steps away while the doc points a light in my freaking face. I want to push him away, but there isn't an ounce of strength in me. "Could you tell me your name?" "Of course. Anderson Gabriel Matheos. Do you need to know my date of birth or body count too? I'm leaving." "Not just yet. You sustained an injury to your head. Luckily it's nothing major and your memory is intact."