Lidah Perih Seperti Luka Novels & Stories

I tried to scream, but the sound died in my throat as I felt the deep, searing scratches tear through my skin. My body jerked, and I stumbled forward, falling onto the floor as the pain spiked, unbearable, like my very bones were being shattered. Mira’s voice was a distant echo. “Lena? Lena!” she cried, her voice frantic, but I couldn’t respond. I looked down at my back, and I saw it. The scratches. Deep, jagged, and raw, like something had clawed at me from the inside out. Blood dripped from the wounds, pooling on the floor beneath me.

And then—silence. The water stopped. The comforting rhythm of the showerhead fell dead. “Ugh… what now?” Eyes closed and face covered in suds, Lisa blinked against the sting. At first, it was just irritation—then pain, sharp and familiar. Her memory flashed to the time she’d rubbed chilli into her eyes while chopping jalapeños, the violent stinging, the helpless flailing. This was the same. Maybe worse. “God—DAMN IT! SHIT!”

Aida is pretty strong, stronger than she was before. Without warning, my skin is pierced, causing me to scream out. “A…Aida…Aida?! What are you doing?!” She doesn’t answer, but her mouth is latched onto my neck. I imagine this is what being marked feels like, but this hurts. I struggle against Aida, but I have no room to move around. Her arms get tighter and tighter. I don’t know if my breathing restriction is worse than what Aida is doing or not, but they both suck.

Her nails digging into his neck as her thoughts screamed out to him. ‘No please. Please, don’t go.’ Layla cried out as the pain came back in ten folds. She cried out as the pain shot through her legs. Aiden hurriedly pulled her against him again. He moved layla from a bride-style positions to her wrapping her legs around his waist as he moved to climb into the bath. Layla dug her head deeper between his neck and collarbone, desperately wanting more relief from the piercing ice cold pain.

I had some pretty nasty scratches along my back that needed fixing up. "They'd heal much faster if you'd let your little boyfriend lick them," Lila told me with a slight giggle. I raised my eyebrows at her as she stepped over to log. What did she mean by that? "Your mate's saliva speeds up the healing process," Lila explained after noticing my confusion. I nodded at her and rolled my eyes at the first comment she had made. Liam wasn't going to be going anywhere near me whilst he owed me an apology. Lila fixed up my back quickly. She was gentle and thorough. I liked that she was looking after me the same way I would look after her.

This wasn't the Ironridge compound or any place I'd ever been. I tried to sit up and my body screamed at me from every direction at once. My feet throbbed with a deep, blistering pain that made my eyes water, and the scratches covering my arms ranged from shallow scabs to deeper wounds that had the raw pink look of being cleaned and treated by someone who knew what they were doing. My throat felt like I'd swallowed gravel and my head pounded so hard behind my eyes that the firelight made me squint. "Don't."

Loid gave me another lecture before he started pulling them out of my feet and my legs. He was not kidding at all. At first, I was able to hold up just fine. Until he moved on to the pieces that were stabbed deep into my muscles as well. By the time he was done pulling out the glass pieces off of my skin, my throat was sore due to constant screaming, my chest was hurting while I breathed and my legs were in so much pain that my body started to feel numb. I didn't want anyone to touch my legs anymore.

Stephen began to step forward while asking. " Oh my God ! How did this happen ? And so much blood!!! " Stephan turned around and asked the nurse with a loud shout, " It's a deep shallow Laceration !!! Stitches will have to be applied immediately." Amira instantly turned her gaze at Haider whose eyes are fixed on the blood coming out of Amira's wound, seeing which Amira gets worried because she knows what Haider does whenever he hurts Amira, " Haider … " She swallows the aloe of her fear with saliva and looks at Haider and calls out to him, which Haider turns unheard.

I almost thought he’s going to beat the shit out of my ass but he eventually let go of me. “Aw… Arggh!” Idris groaned in pain crouching like an old man. “Are you okay, sir?!” I suddenly felt a dosage of pity and concern. “I think my stitch just opened.” He replied as he held his waist. “We need to go back to the clinic.” “Yeah, I think it’s bleeding.” “Okay.”