Mad Dragon Injury Novels & Stories

His mouth opened wide, showing off a mouth of razor-sharp teeth that latched onto her throat. My hands grabbed onto my throat. I could not breathe, and the pain was unbearable. We were ripped away from our astral walk. My spirit slammed back into my body. It took a moment to orient myself. “Fuck, beauty,” Maddox said, grunting as he leaned over me. The pain in my neck was still there. Warm blood spread out from the wound. How in the hell did I get injured where the girl did? There had to be a reason for this. It was so fucking hard to think through the pain though.

It was making a mess on the floor and everything was red. It was so red. She didn't like red. She liked purple. And she hated blood. She didn't like it because it meant pain, because it meant there was a scratch or a wound. The pull on the back of her mind made her blink, and she immediately knelt and pushed his hand to his side. Hop groaned at the pressure, lips shaking as his eyes were closing. Madie was suddenly pulled to her big space. "N-no..." Madie whimpered, putting more pressure on his wound to stop the blood from coming out. He can't sleep. It was dangerous to sleep. In the movies, whenever a stabbed person closed their eyes, it meant danger. They can't sleep. He can't sleep.

Why does he have to get involved with our kind? He was like that for about a minute before he stood up properly and looked away. “Can…you accompany me in the hospital?” he asked, as if he’s begging me to come with him. Without hesitation, I nodded. I held his hand tightly. When we arrived at the hospital a devastating news welcomed us. Dr. Raymond Madrigal is dead on arrival. The doctor said that the bones of Dr. Raymond are all broken. His organs were badly injured. The doctor even said that it looks like a monstrous animal attacked his father.

He had poured it for me himself and it was from the one he had been drinking. I knew better than to decline it. I did not want to anger him. So I took the glass cup from him and took a big gulp of the drink. He grinned in satisfaction. "Is Maddy okay?" I asked. He nodded his head. "She's resting. The doctor says she'll be back to her fullest soon. It was just a minor injury," he explained. I smiled back at him and took another sip of the wine. The house seemed deserted and it was usually crawling with men who worked for Damon.

He didn't just fall; he flew, his body hurtling through the air until he slammed into the concrete barrier ten yards away and crumpled into a heap. I blinked, trying to clear the fog. Maddie stood over me, her chest heaving, her eyes glowing with a terrifying, beautiful intensity. "Dare? Dare, look at me!" she cried, dropping to her knees and pulling me into a crushing hug. "Ow," I managed, though I didn't want her to let go. "Careful... I think my soul is... trying to leak out of my ears." "Shut up," she sobbed, her hands roaming over my face and chest, checking for wounds. "Just shut up and breathe. I've got you. I'm right here."

Madalyn hurriedly rose to her feet to meet him. Due to her impatient movements in addition to her older age, Madalyn almost fell from her stumbling footsteps. Fortunately, Jensen quickly held onto her. Madalyn anxiously asked the doctor, " How is my grandson?" "The patient's wounds are deep, and the new wound is right on the position of the old injuries with major blood loss. Thankfully, we were able to save him in time. He won't be in any life-threatening danger, but his body will be frail. He would need to recuperate for a while. "Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Madalyn almost fainted from all the panic.

"Just what on Earth are you? Why can't you speak even simple English?!" He put his hands on his waist as he reprimanded Lot 520. He was like a father scolding his daughter for not doing her homework. After that, he started cooking while enduring the searing pain his wound caused him. The bandage was not wrapped properly and he needed to see Jake Mondragon, one of his bosses in Foedus and also their doctor, to attend to his wounds. So much for just a woman!

If he got tired, he would stop his hand because he was afraid that the cutter would slip due to sweat in his hands. "Di Kope Kom Di Kope Koom" "Heads are coming. Heads are coming." A black man came screaming. Now all the other men were holding people's necks and bending down. Xavier quickly hid the cutter. He had a concussion in his neck. And the neck was down, and in front of it were many men's feet. "War on Hill Begasi" "Where is all the stolen goods?" There was a squeaky sound. Maybe he could understand only a few words. He was asking for stuff from the rest of the people.

The next thing that happened freaked everyone out as the contents on the table exploded towards Maxia. Before anyone could move, Vandal was in front of her, holding her to himself as the magic energy burned his back like acid. “No! Why!” Maxia screamed as she tried to hold onto his tall frame. “Why would you do that?!” “To protect my mate,” he replied with a wince. His voice filled with pain. “I’m calling Doc!” Sapphire yelled as she reached for the phone on my desk. Dravo had Meadra in his arms and they both had shocked expressions on their faces.

“Yes, Doctor. Tyler told me about the fall, but I don’t remember anything. Can you please explain what happened?” Doctor Bennet took a seat beside Madison’s bed, preparing to share the facts. “Certainly, Madison. You took a fall, and sadly, it resulted in a head injury. The memory loss you’re having is a common side effect. We’re running tests to ensure everything is okay, and we’re watching you closely.” Madison’s mom’s eyes widened with worry. “Tests? What kind of tests? Is something seriously wrong?”