Mata Tiba Tiba Perih の小説・ストーリー

“Take a deep breath as we practised –“ She was saying but my ears rang. “Take a – take a deep what? It feels like I am being split open!” I exclaimed, tears dripping into my ears as I gasped. The excruciating pain continued for hours. It was so long and so terrible that I felt myself on the verge of passing out at least three times and in the end, I was rewarded with a tiny cry that made all the hours of pain fade. But only for a while. ** “He is pretty.” My mate grinned as he held our baby and my heart swelled with so much love I feared it would burst.

One second, I was looking up at the sky, and the next, I was colliding with the sharp, rocky ground. Pain ricochets through me, and I scream at the intensity of it. The sharp sting of the impact exploded throughout my entire body. My vision was blurry as I lay there, trying to regain comprehension of my surroundings, but it hurt like hell, and I was bleeding so much, bleeding everywhere. That was when I heard the deadly roar of my mate.

“There was such terrible pain all over my body a moment before, Doctor… My head, my body, my hands, and my feet were all very painful. It hurt so deeply that I couldn’t move my whole body, couldn’t move my hands and my feet.” “What the pain was like? Could you please explain it more detailed?” asked the doctor still frowning his forehead. Eriwan was seen thinking hard to recollect about the pain occurring to his whole body a moment before when he was still in his karate club. “Mmm… It came suddenly, Doctor… It felt as though I had been beaten using a long piece of wood. At the other time, it also felt as though I had been thrown with a kind of chinaware or glassware. I felt as if my blood ha

My fingers tapped against the edge of the table, my mind restless, unsatisfied. I was still seething when a strange discomfort rippled through my stomach. At first, it was a dull ache, hardly worth my attention. I ignored it, my nails scraping against the wood as I took another breath. But then— A sharper pain shot through my lower abdomen, like claws tearing into me from the inside. I sucked in a sharp breath, my spine going rigid. What in the name of— A bead of sweat trickled down my temple. The pain came again, twisting, burning—worse than before.

I try to keep my pace normal, trying to act as if I was fine but deep down I know I wasn't. I whimpered in pains while holding the side of my tummy tightly. It's obvious Tyler is mating out with Nabita. "Don't they have anything reasonable and tangible to do with their time than to keep causing me pain?" I muttered to myself almost breathlessly. Tears welled up my eyes as the pains increases…. I tried holding to to something at least to support but my vision was blurry due to the tears though it's was before the pains started. I hit my leg on something which I can assume to be glass because of it's shattering sounds, my head continues spinning occasionally as my vision became more blurry tha

As always, she responds before I even voice my concerns. "Do not fret little one. The completion of the mate bond made it possible. Now brace yourself because this is going to hurt. No matter how much pain you are in, please do not scream. We do not want to blow the trumpet now, do we? Focus on happy thoughts only and you will get through this." Before I even have time to digest all this, I am suddenly, engulfed in flames of pain. The pain is so excruciating that I feel as if I might pass out. I then recall Mirah's advice and try to focus on happy thoughts.

he roared, his voice cutting through the turmoil. Yet, amidst the pandemonium, a sudden sharp pain ripped through Amelia's abdomen, stark and vicious, doubling her over momentarily as she gripped the side of the ship. The pain took her breath, sharp and invasive, striking like the clang of swords ringing out across the battleground. She breathed through it, pushing past the wave of discomfort as adrenaline pumped through her veins.

But then, suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my chest. It started as a dull ache, but within seconds, it became unbearable. I gasped, dropping the glass I was holding. It shattered on the floor, and my hands flew to my chest. The pain was overwhelming. I couldn’t breathe. My vision blurred as I struggled to stay upright. "Leah!" Tariq’s voice was full of alarm. He jumped to his feet, rushing to my side. "What’s wrong? Are you hurt?" Susan’s face was pale with worry. "Leah, sweetheart, what is happening?"

He was claiming the territory as a protector. The "little complication" arrived on a humid Tuesday evening. Amara was sitting in the atrium, watching the sunset, when a sharp, searing pain shot through her lower abdomen. It wasn't the rhythmic wave of a contraction; it was a sudden, jagged tear of sensation that made her breath hitch and her vision blur. ​"Matteo," she gasped into her wrist-comm, her voice barely a thread.