Novel & Cerita Naruto Sings Pain Fanfiction

SCARLETT POV I am pulled out of the darkness into a sea of pain; I move, trying to make it less, but that just makes more pain flow up from my leg. I stop moving, but then I scream as another extremely sharp pain shoots through me, but this one comes from my mate mark. No... no... no... he couldn’t have… he wouldn’t have… “Nix?? Nix?? Please, No... no... Nix? Please, I can be better… I can be what you want…. Please!!! Nix!! Nix!!”

Giovanni challenges. "And I will love you so deeply that you will regret causing pain to me." Everly challenges back. "Time will tell who's going to win. Pain Or Love." Giovanni says before storming out of the room leaving Everly all alone.

The pain shriek continued echoing inside the forest. “Burn~! Burn it all! Burn them from the inside.” Naomi sang melodically while giving the order.

NIRVANA “Then I will just have to torture you.” He pulled the tendrils, roots, and vines around my wrist so my limbs were all stretched out to the point of almost splitting them from my body. I screamed in agony and fury, and I felt helpless as I looked down at the people who tried to help me, all gone. “Join me, Nirvana, and I promise you—” “Fuck you! Not gonna happen.” Tears poured down my face, and my limbs began shaking. “Where’s Ambrose?”

As the burning sensation intensified, I closed my eyes and focused on Luna’s voice, determined to endure the pain for her sake. I can hear voices all around me, but I can’t seem to form any words. The agony seemed never-ending. I felt Luna’s hands touching her skin; her touch felt like ice on my skin. Despite the excruciating pain, I held onto Luna’s touch as a lifeline; maybe her powers were rejuvenating my body in some way. I knew that I had to trust her, even if it meant enduring this unbearable suffering.

Norayr shouts, pacing back and forth in a panic as he tries to offer me comfort through our bond, but no amount of his comfort can ease the pain I feel. “I can’t do this anymore, Norayr. I can’t live with this pain. I’ve tried, but I just can’t do it,” I wail in despair. “Don’t talk like that,” he whimpers. “I know you’re hurting; I’m hurting too, but what you just did took so much strength, and I am so proud of you for finally taking a stand. I know it doesn’t make things better or bring Jane back, but maybe…maybe this is a turning point. Maybe now you’ll finally start living for yourself instead of living for others,” he murmurs.

Nyra’s POV I shoved him again, this time with everything my wounded body had left. “Do not tell me what I cannot do!” My voice broke so badly that it echoed in the room like it belonged to someone else. For a second, nobody moved. Nobody breathed. Kieran looked stunned by the sound of my pain, like he had never really heard it at full volume before. Then his face collapsed all over again. “Please,” he said one more time, and now his voice was ruined too. “Please, Nyra. Don’t go. Just stay. Just… stay.”

Everyone who’s ever talked to me about heats and preheats told me I should just be this big, horny, desperate wreck that only thinks about sex and orgasms. And although my cock is hard and leaking, desperate to be touched, fucked, or sucked on I also can’t move. I can’t do anything to help it, to ease the throbbing pain. “Kieran.” I sob into the empty room, his name being the first thing to come to mind. But there’s no one to hear my cries of pain. I’m alone. Always alone. He doesn’t want me. No one wants me, not even my parents. The pain starts to become so intense I can’t think. My head hurts, the buzzing in my ear is like a swarm of bees. It feels like my brain is pulsing to the beat of a

He bites my shoulder, his teeth sinking in, the pain mingling with my self-inflicted pleasure, pushing me higher. I add a third finger as if compelled, the stretch agonizing now, a dark burn that makes tears stream down my face, but the fullness is intoxicating, my body chasing the edge despite the cruelty. Nolan's fingers on my clit twist again, pulling, the pain sharp and relentless, making my vision blur. "Cry louder," he commands. "Let us hear how broken you are."

In his head again. “Dojo,” he snarled viciously. ‘This is the end. You've fought so hard but now you cannot resist because I finally have the upper hand.’ Pain, like a thousand metal balls were being punched into his brain, hit him with a force like never before. This was the worst pain since Dojo began torturing him. He fell to the floor, screaming as he twisted uncontrollably. Warm thick liquid flowed out his ears and mouth. And the last thing he heard was Avril shouting his name.