Numb Spot On Back Below Shoulder Blade Novels & Stories

Turning my back to the large window over the sink, I look over my shoulder at the damage that was done. Four significant cuts span my back. They are red and swollen, and they definitely look infected. I let out a groan. Osiris will most certainly make me go to the doctor if he sees my back, and I really don't want to explain that I got into a fight with a naked woman because she was trying to sleep with my pretend mate.

"Honestly, my chest and abs are sore from that stupid game Kiema suggested. Not to mention I slept like utter shite last night." He nodded. "Lift your shirt for me. I'll attach these to your pectoral muscles." I raised my shirt to my collarbones. The small patches of gelled fabric were slapped against my upper pecs, just below my collar bones, and right beside my nipples on the inside, near my chest bone. "That way I get the muscle origin and insertion points. Lower your shirt. We'll start on the lowest setting, you tell me what you experience," Atlas said. I nodded.

I wrapped a towel around my body and embrocated my skin with lotions which smelled heavenly and alluring- in case a certain someone decides to nuzzle his nose in my neck. When my palms glided over my lower back, a pang of pain vibrated through the area and it was accompanied by a shiver that quickly went up my spine. I went over to the mirror and examined my back for any signs of internal injury, but I was extremely shocked as my eyes took in the deep scratch marks. It was mind boggling.

I risk a glance at the man again, and I almost drop dead when I see the Roman numeral seven tattooed on the back of his neck. It’s the same number. From my visions!

In response to which I just took a photo of his back and showed him what is exactly I am talking about to which he also got shocked as he was also unable to figure out how that exactly came because the last night he was perfectly alright and his body had nothing on it but in the morning the sentence suddenly appeared on him which even left him baffled To which I decided to take him to the doctor because it wasn't just a tattoo but it was like his body was totally cut with a sharp thing in order to embed that sentence on his back as he was also feeling kind of pain on his back so without wasting even a single minute I along with him went to the local clinic

Lucile interrupted with a question “does he have a scorpion tattoo on his back” Again in shock and disbelief, “what” Nena answered. “I said, does he have a scorpion tattoo on his back” Lucile re-iterated “precisely on the left side of his back, right below his shoulder blade” The line remained silent as nena was still in shock at the realization of the facts Lucile had just declared. She had always wondered what that tattoo had always signified but never curious enough to ask. Actually she was not curious enough to ask a lot of other things.

The demon was doubling back for us. “Saving your life,” I called back and gasped. The pain was excruciating. “You’re hurting. Where?” He asked me. I could barely bite out the words. “My back. Shoulder blades.” Reed pulled up my shirt and muttered something I couldn’t hear in the screaming wind. “What?” I demanded. I could feel the demons behind me, but neither they nor the darkness were directly in my line of vision. “It looks like frostbite or something. You have holes. Like skewers or claws, maybe. I’ve never seen . . . what did this?”

Miguel eyed the pair and grinned. "He better treat you well, sis," he said firmly, joining me in getting a cup of coffee. I noticed that he kept trying to itch his back. I bumped into his side and asked him what was going on. "My back is burning all over, it started in the shower," he said in irritation. "Turn around I'll take a look for you," I told him as I turned him to face away from me. I dipped my fingers into his waistband and pulled his t-shirt up over his back. My eyes widened at the white tree of life designed tattoo covering his entire brown back.

“Leave.” The pain stops and I drop to the bathroom floor, laying on my stomach trying to catch my breath. Reaching behind my back I touch the place where the pain started, right on my tailbone. The skin is raised but no longer painful. Pulling myself up off the floor, I make my way over to the mirror and turn around. Another roar leaves my chest at the sight of my back. A series of symbols and figures travel from the bottom of my spine all the way up to my neck.

Elisha’s POV I grunt because I feel like something behind me in my upper back is starting to hurt again. Since day one, I've had this pain, and I don't know what it is. Because when I looked in the mirror, I didn't see anything, and even the doctors at the hospital told me that there was nothing wrong with my left upper back. I look at my upper back in the mirror. Suddenly, I jumped in shock when I saw something sparkling above the skin of my upper back. It looked like a bite mark. I softly gasped and looked again, but I didn't see anything.