Ron Got Splinched Novels & Stories

And it was giving him power. "Keep fighting!" I shouted. We fought for what felt like hours. But it was probably only minutes. Finally, the last spawn dissolved into smoke. We stood there breathing hard. The baby was crying now. Scared. Ronan collapsed. "Ronan!" I ran to him. His arm was completely black now. The veins had spread across half his chest. His breathing was shallow. "I'm okay," he said. But he wasn't. "Just tired." Elara knelt beside him with the baby. "Here. Let her help."

I snapped, moving at a pace they couldn’t detect despite their exceptional abilities. The moment I stopped in front of Triton and grabbed his neck, his eyes met mine. He blinked, and my hand applied just enough pressure to break his neck. His eyes were neutral when I removed my hands from around his throat. His lifeless body hit the floor with a loud thud. “ You don’t know what- - - ” Coburn’s voice was silenced. I looked to my left to find Dustin standing over his fallen form, shaking his head. My gaze fell to his hand which held the severed head of the man who was about to say something.

But before my eyes, Luna was struck by a vicious claw across her abdomen. "No!!!" I roared, flinging Clinton against the wall and lunging at the despicable rogue. Seizing his neck, I swiftly snapped it, causing blood to splatter across the surroundings. I had no intention of showing mercy. Not after witnessing the cruel act he had inflicted upon Luna. Tears welled up in my eyes as I turned to Luna. I yearned to rush to her aid, but I couldn't ignore the fact that Clinton was still moving, making him a potential threat.

Orion took his phone out as he recorded what was going to happen. A quiet moment followed. Crickets chirped through the eerie darkness. Selena’s dead-like body began moving slightly as she bends to a fetal position and then suddenly arched her back as her hand got thrown to the side. Her dress began to rip at hems. A series of bone snapping and twisting sounds came along, cringing Leonardo and Aaron, as they inched forward.

He frowned deeply. “What?” Nora asked in a whiney voice. “Sorry.” Was all Dante said as Wyatt walked in. “Bad news, the splint needs to be readjust and the bones aren't lined up. It's a pretty bad break.” Wyatt said his fine showing that he was sorry. “Shit.” Nora groaned. She took a few deep breaths and then looked at Wyatt calmly. Wyatt raised an eyebrow at her. “Ok let’s do it.” Nora said, holding her arm out to him.

Whenever Vince came home even ten minutes late, I would call to check on him, terrified they were crossing some boundary. But after today, I felt a strange sense of clarity. It turned out that Vince was nothing more than a heartless beast. To him, the lives of my parents were worth less than the time he spent comforting Penny. My emotions were a tangled mess—anger, sadness, disbelief—but above all, relief that it wasn't my parents who had died. After scheduling for the cremation, the doctor offered me a word of consolation. "Many people go herb-picking in the mountains, but I've never seen such a severe case of an attack by a queen hornet. It's really strange."

My grip clamped around his thick fingers like a brutal iron vice. “Alpha, wait!” Ronan gasped, his eyes going wide with pure terror. I did not wait. Twisting my wrist violently to the left, I bent his index and middle fingers backward past their natural breaking point. *Crack!* The sickening sound of bones snapping echoed sharply across the empty training grounds. “F***!” Ronan roared in absolute agony, dropping straight to his knees in the freezing sand. He clutched his mangled hand against his chest, his face turning a sickly shade of pale.

They knew better than to overshine the newfound prince of the pack. But all these efforts are now ruined, all because Leo didn’t know better. “You won’t be joining the second trial,” Orion steps on Leo’s broken wrist -- the right one, “Am I making myself clear?” “Yes, Gamma,” Leo answers calmly.

I knew we shouldn't have let him off so easily the other time. "I was starting to think everyone around here was especially incompetent today," Martins muttered, his face filled with irritation. Without a single word of warning, the old Alpha lunged forward. He struck Ronan who was still stuck in place closer to him right across his face. The brutal punch made a loud cracking sound. Blood sprayed from Ronan's mouth, splatting onto the dirt floor as the sudden force broke Lydia's binding spell. He unfroze instantly, his legs buckling beneath him as he fell backward onto the cold stones.

Ronan gasped, his umbrella falling into the mud, but even as blood trickled from the back of his scalp, his eyes remained terrifyingly calm. "You talk too much," I growled, my voice layered with the demonic double-tone of my beast. I yanked him off the wall and drove him straight down into the dirt, crushing his spine against the rock floor. I dragged him up by his lapels, his tailored suit shredding in my hands, and buried my fist directly into his sternum. The sound of his ribs shattering echoed through the quiet morning like dry twigs snapping underfoot. Ronan groaned, coughing up a dark splatter of blood onto my arm, but as I pulled him up to eye level, his battered face broke into a fai