Sans Head Novels & Stories

"Cute? Look at her waist—there's extra flesh. She doesn't hold a candle to you." "Don't say that. She's still your sister." "I only have one sister—that's you, Crystal," he said without hesitation. Their back-and-forth felt rehearsed, and Clement, growing too confident, stumbled and spilled his wine all over my chest. "Sorry! I didn't mean to." He'd been holding a grudge ever since I'd blocked a major order for the Paynes worth millions. I smiled coldly, lifted my rhinestone-studded handbag, and swung it at Clement's face, leaving scratches across his cheek.

New - Daya 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 I feel my head is very sore, almost about to burst it feels. I tried to touch my head, did my head break, split in two? Still recorded clearly, that voice. And also, my head is so dizzy, like a big rock was hit repeatedly to my head.

Hothead: I couldn't help myself. I tried and tried but I couldn't keep them back anymore. The tears burst out of my eyes as I cry and scream while wrapping my hands around my head. "This is too much," I cry, "It's too much! We can't do it. We can't do it!" "Sulien," Alodia says. Sniffling, I rub the tears from my eyes and look at her. "Will you please calm down? We haven't even started yet."

"You stain the moon itself. And I will end you for that." Then, in a blur of silver fur and snapping bone, Sanité shifted. His jaw expanded and with a single brutal snap, he tore Kael’s head from his shoulders. The body fell with a wet thud. The head rolled to the stage’s edge, eyes staring wide in shock as life drained out in an instant. The crowd below erupted in screams, but Sanité simply wiped blood from his chin, eyes turning toward the center of the stage. Toward Zebub and Vance.

I will also introduce myself as I turn to the road. "M-mandy...Yu?" It stuttered the question. I looked at him with a smile that was proud of me. Who else doesn't know me? We are the only ones who own Sumex. I'm sure this guy was shocked. I just cringed when the man suddenly grabbed my head. It stopped walking and so did I. I immediately approached it and gently touched its shoulder. "What happened?" I'm sorry to ask here. "My.... My he-he-head i-is ouch! I-is aches argh!" He struggled to speak while holding his aching head with both hands.

The head in his hand talked and I was shocked to the bone. The eyes on the head he was holding turned to one eye and the eye is red and I was even more shocked. When he removed a long spear from the under of the head and dashed away. After putting the head back on his neck. Is it even possible for someone to remove a long spear from a head, not to talk of removing a head from the neck. This school and its surrounding is not really normal.

Only, the face was obviously a man's. The eyes held a depth of hostility and the area between the brows held a deep frown that made her knees weak. Joan's breath caught in her throat, a scream trapped in her chest. She didn't know how she was still holding on to the head because in her mind, she had dropped it already. The headless man snatched the head from her hand with a swiftness that left Joan breathless. She watched in horrified fascination as he placed it on his neck and the two separate entities fused together right before her eyes. It was as if time itself rewound, stitching the man back together with an eerie precision.

Celestine self-talked and spotted the coffee room. Unfortunately, she bumped into someone which she never wants to see in her life. "Amanda..." Celestine frowned. "Bitch!!! What are you doing here?" Amanda yelled at Celestine as her face turned to a bright shade of red in anger. "None of your business." Celestine ignored her and walked to make coffee. But Amanda pulled her hair harshly that causes Celestine to hit her head at the edge of the coffee table. The whole world around her start spinning then, darkness engulfed her.

This was real. The head-on the floor was real, the thick stench of blood was real and this was no makeup or trick. Si Ning knew he would be nothing but a fool to deny it. He had truly transmigrated to another time and no amount of trick could cover up a severed head and he doesn’t need to touch the head to know it was real. "Set the plan into motion, take the men. Tell me when you are ready." Si Ning's eyes didn’t leave the head once as the scarred face soldier grabbed the head and carried it like it was just a thing while the other carried the body.

In fact, it was really UNBELIEVABLE I thought I was just seeing things. “What’s that in your head? A headband?” he asked, chuckling lowly. It was so surreal. I thought I was dreaming. But his next words were far more alienated to me. “It’s cute.” What’s this? What happened to that cold, nonchalant and unmovable CEO? If those ladies trying to rip off of him sees this, all hell would probably break loose. I can imagine them surging into this company with infants and toddlers in their arms, claiming the CEO as theirs.