Scarlet Hand Body Romane & Geschichten

Scar walked over to Cindy's bed,her eyes warm,you would swear she's different from the person who pushed her down,two storey building. “Cindy my friend,how are you feeling” She asked warmly, sitting beside her. Scar was pleased by the sight before her,from the cast on her neck,her left leg hung on a sling,and right hand hung on her neck. Cindy scoffed at the pretense. “I'm good ,I'm still alive,when there's life, there's hope” Cindy answered with a smile on her face. “I brought fruits for you,heard it helps the body heal fast”

she said and returned to the roses. Lysan stood there for a moment, watching her—then his eyes drifted to her hands. There was a scar on her right palm—the same scar he had on his original body, the same shape. Lysan froze. It can't be. That's impossible. How could the same exact scar he had in his previous life appear on Professor Cullen's hand? Has it been there before? Was he the one that hadn't noticed it? He was still looking at the mark when she turned and looked at him, her brown eyes meeting his.

she sniffled and my heart clenched immensely at the mention of her father. “Have fun with him. I'll join you both soon. There's really nothing left here for me,” her voice shook and my clenched heart sank. Was she going to hurt herself? I couldn't bear the thought and I couldn't stop myself from interrupting. “What are you doing?” I asked like I hadn't been eavesdropping. She jumped, and spilled wax on her hand in the process. “Damnit!” She dropped the candle and the flame went out. She rubbed the wax off her hand , glancing at me.

suddenly the door was slammed open and then a red-headed man walked into scar's chambers with an envelope in his hand. " Did you get what I asked you?" Asked scar as he continued to sip from his glass of whiskey which was neatly placed in front of him. " Yes I did, " said the red-haired man as he handed over a brown envelope to scar. Scar, quickly opened it to see what was inside, but he was shocked when he saw a picture" You didn't tell me you were also checking out a beautiful girl from your human world" said scar as he continued to stare at the photo in from of him, for some reason, he found himself lost in the picture, he couldn't take his eyes of a young girl in that photo, but then th

He'd never seen something so frightening, something so cringing. He ran off as fast as he could, bawling blindly in the air as ran. He had no idea where he was headed, but he kept on running, blindly kicking his feet against the shrubs and thorns that lined on the grass. *************** Scarlett started by staring down at her bloody hands. As soon as the blue light all over her had, dimmed, she came back to her senses with terror in her eyes. She stared down at her hands, at Ray's lifeless body, and st the mess she'd created.

At this moment, Kiran York's face was pale, with fresh blood still on his lips. His body seemed to be pulsating with some kind of energy. The woman's hand moved closer and closer to his body until it finally rested on his chest. Her fair fingers were as beautiful as jade, with neatly trimmed nails glowing faintly red, exuding an infinite allure. The instant her hand touched Kiran's heart, a powerful suction emanated from her hand as if trying to pull his heart out of his body. Despite being unconscious, Kiran's body instinctively twitched, and his legs kicked involuntarily.

Now all that is left of Marion is his body, wingless and without his furry feathers anymore, brown and charred with burnt skin on some parts, soak in broth and vegetables around him. “M..marion..” she whisper. She couldn’t hear the sound of Ariadne calling out to her. She was crying too and tried to wake her from her shock but Eve vision went red. She felt her Gift rising from her skin, her life-force pools in her palm as she jumps on the screaming Agnes who just had a wide smile before. Screaming can be heard in the dining room. She felt hands tried to pull her off but her gift made her strong and everyone who tries to touch her cringed in pain when I contact with her icy cold body.

“Why, let me treat your wound.” “No need, go out.” “Atlas, why are you so stubborn? Can't you see your hand is bleeding a lot? If you continue to delay, you will bleed to death. Do you want to die?" Having finished speaking, she ignored this man and pushed his hand aside, she directly lifted his sleeve. But as soon as she lifted it and looked at the man's arm, she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. His hand has many scars, they look very scary, some are bulging and even patchy, the two colors blue and red mixed look a bit brutal, this arm is no different from a demon's arm. Evil in the horror movies she often watches.

Evandros lost his steps and fell on the dirty ground covered with dead leaves. Once he got to his senses and raised his head, his pupils shrank. "SCARLET." He yelled at the top of his lungs, scarlet held the sword in her left hand as blood dripped down from her right arm. Her right sleeve was torn up and big claw marks can be seen on her white arm through which blood was pouring out like a rainfall.

he snapped out of his stupor and pulled her hand into his. The front hook on her mini twitch-bait lure stuck out of her palm. B used wire cutters to snip the barbed end off, and gently slid the rest of the hook out of her flesh. She sucked air through her teeth and looked away, but didn’t cry. B liked her already. And not just because he could see her light brown nipples peeking her tank top. He rinsed her hand with hydrogen peroxide, patted it dry, and wrapped it in gauze and a bandage.