Scarlet Hand Body Novels & Stories

"Now go and cook something for me bitch" He pushed her making her stumble. She slumped on the floor, silent tears rolled down her cheeks. She touched her burnt hand. She hissed in pain. She had no choice but to work even if her body protested. (the part shows Aruna being punished by her uncle for trying to call for help) My eyes snapped open. Yet again I found myself sitting on my bed, sweating profusely. My breathing was coming out in pants. Again. This happened again in a week!

Her hand only trembled in the air when she extended her hand to ring the bell. Her hand fell a second later. What is going on…? Though she murmured, only chriping left her. She was projecting her consciousness in the Bird's body. Scarlet seemed like she was barely holding onto life. Her cheeks were hollowed out and her body was nothing but bones. This didn’t make sense because she had just seen her some days ago. It seemed like she was starved for years. Shaking her little head, she promised the laying old frenemy to return later. Right now she needed to look for her obstinate husband.

Cullen’s extra hand successfully went inside her robe and he inserted four fingers right away in Scarlet Heart’s pussy. Scarlet Heart ended up lying down on the sofa while Cullen was eating her boobs on her top. He pressed something to make the sofa to sofa bed. Scarlet Heart spread her legs and started moaning sexily while she was getting fingered deeply and eaten her boobs by Cullen. “Ooohh, Cullen Lee, ahhhhh, ahhhhhh, ohhh, ahhh, ahhhh!” Scarlet Heart moaned. Cullen then stopped eating her boobs and then got up to sit next to her as he focused on fingering her with his four fingers. He then inserted his whole hand and it drove Scarlet Heart so crazy as he was so fast on fisting her pussy

An older soldier, perhaps around forty, was trying to pull himself out from under a mass of rotting corpses. Scarlett ran down the slope and the smell hit her. She fell to the ground and threw up. She realized her arm no longer hurt as she got up again, attempting to reach the man. Trying to avert her eyes from the rest of the bodies, she looked down. If she was going to get to him, she’d have to find a way to walk over the body parts and corpses surrounding him. The heads were the worst ones. Several of them no longer had eyes, but those that did, showed that the last thing that had been on their faces was pure, infinite terror.

He wouldn't leave me here to go through this alone. I slipped out of Aaragorn's arms and ran for the door. I pushed the nurse aside and went straight for Brendon's body. I felt furious with him. But when my eyes landed on him it was like the world stopped. I could see the nurses step aside for me but my eyes only landed on him. His lifeless body... laid stiff under the blankets. They left it tucked by his waist. His shirt had been ripped open in their attempt to revive him. They didn't cover his body yet... perhaps out of respect for me. But, I walked over... every step agony as I touched his fingers. He was still warm. Werewolf heat was on a whole other level. His body felt still warm to th

Well I guess I would just crawl up onto a fucking hole and die. Just when I was about to give up,I noticed a curve of her mouth and her taking my hand. Her grip was firm, her skin cool and a little rough from work. And she hadn't bothered to clean off the soap before shaking me with a naughty smirk that showed me it had been intentional. When she released me, her voice was low and even. “Bodily contact isn’t common here, Scarlett. Unless you’re close to someone. Really close.” I flinched and snatched my hand back, guilt flaring. No wonder she hadn't..

But when he turned back to the corpse, his movements became impossibly gentle, as if the slightest force would shatter this fragile treasure. He took her pale hand and bowed his head, his lips trembling as he leaned in to press a final kiss to the back of it. This hand had waved at him countless times, had gripped the steering wheel through moments of life and death. But just as his lips were about to touch her skin, Daemon froze. Something was wrong. Even in death, her skin shouldn't feel like this. Scarlett was a top professional racer. From years of gripping steering wheels and shifting gears, the base of her thumb and her fingertips had a thin layer of calluses.

Scarlet POV “ Give me your hand, Scarlet. Do not be scared.” He whispers in his deep voice. I stretch out my shaking hands to him and he brings out a knife from his pocket. “ You might not want to see this, you can close your eyes.” He instructed, I nod as I take my eyes to the other side while I feel the knife cutting through my flesh. “ Arghh!” I growl for a while as my wolf tried to reduce the pain and make me heal faster.

I called, coughing, but the hand returned to squeezing my neck, squeezing it harder. All those moves… they were the ones Ralph had used on me while training. Could… could the forest have turned him into… “Scarlet, Me! Elias, Sylvia,…” I blurted out, and he left my neck immediately. “Scarlet.” The monster called, and raised me up. Just then, it felt like something fell off my eyes. The hair, and webs left his body, his eyes cleared, the extra arms disappeared, and the scary teeth were nowhere to be found.

However, she knew that it would be for Sapphire so she swam lower, moving in the angry water like an underwater current. Tears fell from her eyes, turning to pearls and surrounding her. She saw the body of her friend getting pulled into the ground by multiple hands. She swam towards her and intended to grab her body but a hand shot out, almost getting a hold of her. Scarlette was quick to swim back and shot her hands out, sending the pearls out. They multiplied and attached themselves, creating a thick pearl chain and wrapping it around the body of the deceased girl. Scarlette turned and sped off, forcefully yanking Sapphire's body out of the ground and pulling her along.