Sharp Short Blows To The Surface Of The Chest Novels & Stories

Out of nowhere, someone slammed into my back taking me hard to the ground. The air rushed out of my lungs as a sharp pain slammed into my chest when it hit the concrete. Hands grabbed me and rolled me over as he straddled me. Antoine's demonic face loomed above me and his fist reached back ready to swing. I closed my eyes and tried to cover my face. Stars twinkled around my eyes when a blow landed on my temple. The world became drowned out by the bells ringing in my ears. The second blow landed on my arms, it seemed I had pissed him off so much that he was not even trying to control his punches. All he cared about was inflicting damage. His fist rained down on me as I sobbed and cried and ke

Before I could catch my breath or even take in my surroundings, the blows started raining down. A heavy fist crashed into my jaw, snapping my head sharply to the side. I groaned deep in my throat as white-hot pain exploded across my face and stars burst behind my eyes. Almost instantly a boot drove viciously into my ribs, the sickening crunch of bone sending fresh fire lancing through my chest. I gasped sharply, the impact forcing a wet, choking cough from my lungs as blood sprayed across my lips.

Over and over, her movements sharp each one unleashing a fresh, unseen blow. Smack. Smack. Smack. Dane staggered under the assault, his body spinning, eyes wild. It was like the air itself was punishing him.

Still, I let the elbow connect. The pain was sharp and white, a blinding flash that radiated through my chest. I let out a genuine gasp, letting the force of the blow knock me off my feet. I hit the packed earth hard, rolling onto my side, clutching my ribs as I coughed into the dirt. "Yield," I choked out, keeping my face hidden against my arm so she wouldn't see the lack of tears in my eyes. "That's it?" Nahash huffed, standing over me, barely out of breath.

LYRA'S POV The first punch came fast, crashing into my ribs and knocking the air out of my lungs. I held my side, tripping backward, gasping, but Cloe didn’t give me a second to recover. She was tall and intimidating. Her hits came as quick as lightning. This time, it landed on my jaw, jolting my head to the side. I had felt my neck would snap. I staggered backward, hitting the floor, instinctively lifting my arm to protect my face from the next hit.

I sighed. Blake grabbed my hand and pressed it against Nathans side, “You feel how the ribs bow here?” He waited for me nod and continued, “If you land a hard enough punch here, you can break the rib and send the pieces into the lungs and heart without dirtying your hands with her blood. I pressed my fingers into the space between his ribs and he flinched away, jumping forward. “It’s not going to be a slumber party pillow fight,” Nathan hissed at me, yanking his shirt back on.

Iron floods my mouth and I spit red into the dirt. We circle apart again, both bent forward slightly, dragging air into lungs that can't keep up. He comes forward again. So do I. At the last second, I change the angle and the blade punches into his chest just deep enough to stick. A short gasp escapes him. I twist and drag the steel sideways through muscle and cloth. His body jerks. Then — A sharp crack behind me. "STOP!" Claws rip downward, fire explodes across my spine as flesh opens to the bone.

I muttered to myself, a fierce grit burning within me. With all my strength, I surged ahead, matching his approach. In a bid to end me swiftly, he surged forward, only to be caught off guard as I delivered a powerful, unmistakable tear to his chest. The force of the bang sent him staggering, his hands clutching his wounded chest as he sank to his knees beside me, while I remained standing over him. "Aaaarrgghh!" The sound of his pained roar pierced the air as he coughed up blood, the gash on his chest clearly intense and brutal.

I did not even have to move much. I grab the first male that was closest to me and stroke his head. The shiny thing that he had on his head became crushed and fell off of his head. So…..it was not even as strong as I had previously feared. This would be very very fast.. I then clench my fist and give him a punch on his chest area. The shiny material that he had on broke away around his chest and made more than enough room for me to be able to run my fist into him and pull out his heart.

"Shame." A blow slammed into my ribs. Another struck my shoulder. Pain exploded. Sharp. Deep. Claws raking. Tearing. I dropped to one knee with breath ripping from my lungs. Blood running down my side. Focus Kai growled. Listen. I tried. Footsteps scraped stone. Left. Close. Breath. Weight shift. Too late. A heavy impact crashed into my chest. I hit the ground hard. Stone bit into my back. Into my shoulders. The world reeled.