Novel & Cerita Sintido Pain

Sinclair POV I feel like I’m on fire. Right after Isaiah let go of my wrist, I felt the hot rush of his venom in my blood stream. I turn my head to Kaia and she looks the way I feel. Dr. Moreno is monitoring our vitals but I’m in too much pain to care. I scream out and ball my fists tightly to get through the waves of pain. I feel my muscles and bones becoming dense and my body temperature heat up. “Kaia, talk to me.” I said gritting my teeth.

I asked him angrily, "what's wrong with you? Have you gone mad? He said rubbing his whole face," no, I am completely fine. I was just feeling those pains which I had given you. I can't undo what I had done. But, at least I can try to feel your pain". His voice holds too many regrets and his eyes are teary. I look towards him with total disappointment. I said rudely," Listen, I am not a monster to see someone's physical pain. If you are thinking that doing all this you will earn my forgiveness than let me tell you that, you are wrong. I will never forgive you!!"

After the concert, the high didn’t fade. It lingered like smoke… thick, heady, impossible to shake. I could still feel Jonah's cum drying on my inner thighs during the drive home with Sarah, still taste the salt of my own skin on his fingers when I replayed the silent orgasm in my head. Every red light felt like torture. Every time Sarah sang along to the radio, I had to press my thighs together to keep from squirming. He didn’t wait long for the next hit.

2 Sienna’s POV. Pain. That’s the first thing I register. A deep, slow ache between my thighs, radiating up my spine, down to my knees. My body feels wrecked. Ruined. Used. The second thing I register is movement. A shift in the mattress. A presence.

"Babe, I went through hell to find this pain-transfer system. It's the only way to save Maia. I'm asking you to make this sacrifice." The familiar voice was right in my ear. Bruno Howell was staring at me with loving eyes, waiting for me to agree. Looking at this two-faced man, I felt my teeth itch with hatred.

THE PAIN will make you yelp, whimper, and cry out loud. To torment, that was their work but it was like that the fate has reversed. The General didn’t see this coming, well at least he did not foresee this one to come this fast. A group of opponents entered their site without their knowledge.

“Life would be pointless without all the baggage that goes along with it. Without pain and sorrow, there’s no room for the good stuff. Now, let me concentrate.” I rested my head against the recliner and gave myself over to the scents and sounds around me. I could taste the Carnival food on my tongue, salty and sweet. I could hear the light tune of joyous music playing, coupled by the sounds of laughing children and chattering adults. Every so often I’d feel a stinging pain radiate over my back. Some spots were more sensitive than others. As the needle grazed over my shoulder blades, I sucked in a harsh breath. The pain lasted only a few moments, and my mind continued to wander.

I wince at the pain. “Do you realize that the odds are not in your favour? Count yourself lucky you have one less opponent to worry about.” With that, he strides off and I am left staring at the gun. We are told to check our gun before loading the magazine and a wave of pain hits my abdomen as I do so. It is from the wound of Sergio’s whip and though my skin has healed, I have never truly been free of the pain. I begin to suspect if I ever will. The full extent of the anguish comes upon me at the most unexpected moments, like fiery waves that smother you as they crash all over you. My brows knit together and I force myself to concentrate.

DANIEL My head is pounding. My senses are cracking intensely. I am completely paralyzed to my in my position with my eyes wide in disbelief as I gazed at the video being displayed towards us. I am so finished. I can't believe this is actually happening. Oh my goodness. This can't be true. This has really got to be a dream. I don't think I can bear any more of this.

Lance POV Pains , sweet pains I've never known watched through me, down my spine to my organs filling my lungs and almost choking me out of breath and dissipating me out of this world. My hands wrapped around my head as I fight a sudden nostalgia, I don't even know exactly what its, why the pains are bitter in most cases, some are sweet and enticing. I buried my heads downward trying to control my system to be in motion with the whatever it's I'm facing.