Sintido Pain Novels & Stories

“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.

Jaselyn's POV Pain has a scent. It’s sharp and metallic, like blood on steel. It sinks into you, saturating every breath, clinging to your skin until it becomes impossible to tell where it ends and you begin. I thought I understood pain before today. I thought I had lived it, endured it. But this was different. This was agony, and it had Zane’s name on it.

I staggered a few steps, thinking the discomfort would pass, but the pain only intensified. Sweat beaded on my forehead, and I moved away from the crowded area, seeking a quieter corner of the room. The cool air did nothing to help. My body trembled, and the pain continued to spiral, sharp and jagged. I couldn’t focus on anything but the sensation of my body ripping apart from the inside.

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.

, I just clearly stated that I was fine" I shouted at her . I watched as she shivered as she heard my tone , I could tell she was frightened. She left immediately and I breathed out in relief for joy, " Women are just a pain in the neck". I smiled as I thought of how my future was going to be bright after I take over Mr. Axl's wealth. Talking about pain I felt my head hitting so hard and I knew it was because of the way I shouted. I rushed to my drawers as I searched for pain killers and luckily for me I found some tablets and quickly swallowed it with the water I saw on my desk.

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.

If she could feel this, then it must be powerful. “What do you sense?” I asked, hoping to gather more details. She shrugged. “Ever since the rain went through, the pain has been almost unbearable. It started out as a physical pain. I have never felt that before, but I know that was what it was. About two hours later, an emotional pain started. Whoever is out there is badly hurt, both physically and emotionally.”

Chris’s POV Waiting for Karina felt like forever. I was in a rush to get to my mate. I can feel things that I never felt before. I can feel pain in certain parts of my body even when I’m not the one that is hurting. They are faint but still enough to annoy me. If it’s Rae, then I am terrified of what is happening. The worst was last night when I felt a pain so intense I couldn’t breathe. Toby explained that it was a betrayal pain. It wasn’t as intense as normal but we knew what that meant. Rage boils inside me as I remember it. He is touching my wife, my Queen.

“I have a rare genetic condition. It’s called CIP- congenital insensitivity to pain.” “So you really don’t feel it when it hurts?” “Not physically.” “Oh…” But he feels it emotionally. I swallowed at the way he stared at me. For a brief moment I entertained the idea of being the only one who could make him feel. He must’ve felt at least something for me that he fought those men. And I wanted to hold onto that. I said, “Even if it doesn’t cause you pain, it still hurt you, you idiot!” My voice all emotional as tears gathered in my eyes.