Slashed O Novels & Stories

I continued scrolling, slow and steady, taking in all the comments. Tears slid from my eyes and dropped to the screen, highlighting the capitalised word glaring at me. SL.UT.

I run at him at full speed. “Oh no you don’t, Fucker,” I shout as I barrel into him. The momentum of my speed slams him into the wall of the stage, wood splinters and metal screeches as I push through the structure, using his body. Pain radiates from my wrists and I'm pretty sure I've broken them but I continue to push until I've nearly ripped a path through the middle of the stage. Warm liquid splatters over my face, blinding me as it covers my eyes. I wipe my face with the sleeve of my jacket and blink until I can see again. My sleeve is smeared with red and I look up to see a horrifying yet highly pleasing sight.

She promptly gestured toward a live broadcast screen in the room, showcasing the second semi-final match. ### *SLASH!* [Angus' Damage Absorption Threshold: 74% >> 53%] Angus' body was brutally slashed by a wind sword, its silver aura surrounded by a dark green hue and transitioning to white at the tip. "What an unbelievable sight! Angus's hit points have been reduced by nearly half due to Gabrielle's one-sided slashes, and he hasn't been able to retaliate!"

If Solana continued doing that, they would also name her "Solana the Beheader" Ozul and Liliana trembled when they saw Lennon's burly figure slammed to the ground, splashing a large amount of blood. In that instant, Omar and Maya caught a loophole. One of them was slashed across their chest, almost ripping them open. On the other hand, the other person was cut from the left shoulder to the right rib, leaving a terrifying sword mark and almost splitting them in half, leaving the whole body bloody.

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"Please, doctor! I'm begging you to do the surgery! My wife has always been difficult, and even now, she won't give in despite the unbearable pain. But as her husband, it's my duty to protect her and our child. Please, help her with the surgery!" Only then did Stella pull out a liability waiver and say reluctantly, "Fine. Sign this. I'm not going to take the risk of her turning around and asking for compensation later." If Kyle signed that waiver, he and Stella would wash their hands of any responsibility if things went wrong. I wasn't going to let him sign it like he did in my previous life. By then, I was on the verge of blacking out from the repeated, subtle torment from Kyle and Stella.

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BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

His movements were savage, unrestrained, and ruled by raw fury. SLASH! The first lash cut through the air with a cruel hiss before it cracked across my back. The pain came instantly, searing and white-hot. It tore through skin and muscle, igniting nerves as if a fire had been lit beneath my flesh. My body shuddered with the impact, my knees threatening to give out. Yet, I refused to fall. My teeth ground together, and I kept silent. SLASH!! Then came the second strike. The sound echoed a wicked slash that reverberated through the open courtyard.