Solo Leveling Middle Finger Novels & Stories

Caspian looked at the three marks for a moment, then stretched out three fingers and put them on it. The combination of the index and middle fingers and the ring fingers completely matched the three marks. Caspian's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he slowly said, "Bone Piercing Finger." Earth Grade low-rank martial technique of Heavenly Stars Sect, Bone Piercing Finger. As this thought rose in his mind, Caspian's eyes subconsciously swept across the other wounds on Solana's body. The next moment, he saw a wound on Solana's left rib that was close to healing.

When the pad of my middle finger brushes slick, swollen flesh, I suck in a sharp breath. I press forward, deepening my middle finger as a tiny sound escapes my throat. “Slowly move it in and out,” he instructs. “Don’t stop… Just keep doing that.” I do and each glide drags pleasure along every inner wall. My thighs tremble, I can’t keep them still. My free hand fists the sheet beside my hip. A moan slips out but I bite down hard on my lower lip, trying to trap the next one, yet it escapes anyway.

“Out here on the street?!” “Out there on the street. No one’s going to know what you’re doing. They’ll think you’re standing there with your thumb touching your other fingers, that’s all.” “…can I hide my hand while I do it?” “Of course.” Clutching my hand under the arm holding the phone, I bent my fingers in a ‘C’ and touched the tip of my thumb to the tip of my middle finger. “Are you doing it?” “Yes.” “Now I want you to close your eyes.”

However, when the grandfather and granddaughter duo looked toward Charlie and Caden, they realized that the two of them seemed to be standing still at the moment. Caden had a ferocious expression, and his right fist had already struck in the direction of Charlie’s face. On the other hand, Charlie looked extremely calm, and he had merely extended the middle finger of his right hand to easily block Caden’s fist in front of him. Caden’s expression also changed from the initial ferociousness to being bewildered, panicked, and horrified. He could not believe that this kid could easily block his full-force strike with just a middle finger! This gesture of raising a middle finger was also a univers

I told him as I point using my middle finger the guy whose smiling like a pervert at me. Damon put my fingers down at looked at me angrily. See? He's easy to piss off, and I enjoy it. The more he gets angry the more handsome he is. Except that he's fearful when he's angry. " Don't use your middle finger when pointing someone Felicity Centola! Have you lost your mind? Don't you know the meaning of it!?" Again, for the millionth time, I let out a chuckle. God! He's overreacting, he's acting like my mother now.

After ten breaths passed, Liam suddenly moved just as Jimmy was about to mock. He lightly lifted his index finger, forming an arch shape, then struck down on Julian's wrist! Liam seemed gentle, but in that instant, a buzz seemed to scatter invisible sound waves everywhere! After the index finger came down, it was the middle finger and, finally, the ring finger! Up, middle, down! Three parts, nine beats! Liam's three fingers continuously struck Julian's wrist at a very strange frequency.

Demon-slain Finger -- Smashing the mountain and river with the second finger! Demon-slain Finger -- Scaring all the gods and ghosts with the third finger! Demon-slain Finger -- Shaking the sky with the fourth finger! Rumble! The enchantment of the Ice and Snow Clan trembled, and the ground cracked. The entire temple collapsed and turned into ruins. Four terrifying giant fingers fell toward the Son of God with unparalleled killing power.

He says sarcastically. With a saccharine smile I slowly raise my hand, flipping him my middle finger. He chuckles at my show of spirit before he crosses his arms across his perfectly muscled chest. “Ah.. she's got a feisty side, does she?” He takes his foot and nudges the chain at my feet. “How tough can you be when you're the one that's chained up?” He smirks.

“This one’s for a way to go for being a disgusting player. I raised my pointer finger, “This one’s for being the number one asshole, and finally, this one...” I raised my middle finger and pushed it towards him. “This one means f*ck you!” I growled at him and turned to leave. He quickly grabbed my arm and pulled back. “You better watch your smart-ass mouth before I put it to better use.” I cringed at the thought of what he meant and shivered. “You like that, don’t you?” I looked him in the eyes and saw a greasy grin and raised eyebrows.

I will not give up on that photo. I huff out a war cry as I lower my head and I charge the man like a bull. I hear him huff, almost in annoyance as I connect with his stomach and he falls backwards, me tumbling with him. We land with me straddling him and he seizes my wrists. His dark eyes are rimmed with red and his face is tense with threat of violence. I try with everything in me to fight him, but I can't free my arms. His gripe is iron, unnatural. I growl in fury, and part humiliation as I fling my leg up over him to try to scrape his shin or knee him between his legs. He pushes from the ground and flips us over, my back chiding hard with the pavement as I hoist my legs up and bury them