Sudden Dent In Forehead Novels & Stories

She fastened her seatbelt and, although she was thrown forward by the inertia, she didn't suffer any serious injuries, just a bump on her forehead, which momentarily hurt and made her feel a bit dizzy. Drake, who was sitting beside, also hit his face on the steering wheel. He snapped back to reality and instinctively looked at Hannah, saying, "Hannah, are you okay?" Hannah pressed her forehead, which had been bumped, and waved her other hand at Drake, saying, "I'm fine, how about you?" As soon as she finished speaking, Drake had already unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over. Hannah's hand pressing against her forehead was pushed away, and Drake's hand had already landed on her forehead, “It

Hazel pulled over before unfastening her seat belt and leaned over, repeatedly apologizing, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have been distracted." "Oh... There's a very big red mark on your forehead. It might start to swell up soon." Hazel forced my hand away from the wound. I could already tell that there was a red and swollen bump on my forehead without looking at it. I touched the wound and realized it was swollen. I felt excruciating pain as I touched it.

As I struck the window with my fists, my knuckles bruised and battered, the car suddenly jolted to a halt. The impact threw me forward, and my head hit the dashboard with a sickening thud. Pain radiates through my skull, a sharp, white-hot agony that drowned out everything else. Blood trickled from a gash on my forehead, staining my vision with crimson. The world around me spun, my vision hazy as I struggled to make sense of what had just happened. The car was still, the engine's hum replaced by an eerie silence. My breath came in ragged gasps, a mix of pain, fear, and confusion churning within me.

He was so focused on reading that he barely noticed the people around him. And then— Bump! He collided with someone hard. His forehead hit the person’s chin, and pain instantly shot through his head. “Ouch,” Arden muttered under his breath, rubbing the spot with a small wince. He looked up, ready to apologize, but the words froze on his lips. Standing before him, with that same smug, familiar face, was someone he hadn’t wanted to see ever again. “Shocked to see me?” Derek said with a crooked smile.

He did everything to avoid it but it still caught him on the left side of his forehead, giving him a deep wound, swollen and bleeding. As soon as he landed on the ground, he spatted blood and smelled it through his nose. When he wiped his mouth because he had taste the disgusting dust on it, he felt something wet dripping down on his lips. His nose was also bleeding. Brought by the impact and the pain on his head, his vision slightly blurred and doubled at the same time. The world before his eyes started to spun. But just as he was about to pass out, he was awakened by the strong flashes of purple and white glowing light.

She scurried over and knelt beside the body to check on Jade’s situation. The only thing she saw was Jade’s eyes closed tight and her face pale. There was a palm print on her face and her right forehead was red and swollen. It seemed as though she got hit by something.

Everyone immediately rushed forward. Beverly grabbed the surgeon's hand, visibly emotional. "Doctor, how's my son?" "Mrs. Gray, when your son fell, he hit his forehead on a rock buried in the grass. The wound was rather big, and that's why it was bleeding heavily. It looked frightening, but it wasn't as severe as it appeared. We sutured the wound and stopped the bleeding. He's fine now. "However, because it's a head trauma, he needs to stay in the hospital for a few days to make sure he doesn't have a concussion."

I huff frustrated. About an hour later, I walk back to Tyler, who's been waiting for me. A thick plaster on my head covering five stitches. Yes, it was quite a huge gap indeed on my forehead. Luckily, nothing broken, or unluckily, as I'm not getting out of this trip this way. Tyler asks me what the doc said, and I tell him everything. No big deal. Just crashed a little stupid into the sharp edge of that heating. Cooling, resting, pain killers and the stitches.

He asked. "No. I have never felt such pain before. Aahh!" He groans. "I can't even feel my head any more." "Let me take a look." He shifts his hand, taking a close look at his forehead. "It isn't growing but the corners are red. I'll order for the doctor to attend to you immediately." Luci said to stand but on hearing Dorca's voice, he sat back. "I don't think the doctor can help." "Why did you say so?" He inquired.

My mind raced, trying to comprehend the sudden turn of events. As I held my breath, the door swung open once again, and a hulking, bald shifter loomed into view. His nose bore the marks of multiple fractures, giving his face a gnarled appearance. Thick, unruly eyebrows perched above his squishy, pink complexion, rendering his small eyes almost inconspicuous within the landscape of his features.