Sudden Dent In Thumbnail Novels & Stories

Her chest was raising up and down in quick succession. He neared her, making her breath hitch, invading her personal space and her breath hitched, making that rapid rising and lowering of her chest stop. His thumb touched her lips where a tiny droplet of blood has appeared due to him biting her lips. He removed the droplet from his thumb but soon another one took its place.

Derrick asked softly after sitting down on the chair next to her bed. Lily replied with a slap across Derrick's face and regretted it immediately as the cannula came off and she started bleeding. She held her hand in pain. She had used her entire strength to deliver that slap to Derrick's face. Derrick called the nurse immediately to attend to her, forgetting the buzzing sound he was hearing in his ears resulting from Lily's slap. While the doctors were attending to Lily, he had time to open and close his mouth to adjust his jaw which felt like it was slanted due to the slap "That was one hell of a slap coming from a sick and weak woman," Derrick thought.

Dane could only let out a terrified, strangled whimper from beneath the damp cloth, his teeth chattering uncontrollably against the broken glass. Robin turned on her heels, her sharp boots clicking against the floor as she walked out of the suite, letting the heavy door slam shut behind her with a final, echoing thud. Ten minutes passed in the ruined suite. Slowly, painfully, Dane pushed himself up from the floor. He was trembling from head to toe, shivering violently in his soaking wet clothes. Wine and blood dripped from his chin onto his torn silk shirt. His left thumb was swollen to twice its normal size, throbbing with unbearable, fiery agony alongside his fractured right wrist.

The right corner of her thin lips twitch up to a smirk, she moves his hand over her lap and takes the glass from his hold. “Nice move,” she comments “Seems like you are thick skinned,” she says, throwing the glass she holds his arm tight with her left hand, she wraps her palm around his index finger and cracks it backwards, Kim’s loud scream fills in the hall when the bone breaks. She instantly does the same to the ring finger and continues with the remaining three fingers.

Liora studied James's toe, puzzled. “Mr. Thompson, wasn’t it your birthday today? How did this happen?” James looked embarrassed. “I accidentally hit the table leg.” He couldn’t admit he hurt his foot while kicking Andrew. Liora gently squeezed his toe, assessing the injury. James winced from the pain. After a brief examination, Liora concluded, “Mr. Thompson, your toe isn’t broken, just dislocated.” “Oh, that’s a relief,” James sighed. Liora nodded, then glanced to the side and suddenly said, “Hey, Mr. Thompson, look over there. What’s that?”

I had nearly broken Mitchell' collarbone in the middle of the courtyard for that. I stepped out onto the bathmat. The mirror was completely fogged over. I took a towel, wiped a jagged circle through the condensation, and leaned in to look at my teeth. I froze. The toothbrush dropped from my fingers. It hit the porcelain sink with a sharp click and rolled into the drain. On the left side of my neck, just below the jawline, the skin was torn. The edges were clean, four neat punctures surrounded by a deep, purple bruise that had already begun to yellow at the fringes. A marking.

"I look forward to the family coming back together back home too." Zac smiled and held out his hand to her. "Safe travels." Without Eric between them, Rosalyn reached out in turn and shook his hand. It was just the briefest of moments, but Rosalyn's eyes narrowed as she spied the scars on the base of his thumb, seemingly arranged in a neat crescent line. [There's a mark you can recognize me with, Candy. Bite marks on my thenar.] Suddenly, her memories flashed to an exchange she had with At Twelve on WhatsApp.

Edan seemed to understand human speech as it looked at Lloyd in displeasure and roared. Lloyd stepped back in fear, panicking, while Jade patted Edan's cheek to calm it down. Edan appeared to understand her command and obediently sat down. "Do you have pliers?" Jade asked, looking around. No one answered her question, as the situation was simply too strange. Jade exhaled deeply and told Julian, "There's a bone fragment stuck in its teeth, already piercing its flesh. If it's not removed, it can cause inflammation, which is why it's been so agitated lately."

I tilted my head, pretending to ponder. "Let's see how long that courage lasts." Without hesitation, I reached for the rusted pliers beside me. The metallic clang against the table made him flinch. My grin widened. A sickening crack filled the air as I tore his thumbnail from its place. His body arched in agony, but not a sound escaped him. Intriguing. Another crack. Another nail ripped from his flesh. Still, silence.

Paul pushed a little harder, adjusted the thing, and softly cursed. “What the hell is that?” “Damn it. I need a scalpel. We’ll excise whatever it is and examine it.” “Did the tip break off in the bone?” Moon didn’t like the idea that part of the dart was still inside him. “No, I’m sure it is not the dart tip. We didn’t check for foreign objects because the dart was intact,” Ted ground out in an angry voice. He appeared unusually concerned. “It’s an oblong object, very small. Definitely not anything that could be part of a dart.”