Sudut Bibir Luka Novels & Stories

I asked. "For today, you will stay here and recover a little from your injuries. Tomorrow we will think about what to do." He looked at the other two. "You two can leave. You are also badly injured." Lucas had purple marks on his face just like me, and deep cuts on his lips and nose. Sarah did a great job when she nuzzled his snout. William was not as badly hurt compared to the two of us, but he had a nice gash in his jaw.

Then maybe little girls is a synonym of professional UFC fighters. His lips are busted open in different places, and there is a cut on his cheek. "Oh God, what am I going to do?" I wimp to myself. This is supposed to be a sweet little trip. People are not even supposed to know that we left Densberry in the first place, and now he has a terrible face. "It's a lot worse than you think, Luth. I'm fine," he removes my hand from his face. "No, you're not. We have to take care of this quickly, before it starts to get worse."

I asked looking at him directly into his eyes with my angry red one. Dad move side and my eyes fell on her vulnerable state. Her left side face has a scratches and eyes are filled with tears. Her lips have a cut at left side and dry blood is stuck on it. She had a small cut at the right side of her forehead and blood is now dry on it. I fusted my hands and cleaned my jaw in anger. Tears are continue streaming out from her eyes like a river. She is looking list and keep looking at a same place with her wet lashes. I never saw her this vulnerable.

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA POV It would have to stay bandaged for a bit since she had second-degree burns. The doctor mentioned that if the flames had touched her skin for just three more seconds, it could have resulted in lasting scars. Her wrists had gotten much better. I had learned some of what he did to her.

"Rest for a while." Eric said while he laid me softly on the bed. Well.. I was surprised at his actions today. He took me to the doctor and stayed in the hospital room while he checked my wound. My skin was split under my lips and my lower lip was swollen because I had sunk my front two teeth in there and pierced it. Thankfully, wound wasn't much deep so it will heal in a week or two.

"Christine, do you think this will scar my face?" I hurriedly turned around. His lip was split and his cheek was swollen. There was even blood on his jaw. It did look quite bad. I took out some tissues and gently wiped the blood from his skin. "Christine, gently, gently…" Landon winced dramatically. "Serves you right." I scolded him softly, but my movements were gentler. "You'll need some stitches at the hospital." "Then come with me, I'm scared of needles," Landon said.

she asked me. “Yes, please,” Akyran answered, grimacing. “It is a bit…” “Sour,” I supplied. “No, that’s not the right word,” he shook his head. “It’s sour but it’s also…” “Bitter?” Jiloria suggested. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “It’s hard to place.” The bruise on his jaw and the cut on his lip were healing as I watched. “Your injuries will take more time,” she told me. “The wound on your calf is infected, your ribs are broken, and, of course, the venom burn is extensive. You will sleep and wake better than today, however.”

I take the hand he’s reached out to me. It takes a lot of effort but with a long groan from me, he pulls me into a sitting position. “Once you’re cleaned up, I need to go through your hair and find that laceration of yours. Once I find it I will need to cut the hair around it to get a good view. If it’s long but not too deep then I can use surgical glue to close it but I’d still encourage using the lidocaine shots to numb it as the glue burns when it’s first put on. It’s late but I don’t think Angela has gone to bed yet so I’m going to get her help with this. I think you’re a little too shaken up from that dream to try to handle everything on your own.”

“Your face was burned, badly. Doctor, can you fill her in?” “Of course. Kara, can I call you Kara? Kara, you have second-degree burns all over your face, especially the area around your nose and mouth. Fortunately, the flames avoided your eyes, so your vision isn’t compromised. Your hair was burned a bit as well, and we had to give you a haircut. Sorry for that. There are some minor burns on your upper torso, but nothing bad.”

Sasha approached slowly. “You did well.” He pulled the cloths off one of them with a quick motion. “Shit…” The Lycan’s chest was torn open in long lacerations, too deep for ordinary claws. The jaw appeared dislocated, as if it had been shattered from the inside. The pupils were still partially dilated, frozen in final horror. “This wasn’t a bear,” Sasha murmured, running his fingers near the wounds without touching them. “Look at these edges… Burned? Like… the blood reacted.”