Surfer Who Lost Her Arm Novels & Stories

He, who had lost an arm, was on the verge of becoming a cripple. As a professional killer, he was particular about the element of surprise. Presently, Yang Xiao had severed his right arm, and it had imperceptibly bound his legs, causing him to be unable to fight nimbly any longer. "What the f*ck!" Wu Li broke out in cold sweat when he saw the sixth angel, Cabadole, being slashed into two by Yang Xiao, and his right arm had been forcefully severed by Yang Xiao. Frightening, the scene just now was too horrifying.

He began to swim fast towards the person. His vision was still barred by debris in the water, but he did not give up. However, a sudden pain in his arm forced him to stop. He looked at his injured shoulder, which he had strained, and realized it was bleeding. However, he did not want to stop moving; he kept trying to swim with only one hand, but he couldn't. He found himself going deeper into the water as he lost his ability to swim. At this time, he gave up and tried to go up to the surface, but he couldn't lift his body. He struggled even more with the water, but he had become too weak to move.

"Yes, but I'd like to have you with me. You won this race just as much as I did." Robbie turned to face me, wrapping his good arm around my waist and pulling me in to him. His lips grazed my hairline, his voice soft and low. "It's bittersweet for me in there," he said gently. I looked up questioningly, and he released me and turned back to the window. "The doctor says my arm will never be what it was. The tendon ripped, and he's not sure it's going to heal properly. He says I will probably never sail again like I used to."

My voice caught, thin as wire. He shifted on the bench, not closer, just angling his body toward mine. His hand came up, hovered near my sleeve, but he didn’t touch me. “They didn’t know if she’d live,” I said, softer now, words nearly a whisper. “Her arm—it was barely attached. They had to reconstruct it. She’ll probably never get full use of her hand again.” My eyes burned. I looked up at the sky and blinked hard, refusing to let the tears go.

It’s only when she jumps that I notice she wrapped her arm awkwardly around the rope, probably done to ensure she’ll be able to hang on. “Let go!” I yell, wincing since I know that rope is going to burn as she falls. She squeezes her eyes shut and free falls into the water. I swim back over right as she pops up from the water. “That was so fun!” she says with a big smile on her face. “I don’t know why I was so scared!” “How’s your arm?” We swim back to shallower water. “My arm?” “You don’t have a rope burn?” She brings her left arm up. Her forearm is raw and little beads of blood pool on her skin. “Oh shit. I didn’t even feel that.”

It was a sort of request but still an order. She fell on the couch and pressed her lips in thin line, "i was a medical ranger in the village and went to save people stuck in storm that day… we made it and saved a few survivor and one of them was Alexis. We found her in a critical condition, her body was burned and skin peeled out, and she required immediate medical attention. The wave of storm took everything from us and when we were back, we were forced to leave the destroyed village, in fact i lost my only family."

she whispered as our backs pressed together, turning towards the guards. “On the count of three. One, two, three,” I shouted, and we lunged forward. With a swift motion, I removed the prosthetic hand from my arm, revealing the sword hidden within. Losing my left arm had been a significant setback when I first woke, but thanks to the woman who saved me, I quickly trained with my right hand and adapted to my new prosthetic. It became a part of me, and I mastered it.

One of the two female members in Wolf’s Den, Vanessa Harris, was ranked at seventh place, while the other female member, Fiona Jennings, was at fourteenth place. As for One-armed Guardian, Martin Jakeman, he was ranked number twelve. It was obvious how significant the impact was for Martin after losing an arm. With his previous strength and talent in learning martial arts with one look, he was destined to get into the top six. But now, he was in twelfth place. Although Tyr felt it a pity, he believed that it was a blessing in disguise. Having lost an arm, new paths might very well open up for Martin. One day, he’ll definitely make it back to the top.

We had tried to investigate that matter but still had no clue. Our only clue was Isabelle, but I didn't want to make her uncomfortable by asking her such things. She lost an arm due to that incident and almost had a near-death experience. She must've been traumatised by it. It'd be cruel to make her reminisce about it.

She walked away, keeping back tears, despite the strong sea breeze, her wet clothes, and her hair, which was filthy with seawater and sand. Pulled! Michelle, still unsatisfied, grabbed the pregnant woman's arm harshly and slapped her on the pale face. "Michelle!" The man yelled in an attempt to stop her. She was not a woman who gave up quickly or was easily vanquished. "You should die because a lady like you has no right to live in this world. You should perish!" Michelle drew the pregnant lady's arm toward the water, She drew on and on until they both crossed the coastline and disappeared into the depths.