Surfer Who Lost Her Arm Novels & Stories

Pointing to Chris' armless body which did not even have shoulders, I roared: "Five years ago, my husband lost both arms in a major fire to save other people! Even his shoulder bones were partially removed! "You tell me, how can a severely disabled person who can't even feed himself and needs help to go to the toilet, pin you against the wall in the elevator, cover your mouth with his left hand, and tear your clothes with his right hand?! "Yvonne Shaw, look into his eyes and answer me! How did you make up details like 'dirt in his fingernails'?!"

she yelled at me, but the wind scattered her voice. “Ryan can’t die! I can’t forgive myself if something happens to him!” After that, she scrambled to pull Ryan onto the lifeboat she was on and left immediately. I was alone in the middle of the vast ocean, alongside the sinking yacht. She was right. I was good at swimming. But was that enough of a reason to leave me deserted? I lost my strength, and my limbs started to turn numb from the cold. I felt an excruciating pain. I looked down and saw that a shark had bitten my leg!

“I lost this beauty in a battle with a rogue wolf the size of a boulder. Took three of us to bring him down, and he still managed to leave a mark on me.” Zephyr’s eyes grew wide, and he leaned in, completely enraptured. “Did it hurt?” “Oh, like you wouldn’t believe,” she replied with a dramatic shiver. “But you know what? It just made me tougher. This arm?” She raised her prosthetic proudly. “It’s saved my life more times than I can count.”

Sharp pain shot through my arm. I looked back at her. Her red eyes were staring directly into mine. Her lips moved. I couldn't hear her. "What?" My breaths were getting heavy, I wanted to scream for help but I knew nobody would come. The ocean suddenly rose. Water rushed around my waist. I tried pulling my hand away. She didn't let go. "Let me go!" The water reached my chest but it didn't stop there, it kept rising. I struggled harder. Her grip became tighter.

On the deck of the speedboat, everyone was scurrying to lift David up. "How are you feeling, Mr. David? You must hold on! We're heading back to land now and will get you the best doctor." Everyone was incredibly concerned about David. He was, after all, missing an arm, and there was a gaping wound the size of a dessert plate on his shoulder. Not to mention, he had been soaking in the icy seawater for half an hour. By now, he was already one foot in the grave.

That struck our hearts that they sank from our chest. “I’m sorry,” Katie apologized. “Oh, don’t be,” Brock continued. “Li reminds me of him. He’s quite a big guy. Um, after that accident, I lost the scholarship. Though my friends and family, they were all very supportive of me,” he sighed. “I missed football, I missed the excitement and adrenaline rush, but I could no longer do it with one arm. I got depressed.

The shape of her eyes, like a gentle deer, made her look so pure and innocent, making me want to protect her even more. I still did not know who caused the big explosion. We tried to find out, but we still had no idea. The only person who might know was Lila, but I did not want to make her upset by asking her about it. She lost an arm because of that accident and almost died. She probably had a very bad experience because of it. It would be mean to make her think about it again.

"You son of a bitch—go to hell!" I dodged on instinct. A sharp hiss of white smoke exploded across my left arm, followed by a searing burn—my sleeve corroded and turned black on the spot. "You ungrateful piece of trash! You deserve to die!" Security guards tackled him to the ground, but he kept thrashing like a wild animal. Then, someone stepped in front of me. "I'm sorry, everyone. I know this is my husband's fault. And mine too." It was Ivy. Her voice was soft, but she grabbed me and pulled off my disguise without hesitation.

"Let's stop fighting!" Dr Ramos spoke up intervening in the fight angrily. "The artificial arm exploded and the explosion, although small, damaged her nervous system. We need to perform surgery now to remove the arm. We need a consent signature from her family member right now!" "Ramos, I'll give you any signature you want, but please save her!" John declared with his eyes shooting between the wound on his ex-wife's arm and the face of the doctor, who nodded immediately and had his team of surgeons prepare for surgery. The moment the operating room door closed, John turned on Suelen fiercely. "What happened to your product? Didn't you test it?"

ORLA I really couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing. Svetlana had lost an arm to something or someone. “Svetlana, is this really you?” I looked at her from head to toe. “What happened to you?” Her mom frowned, looking at us as though we had dug up something that should have remained buried. As we all sat in the living room of her home, I started to realise that things weren’t as they seemed. This wasn’t an ordinary occurence that had befallen Svetlana.