Surfer Who Lost Her Arm Novels & Stories

Even with the current advanced medical skills, it could only be replaced by a prosthetic arm. “According to your words just now, you wanted to break my legs. If I double the payback and break all your limbs now, it won’t be too excessive, right?” When Sullivan heard this, his face immediately trembled with fear. He could not bother about the injury in his arm and rushed over without fear for his life! Even if he lost an arm, Sullivan was still a skilled fighter. However, his rhythm was disrupted by the force just now. He only recovered half his strength after some adjustment.

she screamed as she cradled her bleeding forearm to her chest. The pain was excruciating, her body shook from the throbbing pain. Her fingers down to her elbow had been severed cleanly leaving her with only her bicep. Her left hand tried to stop the blood from gushing out. "Kira, what happened?" three beautiful-looking ladies with wings attached to their backs, chorused as they rushed into the tent. They were all dressed in white sarongs with golden sashes around their waist. "My arm, he took off my arm!" she cried 'that son of a bitch took my arm".

She hugged her cousin and pushes the nurses away who are doing CPR trying to bring Waen back to life. Tears fall off from the eyes of her dead cousin that hurt her even more. "Stop it! You're already hurting her!" She stops the nurses. It's hard to accept what happened but she needs to accept also the fact that what's destined to happen will happen. And that Waen is destined to only be with her for a short time. She feels breaking as she just lost her right arm. The woman who understands her and supported her all thought with the decision she made. ***

Doubtful that his answer is the real one, she tries to get up, but fails. "Believe it or not, I've been in some pretty bad situations before and that, has helped me a lot. I'm like a bulletproof girl." smiles Sofia "So much so that I was able to survive even though I couldn't skate again and would be hurting myself with any nonsense. But here I am, living, having feet that are only good for walking..." Sofia, is silent as she sees that one of her feet is missing, immediately, her vision blurs as she knows what that means.

Every half meter she advanced, she would be pushed back two or three meters. Braeden also jumped into the sea to save people, but could only go with the waves. Both of them were just being pushed back by the big waves, unable to move forward. On the speedboat, Alissa took aim at Brock and fired a shot, but a big wave came and caused the bullet to veer off course, hitting his arm instead. Unable to maintain his balance, Brock fell into the sea. He struggled, but his tendons and ligaments were snapped, rendering him completely helpless.

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'?!"

"Mom, I’ll be your legs now. I’ll always protect you." I thought we would finally live a peaceful life. However, that dream was shattered when a video started circulating online. In it, I was lying on a beach—shirtless, scarred, my large tail fin thrashing against the waves. When fishermen approached, I used the last of my strength to knock them into the sea. They splashed, coughing with swallowed seawater, and yelling for help. The next clip showed Seraphina locked in a metal cage, her red eyes burning with fury. She bit and struck at her captors. Two large men clutched their bleeding arms, shouting curses in panic.

“I’d be curious to question him.” Caleb scoffed. “Where do you think, brother? He’s on display outside the village as we speak.” My stomach twisted. On display. I knew all too well what that meant. He had survived the crash, but not my brothers. “Well,” I said, “I haven’t seen any females around. Although I did find a severed arm on the beach during my patrol last week—perhaps the sharks got her.” That seemed to satisfy my brothers, at least for now. They both chuckled and made vulgar comments about the things they should do to the severed arm before they turned their attention back to the map.

it's painful to do, Grorgina complained with a pout. “Am sorry dear!” just try to Ophelia declared again. “Her arm will be immobile for a while!” she can't lift or use it to do anything. “ The doctor said as he walked in with Dave. But, “the surgery was successful what now happened!?” Ophelia questioned confused. Yes it is, that's why she will be able to use it again the doctor explained. “No, my arm!” I don't want to lose my arm Georgina screamed with tears.

At least, in her sleep, she wouldn't be able to feel the pain anymore. She closed her eyes again. "Doctor!" Sean shouted anxiously. A group of doctors rushed over. "Why has she fallen asleep again? Heal her. If you can't treat her, I will bury all of you alongside her," Sean snapped. Eli opened her eyes again and looked at Sean in confusion. She realized something was off when they were examining her. She couldn't move her right arm. Not just her arm, she couldn't move her fingers either. She looked at her right arm. It was gone. She didn't have a right arm. Her sleeve was empty. She couldn't believe it. She reached over to touch her right arm. There was nothing but a stump there. It was rea