Tangan Di Iris Novels & Stories

Keelin interrupted Iris' words "Iris, stand up straight, calm down, and take a deep breath" Iris did as Keelin said, her face was red, and tears welling in the corners of her eyes were quickly wiped away with her hand.

"Everything is gonna be alright. I'll help you get through this every step of the-" As she reached out toward the leaves of the patch, she let out a scream as something sharp dug into the back of her hand. Iris stumbled onto her back, clutching her hand and hissing in pain. She looked at the back of her hand to find two tiny holes in her skin, one of which was leaking blood as the vein was punctured.

Frustrated in the way people were frustrated when their ability was not matching their effort. "Because you are tense," Lena said. "When you are tense it scatters. Relax your hand." "I am relaxed," Iris said. "You are not," Lena said. "I can feel you holding your fingers." Iris looked at her hand. Deliberately opened her fingers one by one. The power in her palm shifted immediately, steadying, the scatter pulling inward into something more coherent. Iris's expression changed. "Oh," she said. "Yes," Lena said. "There it is."

“You say that you can tell if I am lying, right? Can you also tell if I am not lying? Cuz there’s not a lot more of the story, but it’s… I don’t know, I don’t want you to think I am still keeping something secret. I promise I’ll tell you. I just… either I remember it wrong, or the things they said I just don’t understand. It doesn’t really make sense, but it’s all I know, I swear.” This was an opportunity. “Iris, if I touch you – like, just place my fingertips on your wrist or hand – I would be able to tell something like that with more certainty. Contact helps me to perceive emotions more clearly. If you would like, you could tell me the story while I touch your hand, and if you tell the tr

Eros is hugging Iris tightly. He can still sense her fear and anxiety. He is worried about her. He saw bruises around her waist and neck. He wanted to kill that guard again for touching her like this. But too bad, he cannot bring him back alive to kill him. He noticed that her hands are loosely hanging to her sides. He never pursues a woman who is not interested in him. He never had to. But with Iris, he didn't care. She is making him do things that he never would do under normal circumstances.

Tumango siya saka yumuko at tumugtog. Sa umpisa ng pagtugtog niya ay sa kamay niya lamang ako nakatingin. Pansin kong ang gaan ng kaniyang kamay sa pagtugtog nito. Ngunit hindi pa man nagtatagal sa kaniyang pagtugtog ay nalipat na sa kaniyang mukha ang tingin ko. Ang aliwalas niyang tingnan. Isama pa na ang ganda at ang halina sa tainga ng kantang tinutugtog niya. Nakihimig si Iris sa kanta. Maya-maya pa nga’y mahina na niya iyong kinakanta.

As a result, her face turns red. "I will shoot her brain away if you take one more step!" The man warns the police while putting more pressure on Iris's temple. Her eyes burn with hot tears cascading down her cheeks, she desperately tries to get his hand away from her neck but he just holds her more tightly, she may faint anytime soon. Having no other choice she closes her eyes, accepting her fate.

I wiped the tears from my eyes with a furious hand, staring down at my wrist. I touched the soft skin with my fingertips, tracing the cobalt veins beneath. There was no festering wound, that ached it oozed dark blood, nor a scarlet sickle etched into my skin.

Maybe I should tattoo my fucking handprint around her neck, just to make sure she'll always know who she belongs to. “Your eyes fucking stay on me.” I didn't mean to but it came off as a threat. I'm so feral for her. Her pupils widened as she nodded. I pulled her towards me, the aroma of her soaked pussy tempting my mouth for a taste. Her fingers froze on her clit, biting her lips as she stared at me through her lashes. “What do you want, Iris? Be a big girl for me and use your words.” She swallowed, her cheeks burning but she spoke anyway. “I want your mouth on my pussy.”

"However, strength by itself won't protect you from what's ahead." Iris remained silent. Rather, she concentrated on the luminous symbols surrounding her, their patterns changing and merging as though to point her in the direction of something. Her fingers touched one of the symbols as she extended her hand. She felt a rush of energy, and the symbol on her wrist flared with intense brilliance. The man pulled back, covering his eyes. His voice was a mix of dread and rage as he yelled, "What are you doing?"