Tanjiro Broken Finger Novels & Stories

But Ryuou wasn’t done with her yet, as a booted foot was immediately thrust into her abdomen, sending her flying across the room and crashing against the wall, causing her to slide down it slowly. Yuri coughed out some blood from the impact of the last attack, and stood up slowly on shaky legs. She then glanced down at her right arm only to see part of the white bone sticking out from her skin, and cursed beneath her breath. Great. Her right arm’s broken. Ryuou eyed her. “I’ll give you credit for trying, but that is not good enough,” he said. “Kenji Kirisawa fell by my blade. What makes you think that you can do better than him?”

Alpha Teejan and Beta Trevor comes running. I look at them, he's whimpering and holding his side, " don't do it Roro " I am more than willing to take whatever punishment I'm given for this but I will break this bastards fingers today no matter what * crack, crack, crack * " aaahhhh aggghhhhhh my fingers! ahhhhh help me, my fingers! you b*tch you broke my fingers! let go of me! "

Tears slid down my face as I tried to force my body up but I couldn’t. “Damn it, Siren” I said through gritted teeth still flooding in tears. His hand started moving as I slowly reached my right uninjured hand toward his hand. He held me tightly. Even with some of his fingers broken his grip on me showed that he was scared, so was I. His image immediately took me back to Jin’s body. His fingers were also broken and his toes cut, all ten gone. Blood was still around him even after he had been washed in the Kino Hospital mortuary, where we needed to go identify him.

Anna went on her knees and gently picked up the frame. She gasps when she saw how badly broken it has become. "Oh my God, how did this happen?" she cried out touching the picture of the broken frame and then a tiny piece of the broken glass pierced her right middle finger. "Ouch" she squealed and threw off the frame on the floor and held her right middle finger tight and blood gushed out.

Twister's fingers trailed across Harin's, delicate as a feather, sending a shiver down his spine, a frisson of anticipation that mingled with a strange, underlying unease. Then, the world shattered. In a swift, brutal movement, Twister seized Harin's middle finger, the gentle touch replaced by an iron grip. A sharp, sickening crack echoed through the room, the sound of bone breaking, of trust betrayed. Harin was jolted back to reality, the dreamlike haze dissipating, replaced by the searing agony of shattered bone. He stared down at his hand, his middle finger dangling at an unnatural angle, a grotesque parody of its former self.

The latter refused to listen, tearing of his shirt from his body, allowing the collar James held unto rendered useless in preventing from reaching Abel. "You just don't come into the Ragon's family house, and treat a family member wrong!" Troy yelled, throwing a punch at Abel. The latter stood still, staring angrily at Ray, paying no attention to Troy's attack. Troy's fist landed on Abel's jaw, the next thing happening was Troy's fists cracking. His joints dislocated all the way to his wrist. His finger bones shattered on impact with Abel's skin.. "Fuck!" Troy moaned out in pain, withdrawing his broken palm. He held it with his other palm, as it dangled numb and lifeless. Troy didn't underst

Throwing himself between Lily and the fracture— As the hand of a broken god finally reached reality completely.

That’s when he finally let out a short whimper of pain, grabbing his shoes then throwing it away. Terry was wrong. He didn’t break ten bones. Ruan broke his entrie foot!

Then he stepped forward, closing the space between us. He reached for my hand, gently prying it open. His fingers brushed mine as he inspected the tiny cut, and the contact sent a strange shiver up my arm. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it neatly around my finger, his touch surprisingly tender despite the tension in his gaze. “You bleed too easily,” he murmured, almost to himself. I looked up at him, my chest aching with questions I couldn’t ask. And then, just as quickly as he’d closed the distance, he stepped back. The walls slammed back into place, his mask firm once more.

Robyn sat beside Chef Jacob the entire time. His left hand had been bandaged up as well as his back and the blisters removed. Luckily the fire had not burnt his face or anywhere else. "Miss Robyn, please go home I will be fine." "And I've told you it's okay. Just rest please." "I forget how stubborn you can get sometimes." "Just rest. Should I call the doctor? Are you in pain?" "No. They gave me painkillers when we got here remember?"