Romans & histoires The Licked Hand Scary Story

“Imagine how scared our future luna was when you had her pinned against the wall? Or when you bit into her neck? You deserve to feel that same fear and that same pain.” I lunged forward towards his left hand and he flinched, clenching his fist, and at the last minute I brought the hammer down on the back of his right hand. The crunch of his bones and the shout that filled the room were almost enough to satisfy my Lycan and me. Almost. I brought the hammer down again almost immediately, and went to do it a third time when Lennox yelled out, “Okay, okay, I’ll talk! I’ll tell you whatever you want to know. Whatever I am able to!”

she cooed. My body curled with repulsion as I watched her lick her hand like a cat would lick its paw. Memories of her assault paralyzed me. My mind screamed for me to move. It reminded me that I was a handler now and was up to the occasion. Yet, I stood there, stuck on stupid, while she slowly circled me while hissing insults.

He raised a hand. I lifted my own. While I meant to slap his away, somehow my hand or arm had morphed into a sword of some kind? Either way, his hand fell to the floor as his scream ripped through the living area. A gushing fountain of arterial blood shot up from his amputated limb. Had my ghosted hand really just sliced through his flesh and bone? Count that as another thing I wasn't really sure about. But she was safe for the moment. That was literally all that mattered to me in this instant.

“Ah!” Luna was shocked. She hastily pulled her leg out of the hand with force. When she looked down, she could feel a numbness in her scalp. ‘What kind of hand is this?’ There was no flesh or blood on it, but just white bones. “W-what is this thing?” Jasmine screamed terrifyingly. She never knew that skeletons could come out of the ground to grab people. The skilled Luna was brave after all. Even though she was frightened, she lifted up her leg fiercely and stepped on the white bone’s palm hard. The hand was immediately trampled into pieces with a crisp crack, scattering all over the ground.

As much as I didn't want to pick up Lia's call; I ended up doing just that; I did; and at the background; I heard violent screams at the background; I almost drop the plate in my hand in fear… I ask Lucia, what is happening there; and she told me that she went to a party with Gena; and all of a sudden, Muna began to shake and she turned into a hairy monster; a Werewolf… And now; everyone at the party have their voices, high pitched due to fear; I told Lia to send me the address to the party; I pick up my jacket; and hurried there; I stop by the address lia had sent to me; the entire place had claw marks all over; I walk inside; and I saw everyone sitting at a corner; I went further and at th

I waved my hand back and slapped it. Xavier puffed out a breath of hot air and grabbed both of my hands back behind my head, then tied my hands up with a belt. I was nervous. Suddenly, there was a strange heat sensation in my hands. My hands, which were tied behind my head, seemed to have touched something slippery. I subconsciously gathered my fingertips, and then I felt it clearly... Ah - it was lips, he was licking my hand. After licking the fingertips he licked the palm of my hand. Licking with a slurping sound.

Thank-" However, the girl didn't get to finish her words. Everyone got horrified at the scene before them. So was the brunette. Her eyes came out of her orbits in shock as her parted lips spurted blood. Clair's left hand had shifted into a wolf's claw, piercing through the jugular of the brunette. Everyone got up in their places. The brunette's lifeless body soon fell to the ground. Claire shifted her claw back to her hand and slightly licked the blood off from the participant's locket that she got from the brunette's neck.

She is fucking sure that Nicholas won't spear her this time around no matter what and this scares the shit out of her. "How sure am I that Nicholas hasn't killed me?" "Maybe I am dead and now hearing the voices of the spirit……." The mere thought of that, the thought of her seeing or laying behind the spirits frightened the hell out of her "Haa……!! She screamed nervously within her as she felt a hand caressing her forehead to smother her frown. The hands were magical, she felt sparkles everywhere that the hand touched her. She didn't want the hand to let go of her, she felt empty the moment that she couldn't feel the hand again. She wanted to come back to reality and yelled madly at the hand

Its tongue flicked in and out as it watched with its reptilian eyes unblinking and yellow with anger. "Thank God" buzzed in my heart. When the popping adrenalin calmed down, I noticed a shape pain on the middle finger of my right hand. I slowly raised it above water to see it was chopped off from the middle and dripping blood. Terror surged through me. My head felt bigger than a three-story building. I opened my eyes to find the lady lying beside me completely naked, one hand supporting her head. Her eyes glinted with an evil need. She wore a wicked smile between her lips. Humiliation and fear washed over me.

She was close to the mouth of death and that was when yer mind rang a bell. She recollected Lily's words poured out in caution, "Skyla, keep this with you! You will need this!" Skyla fumbled in her mind, "Oh! Yeah, I have the knife!" Skyla's right hand was tightly scrunched against the ground, throttled like a cigarette. But Skyla was lucky enough that her left hand was freed by the female Lycan who was now using her hand to dig her fingernails in Skyla's chest and rip her off.