Novel & Cerita The Scissoring

I picked up the scissors slowly. My gaze drifted to her neck again where the necklace lay. And just beneath it…I could see obvious fresh faint red marks. My fingers tightened slightly around the handle, the blade gleaming under the light. And for a moment… Just a moment… I wondered how easily these scissors would slice through her skin.

“You have to cut the connection!” “I can’t— it’s inside me!” He reached her in a blur, grabbing her wrist and forcing her hand downward. Their fingers overlapped around the scythe’s handle, the combined power of their essence igniting the weapon in brilliant light. “Then we sever it together!” They drove the scythe downward, plunging it into the ground. Light exploded from the point of impact, tearing through the corrupted energy in violent, sweeping arcs. The entity shrieked, its form fracturing into shards of black glass that screamed as they fell.

after saying that the boy leaves. Carol was alone in silence. Again immersed in memories that permeate the mind, body and soul. The Pained heart was able to reflect Carol's expression being so miserable. Her face fell down on both of her hands that leaned firmly grasping the safety fence at chest level. Once again a strong wind blew bringing the fallen leaves flying soaring then spinning slowly before falling to touch the ground.

More adrenaline making my heart race faster as I stretched farther, my fingers finally reached the only hope I had left. My fingers touching the scissors, I immediately take them into my hands. Making sure the scissors didn't slip off from my sweaty palms as his hands kept on touching my thigh, I wasted no fucking time anymore. Holding unto the scissors tightly, I swinged my hands up and watch as his damn eyes immediately shifted to my hand. His eyes finally realizing what I was going to do, but at last the bastard was too late and the mad woman in me had already arose yet again. "What the fu..." Cutting his words halfway, I made sure the scissors landed right on his thigh.

My eyes drift up to his bound wrists, and I raise the scissors towards them. His whole body begins vibrating with panicked anticipation as I open the scissors around his smallest finger. Staring into his eyes, I flash him my fangs, and snap the scissors shut, cutting the finger clean off just below the knuckle. His muffled screams of agony fill the room as blood pours from his hand. “Might as well make it even,” I mutter to myself, and he doesn’t even notice me moving the scissors to his other hand. I go slowly this time, making him really feel it, squeezing the scissors around the same finger on his left hand.

No, she was going to run mad any moment from now, and she could feel it. Her head slowly turned to the passenger seat, and that’s when she saw the scissors she had used earlier at the hotel. She had brought it with her, and as she stared at it now, her eyes glowed blazingly. Picking it up, she brought it dangerously close to her wrist. Tears blurred her vision as she continued to cry, the scissors still hanging mid air, and she placed the small sharp edge just at the tip of her skin. As the cold blade made contact with her skin, she closed her skin reveling in the feeling of tearing at her skin, and just before she began to tear, she stopped all of a sudden and tossed the scissors away.

My abductor turns and gives me a lopsided evil grin. “I said you would fall into my trap.”

Scar threw her arm around his neck and kissed him deeply. She bent and started kissing all over his chest. She moved up and down and forward and backward and side to side, not missing an inch of his flesh. He ran his fingers through her hair, caressing her scalp, and rubbing his other hand over her back. She started to move lower, coming down to his already stiff cock, grasping it in one hand and cradling his balls with the other as her mouth wrapped hungrily around the head.

Scar locked the door turning to Cindy who was a crying mess on the floor,her dress rumpled,tears ruining her face,which is now streaked with mascara. “Let me go this minute” She ordered her voice shaking. “Yes I will,it's all in your hands,let's try this” Scar said softly, turning on the tap she watched the bathtub fill up slowly. She grabbed Cindy by the hair again, pushing her head in the water. Cindy thrashed uselessly,it was fruitless Scar's grip was firm. “Let's play a game,rules very simple,I ask you a question,you tell me the truth I let you go,if you don't you learn to breathe under water”

I could feel his member pushing on my thigh through the jeans. He lifted me up slightly removing my shirt. His eyes widened as he saw the scar covering from my shoulder to the bottom of my ribs. I had forgotten about it in the moment. I could sense his anger rolling off him as he focused on the imperfections of my body. He leaned in and kissed me passionately. I felt his bare chest press against mine as my body gushed, soaking my panties. A deep groan came from his chest as if he knew exactly what he was doing to me.