The Scissoring Novels & Stories

A familiar scent fills her nostril. Eve push herself to sit on the edge of the bed. Her pulsating body cause her to moan with every movement. She felt her back throb the most. Feeling annoyed by how the wrap around her hand was straining her, she tears away the cloth and groaned at the long cuts on her arm. The cut is slowly healing itself with blood clot building itself on the line.

Ryan raised the chair in his hands, and with a swift motion, brought it down on me, his eyes cold as they met mine. I was paralyzed by the fear in my eyes, unable to move. "Ah!" The pain shot through me like a jolt of electricity, and I couldn't contain the blood-curdling scream that escaped my lips. My fingers were crushed instantly, mangled and bleeding, as I stared at them in disbelief. The physical pain, sharp and intense, barely compared to the crushing weight in my chest.

I gasped when he said that, but how did you know about that. "Well, you see, although you and Emily are practically the same people, there is a slight difference between you to." He said, looking at me for the first time since I revealed the secret. "How will you know about that," I asked him the tears were flowing now, I'm crying for so many reasons. "Well, both you and Emily have the same green eyes. But with yours, there is a speck of grey around the pupil. But people see it as just the emerald color" he said. He was looking deep into my eyes.

I was pulled into a tight hug by arms I knew so well. "It's okay now, Alice! Look at me. Don't be scared!" Alexander held my face, panting. His suit jacket was gone, his tie was pulled loose, and his hair was a mess. I was still in shock, just staring at him. He shook me harder, his nerves getting the best of him. "Talk to me, Alice!" His shaking made my head spin. I clenched my teeth and slapped him again.

I refused to let up, pushing past the searing burn in my shoulder. Finally, one of the ethereal slashes connected, tearing a deep gash across the Scourge's torso. It shrieked—a sound of pure agony that was Cassius's signal. He exploded into motion, his blade a silver blur that severed one of the creature's legs in a single, powerful stroke.

Low, deliberate, and carrying the particular texture of amusement that immediately adds to my irritation. "A bit... exssstravagant, don't you think, Alpha?" I spin around. Scyla is leaning against the doorframe, her golden eyes glittering with a dark, dancing amusement. She flickers her tongue over her teeth, the sound a dry, reptilian hiss. “Scyla.” I snarl.

I extend my arm holding it out for him to grab. Just as the tip of his fingers touch the plastic of the container I move my other arm from around my back so quick that he never sees it coming. The scissors make perfect contact with his eye and in an instant a loud, painful groan sounds from him. He stumbles back and lands with a thud on the ground. I see the small scissors sticking out from his eye. The blood starts to trickle down to his cheek. After my initial shock wears off I move to him and kick him in the groin.

💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 6✨ . 🌹Natasha🌹 Then slowly, his lips reached for mine, he takes it slow for some seconds. After that, he immediately slides his tongue into my mouth as we are tangled in a hot kiss.

We pressed together. We must have scissor for at least a half hour- minimum. I couldn’t get enough of her warmth. It was amazing. That’s when she stopped. I thought I was going to go crazy, I’d climaxed at least once while we were scissoring, but I’m kind of multi orgasmic so I couldn’t be sure. That’s when she put her hands on both sides....

I watched him till he turned to me with scissors in his hand. I furrowed my brows. Wait, scissors? Is that part of BDSM? He walked towards the edge of the bed and stood where my legs were spread. He got on the bed, moving closer to me, making my heart pound. God, what is he doing with scissors? He reached in between my legs and lowered the scissors there. I furrowed my brows as I stared at him. I felt the scissors close to my panties and next, I heard a cut but not my skin.