روايات وقصص ضمن The Twist Of A Knife

, I said tapping the top of his nose with my finger. I turned to look at Scott and did not realize that the injured man on the floor had pulled out a knife. Well, not until he had to slice me with it. Right under my armpit. It stung a bit and I turned to look at him. He laughed wickedly at me and I hit him in the face in anger, knocking him out. "Son of a b*tch", I cursed as I placed my hand below my armpit. I looked at my hand and it was stained with blood. I just had to remove my suit from the car.

he entered the restaurant and sat down close to the window so he could enjoy the view presented outside. Once settled in, a waitress with blonde hair and blue eyes approached Eric who at the time was browsing through his phone responding to messages which seemingly came pouring in. "Hello sir" greeted the waitress "can I get you something to drink?" Eric lifted his eyes off his phone for a second and his eyes met with this blonde waitress waiting to take his order with a bright smile on her face. He gazed at her for a few minutes and had forgotten she had asked a question. Oh, those blue eyes he thought to himself as he smiled back at her. Can I get you something to drink she asked again? E

Fur, if this was a wolf then I doom. I stepped back feeling nervous, I thought of stepping behind and hiding in its shadow.I felt like walking wasn't a good idea. Then I heard a swift move against the air from my left. My eyes widen when I met its gold eyes and yellowish teeth. Its paw pushed both of my shoulders down and felt its sharp nails dig into my skin. I stepped back and bent to support my body from falling, I got my pocket knife and stabbed it between his eyes but it manage to bite the knife. It was too strong which made me step back more.

Tit for Tat! "Now tell me quickly. Why did you hurt her? Quickly. I don't have any patience to wait for another excuse." He grabs my chin the same way Ave did. I wince in pain as he tightens his grip, that's when he noticed the red mark already there. "What are this Princesses?" He asks looking worried, and all of his anger vanishes completely making me confused.9

I ran back into his bedroom with him I stop dead in my tracks, my eyes wide. I watched him finish pouring a small bottle of vodka over his knife wound. He barely flinched in pain when doing so. It must've stung so bad, I know it must have…yet he's barely fazed by the hard liquor hitting his wound. What next made me lose whatever I had left in my stomach, he started stitching up his own leg. Just watching the curved needle go into his skin surrounding the wound, it made my stomach weak and my vomit mixed with Kol's blood that had already flooded the hardwood flooring.

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He was an old man, after all, there was hardly much he could endure. “I'll talk, please stop.” He says between gasps, blood dripping down the side of his lip. “I was looking forward to some cutting dick or balls today.” Snakes says, a bored expression on his face throwing the remaining orange he was eating at Fingers' disgruntled face. Sanele chuckles shaking his head. “What is it with you and knives,” Siya shakes his head as well. “It's personal.” He shrugs. Siya slaps the back of his head chuckling, making Snakes scowl at him. He stands closer to Fingers' strapped body. Crossing his arms over his chest he looks at him expectantly.

I fought the urge to grab his hands. Instead, I used my right hand to pull the knife from my pocket, slashing hard at the artery on his wrist! My movements were smooth and quick, almost like I had done this before. Reflexes like that made me question who I truly was. He screamed and let go, staring at his wounded hand, but he couldn't stop the bleeding no matter what he did. I wiped the blade clean. As expected of the knife the housekeeper had used for decapitating those young women. It was razor-sharp indeed.

They finally agreed to withdraw their complaint against Joshua after some heavy drinking with me. As tears streamed down my face, I tried to tell Joshua the truth, but he was too mad to listen to me. He stabbed me in the mouth with the scalpel as he raged, "It's all the fault of you and your fucking mouth! Jackie wouldn't have died if you didn't drink that night! It's your parents' fault for raising a loser like you. Your whole family should die along with you." I trembled from the extreme pain, and my tears seeped into my open wounds. Once Joshua was done torturing me, he tossed away the scalpel and set my house ablaze with a lighter.

They're both amazed by those figurines, Ajax knew the value of it because that was his. "Babe, look. Let's get these with us, it'll costs more—" "—than your life." Ajax continued, showing himself. The couple stepped backwards, the guy hid his girl behind him. With a gangster look, he took out a knife with him. "Well, sorry dude. Your life will be the first to be claimed." the human attacks him, running towards his direction. Ajax didn't flinch, he waited for the guy to be at least five meters away from him before cracking his hands. The knife slips out of his hands as soon as he drops on the ground, holding his now bent wrist.