Tintin Broken Ear Novels & Stories

Puff An ear-piercing bone cracking sound was emitted after the shocking explosion sounded. Buzz The next moment, in everyone's shocked eyes, one of Yun Tianzheng's arms was hit heavily by Zephyr Khan, broken and flew away. "How... how dare he do this?" Looking at the battle in the void, everyone's mind went blank and they had no time to react. "Bang!"

The mirrors closed in tighter as their whispers hissed menacingly. “NO!” Vincent roared, slamming his fist into one of the nearest shards. The glass shattered outward, cutting his arm and spraying blood. The whispering paused for a moment as one reflection blinked out. Camela gasped and held onto him even more tightly. “You broke her voice…I felt it.” Vincent bared his teeth in determination. “Then I’ll break them all.” He struck again; another mirror shattered into pieces and yet another reflection disappeared. But the remaining shards only grew louder in their whispers, their tone overlapping until the air trembled with Camela’s name:

I nodded. “That was really cool, your reaction.” He said after a pause. “I think you broke his nose.” I bit back a smile, trying to ignore the way my face heated at his praise. He suddenly frowned, taking my fist in his palm and examining it. My knuckles were scraped and a bit bruised. “We need to get that cleaned.” He said, the calluses of his thumb grazing my knuckles. He looked at me, his eyes falling on a spot right below my left ear. I knew what he was staring at. There was a tiny birthmark under my ear.

“ Still no answer. Your wish” I closed the pliers around his ear, and I ripped it off from his head . His scream was louder than all the others before. Blood poured from the wound, staining the floor. “One down and one left.”. I cocked my head to the side . “Let see how long you can keep this up.”. He lost his other ear and an eye but still did not utter a word. I have given him credit for his loyalty. "This is getting boring. What should we do ?” I tapped my chin with my index finger like I was thinking.

--- When I finished explaining everything I remembered, the detective immediately called the forensic officer over again. The rabbit was placed carefully on a clean evidence mat. The officer adjusted his gloves before examining the torn ear. "The fresh stitching is obvious." He looked at us. "This was done recently." "By Marissa," Mason said. The officer nodded. "But..." He paused. "There are two different repairs." He gently turned the rabbit over. "Look here." He pointed beneath the faded blue fabric collar. A second line of tiny hand stitches disappeared beneath the material. My breath caught. "I know that thread."

"No, Your Majesty." "Good." The investigator stepped into the room. He crouched beside the broken glass. Picked up a fragment. Turned it toward the light. Then looked at the shattered window. "Interesting." Kael's expression remained unchanged. "What is?" "The glass." "What about it?" "It appears to have broken outward." Silence. My stomach dropped. Torin's hand moved slightly toward his weapon. Kael didn't blink. "Then perhaps you'll explain why a candle breaking inside a room is supposed to leave every shard where you expect it."

From a split brain. I wait for the end— And end up slamming into something hard, with a firm grip digging into my waist. I feel something beating against my ear. Thump. thump. thump. Warm breath floods my ear as an amused drawl fills the thundering silence of my near-death incident. “Is this a desperate cry for help, Miss Wilson. Or are you trying to appear more approachable, due to your lacking social etiquette?”

"This wretch! She's accusing me of cheating–" She did not get to finish. A pint-sized but spry Nancy popped up from behind the officers, yanked Rowena's shirt, and revealed a swollen belly, streaked with blue veins.

Zara's POV ​The world was spinning and my ears were ringing so loudly that I couldn't even hear my own breathing, and as the metal box settled at the bottom of the ravine I felt a sharp piece of wood poking through one of the air holes and scraping against my shoulder. I tried to push myself up but my fingers were throbbing with such an intense heat that I almost blacked out again, and I remembered the way Seraphina had ground her heel into my hand back at the house and I realized that at least three of my fingers were definitely broken. I could hear shouting coming from high above me on the road where the carriage had first tipped over, and there were sounds of metal clashing and men scream

He stomped on it with his heel. Crack. The silver shell broke open. Inside, nestled among the mechanisms, was a tiny, modern black chip and a microphone. The guests gasped. The music stopped. "A bug?" Serenity whispered, clutching Aurora tighter. Elena turned pale. She stepped back. "I... I didn't know! It’s an antique dealer who sold it to me! I swear!" "Who was the dealer?" Jackson asked, stepping closer to her. His voice was low, devoid of any warmth. "Name. Now."