Novel & Cerita Torn From Her Arms

Tears welled in her eyes as her trauma tightened its grip on her, rendering her silent and immobile. Arman’s grip on her wrist tightened, his desperation showing through. “Don’t be like this, Ari. I’m still your father. I’m sure you can forgive me. We’re family, after all.” The crowd at the bus stop began to notice the commotion. A few passersby hesitated before stepping closer, their concerned gazes fixed on Ariadne’s pale, trembling figure. “Let her go,” a woman said sharply, tugging at Arman’s arm.

After this, she will fly away to gather her broken pieces and never appear again. She was still in her thoughts when she was suddenly pulled by her legs to him as his hands pulled her hands away with a tug. It was so sudden that she didn't have time to grasp his actions. Next, his hands tugged her arms around her chest now she was bare in front of him except for her bra.

Being stubborn would gain her nothing. She turned away from him, tears in her eyes as her fingers fumbled uselessly with the soaking wet knots. They were too wet and her fingers too unsteady. Suddenly the cold edge of a blade ran down her back, then all her clothing slid away. She gasped, grabbing at her bodice. "Leave it" he commanded, "the fabric will pull us under."

Ripping as I went. Mind you, I never let go of her wing that I had bitten into. Half of the thin leathery mess tore off, practically disintegrating in my clasp once it disconnected from her body. I spat it out immediately while watching her screech yet again, furiously flapping the torn remnant of her right wing. Jumping out of her way again as her tail came swinging at me I hit what I think must have been the barrier keeping us inside. Having dazed myself for a split second caused her to be able to grab me.

She was laughing in satisfaction with pursed smiling lips. “K-Kate...” I groaned and wrapped my hands around her wrist. I tried pulling it away but my hand kept on slipping off her slimmy rotten flesh. I held in her arms putting all my weight and kicked her chest as hard as I could. Her arm snapped off her body that floats on the surface meters away. Her body sinked but her hand kept intact on my neck. I grabbed her fingers twisting them off my throat and threw her pair of hands away. Both landed on the tiles out of the pool area.

She raised her hand to wipe them away—but forgot that she was standing on the edge and only had one arm. As soon as she let go, her balance shifted. Her feet slipped off the edge, and her body tilted backward, falling into the air. “Ida!” Tobias and the others screamed in horror.

Despite being unconscious, she ripped her arm free, nearly knocking Timika off balance. Trent froze at the door, his breath caught. She looked like she was fighting something no one else could see. And whatever it was—it was winning.

Oh God. She didn't know what to do. Her body froze in her spot and even if she wanted to run, her hands and feet was all tied up. Rosa couldn't look away. She wanted too but she couldn't look away from Armand ripping Eli apart. Eli's hands that had stained her skin is on the other side of the floor while the other hand looks like it was almost ripped off from... Rosa spoke too soon.

She torn her dress and without thinking, she stuck the knife in her arm "The hell!" She shouted exasperatedly. She brought another knife and made it stuck in her left arm She growled and watched her blood drop down The door opened and Boniface came in, looking at her angrily "Boniface?, How dare you barge in and interrupt my fun!" She barked loudly and laughed out like a lunatic or obviously in pains Boniface looked at the knife that's still stuck in her both arms He could see blood gushing out of her arm, it stained the ground.

It was a pity that she was restrained firmly by handcuffs and chains. After the police gave her a warning, she sat back down slowly and looked at me, looking as pale as a sheet. "Tristan, I've killed the scumbag couple. Can you forgive me now?" I gave her a complex look and said nothing. Whether I forgave her or not did not matter anymore. When Callista saw the impassive look on my face, her expression turned pained. "I've gone to such lengths for you to forgive me. Can't you at least say something to me?"