Novel & Cerita What Does Sonic's Hands Look Like

I reached up, my hand trembling, and touched them. Long. Curved. Serrated. Not mine. Not human. My God!! "F-f-fangs?”

SONIA’S POV Anthony has just four fingers on that hand. The one that has never seen the light of day as far as I’m concerned. I’m rooted in shock as I stare at him and then at his hand. Did the glove slip out of his hand at night? Because as far as I know, the man wouldn’t intentionally expose himself like this unless something happened. Because I know that this might be the one time I get to look at him. Truly look him over, I take my time in examining the hand on his stomach while also trying to be as quiet and unmoving as can be.

Instead of blood, a cloud of white gas erupted from the suit, followed by a scream that was cut short as Julian’s shadow-veins surged into the breach. ​The other three guards opened fire. ​Rings of blue, sonic energy tore through the air, aimed directly at my chest. I didn't hide. I didn't scream. I felt the coldness in my wrist explode into a white-hot spark. I threw my hand out, my fingers splayed, and the black ink on my arm didn't just glow—it detached.

Céline Sonia is in London and she has a son? My hands trembled as I stared at Sonia. My mind screamed at me to stay calm but I couldn’t. I swallowed hard, my gaze shifting to the small boy beside her. My breath caught in my throat. Why did he look so much like Ethan? The resemblance is undeniable. They have the same sharp features. The same deep-set eyes. The same damn expression Ethan used to have when he was a child. No, It’s not possible.

The metallic sweetness in the air grew stronger, nearly overwhelming. Riana paused, her senses heightened. The humming had transformed into a tangible vibration, a low thrum that resonated through her body. The darkness within the coffin appeared to invite her, drawing on something profound within her. The lid expanded further, exposing more of the interior. The darkness inside appeared to shift and form vague shapes. The metallic odor became increasingly strong, accompanied by a slight coppery scent. A sound then came from the darkness. It was neither a growl nor a hiss, but rather a deep, resonant sigh. This sound conveyed a profound sense of exhaustion, as if countless ages of sleep had f