You Shall Know Pain Novels & Stories

“I don’t want to see you in pain.” “I won’t, honey,” I say, drinking the water she gave me. “Trust me, I will be fine.” “Okay, but I still insist that you take things easy.” “Sure, I will. Let’s go.” After saying goodbye to her, I enter my room and undress to take a bath. Suddenly, sharp pains shoot through my body, like a thousand needles piercing my skin. The sensation radiates from my core to every limb, causing my muscles to contract uncontrollably. Gasping for breath, I cling to the sink, trying to stay upright as the intensity of the pain reaches a peak, blurring my vision.

I mumble, trying to understand what's happening to me. I've never felt like this before. It's like the pain is taking over my body, but it's slow; it's nearly agonizing to wait till the peak of it. My father keeps talking about something, I hear him mention the monsters, but that's all; his words fade away as the dreaded feeling slowly takes over my body. The pain flows through my veins like fire until it settles in my abdomen, growing stronger with each passing second. I clutch my stomach and hiss in pain. My father raises his voice, calling my name, but I can do nothing more than grit my teeth and force my eyes. I know how to endure inhuman pain, I've been taught how to deal with almost an

Just at the pain in my stomach hits me, it spreads to my upper back…and I scream out as I can feel the shards of glass starting to force themselves out. I pant out through gritted teeth, the pain almost knocking me unconscious as the glass has to cut through flesh again that had already started to heal over. I scream out, the sound echoing across the woodlands….the pain too intense to handle…then

Mikhail My wolf howls inside me, a fierce, guttural sound that cuts through the haze of pain. It’s like he’s trying to fight the agony with every ounce of strength he’s got. I feel him, clawing and pushing, refusing to let me give in. My whole body feels like it’s being ripped apart, every nerve on fire, but I grit my teeth and force myself to stay calm. The pain is brutal and relentless, but it’s not the first time I’ve faced something that’s tried to break me.

What more could go wrong? Attempting to rise, the pain shot through my body, a constant reminder of the task at hand. I knew I had to get up; otherwise, Killian would discover yet another reason to despise me. Despite the agony, I began to limp towards the switches once more, gingerly pressing each one with care.

I smiled to myself, letting that knowledge overcome. I was with my family once more. All the pain was over. Anaki started to say something, but stopped himself. His troubled eyes bore into mine, worrying me. "What is it?" I whispered to him, my drowsiness starting to ware off. And then it hit me. The same pain that killed me, was back again. It came at me like a thousand knives lashing out against their maker. Their hot metal struck through my skin and bore into my blood, setting fire to anything it touched.

He didn’t know about her. “Yeah,” I said quietly. “You don’t know everything. So shut the fuck up!” His eye twitched. “Yeah,” I said quietly. “You don’t know everything. So shut the fuck up.” His eye twitched. But this time, he didn’t scream. He didn’t lunge. Noel just smiled—like he expected that answer. “Pity,” he muttered. And then… the pain came again. I lost count of how many times they hit me. My body was already failing, bones aching, head pounding. I couldn’t scream anymore—my throat was raw, dry, and broken. I was fading. And maybe… that was the goal.

No, not betraying me, my body is finally doing what it needs to do. I scream when the next bone breaks, unseeing or uncaring of where I am but I welcome the pain. Thanks to this pain, I shall be reborn.

I gasped, my back arching off the bed as I cried out, “The pain...It feels like dying...slowly.” “I know,” he whispered, his hand still on mine. “But I’m here. I’m going to do everything I can to help you through this. I haven't heard of any cure to it, but I'll make sure to find one.” I looked into his eyes. I know he meant everything, but it hurts that he's going through my pain. Suddenly, another stab of pain hit me. My back arched as I cried out, the pain blinding this time—like knives under my skin.

“You think you know me? Jason, you don’t. You never have. You’ve been orbiting Lila’s world for years, and yeah, you see me sometimes, but you don’t know me. So don’t stand there acting like you suddenly get it.” The words hit harder than I expected. She wasn’t wrong. I didn’t know her. Not really. I knew her smile when she was with Lila. I knew the sharp tongue she kept ready for anyone who stepped too close. I knew the fire in her eyes when she stood her ground. But knowing someone in fragments wasn’t the same as knowing their whole. Still, I couldn’t back down. Not when I’d heard her breaking last night. “Maybe I don’t know you,” I said. “But I know pain when I see it. And right now, you’