상처녀 Novels & Stories

she opened the door, ready to face her defeat, but the sight inside made her gasp. A young she-wolf lay shivering on the bed, tucked under heavy covers. She was drenched in sweat, her skin marred by a horrific map of bruises and bite marks. Her blonde hair was matted and lifeless. She looked broken, malnourished, and hauntingly fragile. Zoriana’s heart clenched. She rushed to the girl's side and noticed a thick, raw ring of scarred flesh around her neck. “She had a collar,” Kalina whimpered in agony. “Imagine what she suffered.”

I said annoyingly for fucks sake, what’s with this woman. She walks over to my right and digs under her pillow where my bed is currently resting on. Aw she placed a pillow on my bed. So nice “Look-“ before I can finish my word she pulls out a small knife. I notice the engravings right away. A station knife with an emblem carved into it. The single tooth of a lion. But that’s -. “So the thing is..” she starts but then stop “you are pretty weak for a hunter. And it’s rubbing me the wrong way.” She sits at the end of the bed where my bare feet are. Weak ? Please I went easy on her.

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" Arrrgh ,this male lead is so annoying ,I really feel like slapping him " Jade exclaimed angrily. She was currently reading the most popular novel which had been recently released with the title 'A Taste of love' it was an high school love story . What Jade hated about the story was the annoying male lead and the Villianess who had the same name as her but was dumb as fûck. " Just shut the fûck up and let me sleep" her roommate and best friend, Tiana screamed at her. They lived together outside their school's campus, they both were in their second year in University .

I spend the next few days healing my buttocks. At the moment, Xi Ning is bringing me some fresh fruits. She tells me stories about how the Seventeenth Prince has a strange fetish, how he enjoys to inflict pain over her. She shows the scars on her body, causing me to shake my head in despair. "Poor you," I say, "Too bad he is a prince.. Or else I would've-" I clench my fist and scowl, picturing me punching the abuser in the face.

May I cross my arms, legs, may I lean back, or may I express my displeasure? I hate it when all the details I say, do, and wear can become a sword that stabs me deeply. I hated making even the smallest mistake in this world because I was afraid that my actions might trigger my bad fate as Fuschia. And I hate being patient with all their bad treatment. 'This world has never been on my side even if I am a good person. I am a villainess in this novel. And a villainess never forgets a grudge,' A brunette-haired lady in a gold blooming dress curtsied. “Good afternoon, Your Highness the Crown Princess. Luna of Aragon greets the little moon of the Drachentia Kingdom. May Lord Drachen blessed your d

Our secret marriage was painful, but at least there was comfort in knowing that if he wasn’t with me, he wasn’t with anyone else either. But he’d never looked at any of those other women the way he was looking at the rogue girl now. I could only watch this scene, reminding myself to keep my face neutral and stand up straight—rather than showing any signs of jealousy. “Get the doctor. Now!” Hunter shouted over his shoulder. “She’s not a threat; she’s our newest member.” The new rogue girl, named Maya, was hurt badly. A huge violet bruise bloomed on her ankle. Her legs were marred by scratches: a still-bleeding spiderweb pattern of injuries.

Soraia was lying on the ground with a compound fracture in her knee and being the target of Isca's fury. -By Sara Kali - Sheila felt divided heart and soul by the girls, for she did not know which of the two to help, and if she left the tent she would be exposed as well as the children to danger and to the fire that consumed everything. For her peace of mind, Thiago appeared in her field of vision and ran to Miranda who was in danger, because an exterminator was approaching behind her with two daggers in hand, but this did not perceive Thiago who flew straight at his neck, and even though he tried to hit him, he had his two arms torn off while Thiago sucked out his last drop of blood. Mirand

Something slashes across my chest, at first I did not understand but moments later the pain radiates through my body, as I look down at my chest deep crimson blood is flowing out fast and she laughs “I would never protect you, you are worthless, half breed!” She walks away, her words linger in my mind as I try and apply pressure to my own wounds. As Selene walks away TJ, Lowe and Atlas appear, grabbing her and disappearing before my eyes. Moments before they disappear I find TJ’s eyes across the training ground, she looks horrified at the pool of blood surrounding me.