Novel & Cerita Natsu Scars

He sounded almost growly, and it was obvious he was having a hard time maintaining control. She rather liked that, but she knew they had to deal with the full extent of her scars first. “You haven’t seen everything.” She licked her lips, which were unexpectedly dry despite the warm, humid air, and she pointed to her chest. He seemed poised to argue with her, but his gaze followed the line of scars down her neck and across her shoulder. They were concentrated mostly on the left side and crept down her chest, particularly marring her left areola and nipple. Part of her right breast was scarred as well, though the nipple remained uninjured. He looked so sad for her, but it didn’t seem to be a l

Saadiya had suffered a cut to her left arm but it wasn't anything serious, Parvina was attending to her. She looked at Omar and tried to steady her heavy breathing, he had ripped off his throbe and now left with a loose and very transparent under shirt which was no longer white but red and it perfectly outlined his very built muscles, his perspiration having soaked through them, Mariam stared at him for a while until he gave her a thumbs up and she blinked rapidly to clear her head. Focus Mariam, she told herself. He smiled at her and she smiled back but he couldn't clearly see her smile from the distance between them because of the cloth that hid her lower face so she nodded.

Luca stared at the three girls while he cleaned the burn wound on his arm. The Karainas had hurled fireballs at them from behind the flaming gates, and one dashed right past his elbow. The wound wasn't deep, but he wouldn't stop fussing about it. Scarlett couldn’t tell what he thought of their escape. A tense argument seemed to be going on in his head as he daubed the wound with a yellowish ointment, looked at the girls, shook his head, then sighed, and stared at the girls again.

"I'm mateless, Celeste." "What do you mean?" He sets his drink down, scooting off the bean bag and pushing himself closer to me. He turns his back to me, grabbing his lengthy hair and moving it away from the back of his neck. There, beneath his hairline, is a circle of scarred flesh. As he flexes his neck I could've sworn it had a goldish hue to it. There's raised flesh within the circled scar, slightly pale in color. Two inward curved lines reflect back on each other on opposite sides of the scar. Additionally, a small line lays between the reflection, outward dashes of opposite direction on either end. A slanted slash goes through the middle of the line. It looks wrong on his body, the mar

I say a bit louder and smile. I pull Nico in for a hug but stop as I notice my arms. I then look down at my thighs and then pull my shirt up to reveal my stomach. “What happened to all my scars?” They’re all gone. Even the burns. “The warlock Gibson is gifted. He has the ability to heal all your scars. They’re all gone.” I look at him in disbelief and walk into the bathroom to remove my shirt and look in the mirror. Nothing but a small circle on my shoulder.

"But it’ll trigger every defense she has left." Natalia’s Final Trap "Then let’s quit this," Damien said, stepping forward. But as we approached the console, the floor shook violently, and a huge determination emerged from the shadows. It was Natalia The New Natalia Her scarred face was twisted into a grotesque smile, her body augmented with machinery. Cables connected her to the core, and her eyes glowed with inhuman light. "Did you think... you could destroy me?" she sneered, her voice amplified by the chamber.

As I turn away from the mirror, my ugly scars catch my eye. I sigh, tracing the ugly, black vein looking scars that travel up and down the left side of my body and stop at the base of the back of my neck. I lost some of my memories that day my mother, aunt Katerina and I killed Alastor, but I used too much power and now have the scars to remind me. I force myself away from the mirror and step into the steaming hot shower. I let it cascade down my back, allowing the hot water to relax my muscles.

Her hair covers her back and her body was a messed of cuts and bloods. Zara move forward, kneel down on her while Nika was groaning from the pain. “Is this how you remembered me, Nika? Bloody and bruises? You are right, what a sight indeed.” Nika continues to groan and tears escaped her eyelids, flowing down her cheek and she hugged her chest, wincing at her broken ribs that already reddened the flesh above it.

“Relax. She’s not worth the energy. I’m just happy you’re back, Mira.” Mira blinked, her expression softening for the first time. “You missed me?” “Like hell I did,” Scarlet said sarcastically, but her tone cracked. “The room was too damn quiet without you.” Mira chuckled ... that wicked, carefree sound Scarlet had missed so much. But then something strange happened. The bruises that painted Mira’s skin ... the ones that looked deep, fresh, painful ... began to fade. One by one, the angry welts melted away, leaving her skin smooth and flawless.

Now the tables had turned, and I had to push down the small feeling in the back of my mind telling me this was wrong. 'Killian, this is ridiculous! This is not what I wanted! I was going to punish her, not kill her!' Natalie yelled at me through the pack link, and I glanced over at her adorable face, red with anger. 'What the hell is wrong with you two today?' I don't know, but I can't stop. Charlie stepped to her right, forcing my attention back to her as I growled lowly. Her body was littered with small silver lines of fur from her scars and battle wounds she had earned over the years that she had been hiding from her responsibilities.