Natsu Scars の小説・ストーリー

Remember Scars will always get visible, when all lights are off. Bringing in the moonlight He couldn't help dip his head lower and move his trembling lips closer to her scarred skin. "I am....soory....my angel...I am so sorry." He whispers and she flinched, feeling his warm teardrops falling on her skin. Surprised she looks down to only feel his lips kiss her scar, making her own tears to leave her eyes. "Why..." "....why didn't you tell me?" Was all he asked and she for once didn't knew how to answer.

CHAPTER NINE; Sleep tight — Dalia glared at them and she clenched her hand very hard that she can feel her nails digging in her own flesh, she wasn't even afraid of drawing out blood from it. She gritted her teeth as hard as she can that she can feel them grinding against each other, also not afraid of destroying her perfect set of teeth. Her sharp glare was trailed with them as Leon slowly descends the stairs while carrying her in his arms. She was staring very hard that she might cause a hole in their heads.

Of course, when father isn’t around. “Does my mother have scars on her face too, father?” I can’t help myself but ask that question. Aside from not being able to shift, the scars on my face made me pity myself more, and reasons why they bully me, without Alpha Magnus knowing, or else they’ll face the consequences that they won’t be able to regret anymore, because they are already dead. As long as I can endure it, I will keep my mouth shut. “Your mom, Cassandra, doesn’t have any flaws. She’s the most beautiful, caring, brilliant, and brave Luna in the pack, before.”

I couldn't even see a soul around and the rain was continuously pouring down. "The Scars are on the haunt." She said and I sighed. "So, what's new about it? I don't understand why people are so scared of them. They never really harmed anyone." I said and she let out a frustrated sigh. "They are behind someone." She said,

Natalie's body trembled in fear as she looked at the scar. Natalie gently stroked her scar and remembered the day when some rich man's indisciplined sons tried to rape her when she was helpless. A tear rolled down Natalie's eyes as she remembered that day. Natalie immediately wiped her tears and looked at the mirror and said in a firm voice, "Now is not the time to cry. I have to be strong and take my revenge. I will not stop before I take my revenge." After drying her hair, Natalie lay down on the bed and fell asleep in a few moments.

Serena's POV Dad's brow furrowed. "You'd rather go back to eating scraps than take fifty grand a month?" Donald didn't bother hiding his disgust at my scarred face. "I'm not qualified to protect Miss Ferrari, sir." I sighed. Ever since I got these scars at ten trying to save Bianca, this face had been nothing but a source of revulsion for everyone. Maybe that's why Edward treated me like garbage in our past life too. "Donald! You can't abandon my sister!" Bianca frantically grabbed his arm, trying to pull him to his feet.

N O T E A scar is the mark of a story that, on the surface, is private. It is an implication of what lies beneath and within. Complete scar removal is not possible, but most scars will gradually fade over time. Scars are a natural part of the healing process. Most will fade although they never completely disappear. At times, emotions and memories are stored so well that they can’t be recalled on command. Alternately, the psyche veils itself with trauma that has left its mark and overcompensates to dissociate from trauma. The scar is a container and a

He held his phone and watched the video all night long. The next morning, when he looked in the mirror, he saw a man who looked like a vagrant—unshaven, haggard, and lifeless. He stared at his own reflection and muttered bitterly, "You deserve this." … On the day of my wedding, all my college classmates showed up, including Tristan. At first, I was worried he would cause trouble again. I didn't want to be disturbed by him anymore. Even with my good temper, I couldn't stand being constantly tangled up in his drama.

Thank goodness there wish still a chance. And now. For the real question. I notice Austen and Alpha Mark stare. Shrugging it off I lean for the second question. "You are the top right?" "Luna Scar." His eyes grows wide like they'd burst any second. Just like his reddish hot face. Shy. Something I don't get to see. "Luna Scarlet, my mate seems a bit nervous. Why don't you ask me the questions instead?" Alpha Mark interfere a light smile dancing on his lips.