Baki Scars Novels & Stories

One was in the bathtub and the others were assisting her in her bath. Agnes silently let them scrub her back and wash her body. She sat in the bathtub without moving and letting them do their work. After a while, they made her stand and dressed her up. She felt like she was in an 80's movie that features the life of royalty. Agnes watched her bare self in the reflection of the mirror. The scars that fade away was now replaced by a new and fresh one. Her eyes wandered around her body until they found the oldest one near her stomach.

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

" I can share my routine with you, it will probably work for you. Your physic is not so... I'm just realizing it, you have so much freckles. Right here .. and here, even on your chest, and your skin is so smooth, do you do skincare?" I blush furiously and thwart his hand from my chest, he's behaving like I'm a new specimen. "These marks are..." Holy shit! I wrap the towel around my shoulders consciously, the scars have not completely faded. I don't even think they ever will, Pierce is so obsessed with inflicting new ones. "I got bitten by a dog..." Why is this the only fucking lie that I can come up with? How creative, Kai! "Damn, it must have been an aggressive one..."

She stepped down from the car, looking around, she asked him for her friend's Tina and Bella, he ignored her. “Come on,” he held out his hand towards her. She held a deep breath, a moment of silence stretched between them, as they walked into the church. Aria revealed her eyes by lowering her sunglasses very slowly. People gasped when they recognized her. Their stares pierced through her like she was being stabbed. Despite the stares, Aria maintained her composure and walked forward with raised chin. Her damaged skin showed both an unnatural color and an unbalanced texture. Aria showed her original beauty on one side of her face but the other side revealed the permanent marks of her nightmar

he walked out of the closet, shirtless. Leilani swallowed hard as she stared at his bare chest. Of all the distinctive features, something else caught her attention when he turned his broad back at her. There was a huge scar on his back. It went from his shoulder and stopped almost at his waistline. Her brows drew together as she stared at the thick scar which she could only wonder how the man must have gotten. She wanted to touch it. Knew if it still hurt him. And then tell him sorry for the pain that he must have gone through.

I found myself tracing lines down her belly and when she turned on her belly, I laughed. It soon dissipated when I saw the scars on her back. I frowned. Scars? Why did I not see these while massaging her? I sighed when I remembered I'd been deeply distracted by her peachy butt that I didn't even notice anything. These scars looked really old. Like she'd gotten them several years ago because they were now thin white lines like stretch marks. I traced my fingers over them, realizing they were less bumpy. That was why I didn't notice them.

She pulled her arm away from it, her bare back coming to view. “How does she have so many scars?” “What’s wrong with her back?” “It’s disgusting.” “I can’t even look at it.” “Are those claw marks?” Janiya face was contorted disgustingly as she stared at Stacey’s back. It was as if they clawed her mercilessly, they deepened their nails into it, and also beat her to the point of no return. A tingling sensation coursed through her. She took her eyes off it, not wanting to imagine what it felt being in that position.

KACELA Later that night I was undressing in front of the full-length mirror. I frowned at my body. The scars were fading but I still had a few bad ones. The one that wrapped from my hip over the top of my abdomen was still ropey, even more so than the C-section scar. The scar on my face was also fading and I could now see light from that eye after years of seeing nothing but blackness. The doctors tell me that the mate bond is slowing healing me. I didn’t say anything to Wyatt. I was pretty sure he would use it as an excuse to mate even more, and I wasn’t sure I could keep up. That man was insatiable.

After that, he started to use the Eternity Compression Method, quickly using his spiritual energy around Lacey's scars. Lacey's scars were caused by burns. The dead skin stopped her circulation and caused the horrifying marks! However, after so many years of recovering, there were already new cells beneath the scars, which meant that Lacey had a chance! The Eternity Compression Method was perfect for enhancing all of that. As long as Leon managed to stimulate the new cells, it would greatly bolster the effects of the Beauty pills. The scars on Lacey's face would fall off, and the marks would disappear!

I have to try. He pulls away and looks down. I see his eyes darken and a low growl comes from his chest. Leon is not happy either. My scar is long and crosses from the left to the right under my belly button. It crosses to the very top of my right leg. It’s why I never wear bikinis or one piece bathing suits. I don’t wear any bathing suits actually; not since I was a young girl. Aiden runs a finger all the way along the scar before kneeling down in front of me and kisses it. He starts kissing my burn marks. When he stands back up, I’m in tears. “Why are you crying?” He asks.