Beautiful Scars Maximillian Lyrics Novels & Stories

Rosalina said "The scars between us will never fade but we have to reduce the pain and this is the only way," She said attaching their foreheads "Please understand my decision. I promise you things will get better for you. And if we see that it's not working out, then we can always come back right?" Rosalina said as the crying Jaxon nodded. "Then please let me do this..." Rosalina begged

The physical pain, sharp and intense, barely compared to the crushing weight in my chest. It was over. Everything was ruined. My hands, my mother's dreams—everything was shattered in that single moment. Tears streamed down my face in heavy, relentless drops. Ryan rushed toward me, pulling me into an embrace. I leaned silently into his broad, warm chest, but the words that came from above were as cold as ice. "I'm sorry, Susan. Please, forgive me just this once. I know this isn't fair to you. But Miranda's mother died saving me. Once she makes it into the orchestra, I'll have repaid my debt."

The sense of relief is momentary, but is soon replaced by a lingering fear of what lies ahead. While they wait, Maxmilian and Isabella remain by Mariana's side, giving her all the support and strength they can. Maxwell, still wounded, stares at the scene and growls in frustration and contempt, looking at the door through which Michele had exited. "She'll be back." "Shut the hell up," Maxmilian replies. "As soon as I get out of here and take care of my son, I'm going to kill you." He stares at his own mother, "And you too."

Without thinking, I asked, “Where did you get that?” He looked down, following my gaze. His fingers brushed the scar. “Training accident. A long time ago.” He paused. “Before… everything.” Before me. Before the bond. Before his world tilted off its axis. The moment felt too intimate. Too quiet. I stood up, the chair scraping on the floor. The sound was loud in the silent room. “You’re better,” I stated, my voice returning to its cool, professional tone. The mediator. The stranger. “The susceptible period has passed?”

“don’t you dare hurt my people, it is me you want, take me already!!” “oh I already have you, you can barely even move a muscle, but for your stupidity and your arrogance, you will watch as everything you’ve ever loved, crumble right in front of you and then I will slowly tear you apart, inch by inch, limb by limb, I will gladly watch the light snuff out from your eyes and you will know the reason why I am hailed King Maximillian”. “HAIL!!”, the warriors yelled. “hail king Maximillian!!”.

*** "The star is very beautiful tonight, yes. But it's lonely," Anastasia whispered, then she looked at Maximilian, who was also staring at the night sky, "you're not lonely? You live alone on the streets, do you ever think the world is cruel to you?" Maximilian smiled, "I never think the world is cruel, we should control the world, not the world controlling us. I always want to be the best and everything has to be perfect." He paused for a moment, then continued, "I just hated myself for being too focused on my perfection without seeing that the person I loved needed me, I ignored her and thought she was fine because she was always smiling."

Jill shouted that get back to his senses. “Wha–what?” “I asked what did you do to Tatiana?” Molly repeated. Caleb looks at his bleeding arms then at my hands holding a piece of broken glass then at my eyes that shows no emotion. His green eyes stared at mine. I stared back with full of coldness. “What happened to my sweet innocent, mi amor, Tatiana...?” He said in a low voice. I swallow the lump in my throat. “Your sweet innocent Tatiana?” I scoffed. “There’s no sweet innocent Tatiana, Caleb. She’s just your f*cking illusion. That sweet innocent Tatiana you’re saying is dead twenty years ago.”

he comes back with my scarfs ,my face went pale realising what he is upto! "no you aren't doing this to me again, please don't,it hurts" tears form in my eyes,but it didn't affect him a bit. I tried again "please mr.maxwell don't do this please I am sorry" his face was neutral till now,he made me sit on the floor and dragged me till the bed ,then bound my already tied hands to the leg of the bed,he shifts to get one more scarf which was resting on the floor near my feet ,all the recaps of that day starts coming inside my head, I don't even know what he will do this time ,I got scared

Dear baby bird Dear sparrow You look alot like me when I lost my wings Dear baby bird don't be discouraged maybe freedom doesn't come in touching the sky Chorus You can fly in the ocean You can soar in your soul you don't need wings to feel free Dear baby bird Dear sparrow Don't feel pressure I know you just wanted to heal Dear sparrow Just hush now may be freedom comes when We don't need to make a sound You can fly and the ocean You can soar in your soul You don't need wings to feel free I know you can fly Dear sparrow Dear baby bird Dear sparrow You look a lot like me When I lost my wings " Scars to your beautiful " by Alessia Cara She just wants to be beautiful She goes unnoticed, she kno

Tere sang yaara khushrang bahara tu raat deewani main zard sitaara (With you, O beloved, the spring is colorful, you are the crazy night, and I am the yellow star.) We sway with the music but I observe tears in her eyes. I pull her closer to me and whisper in her ear, "Why are you crying?" O karam khudaya hai tujhe mujhse milaya hai tujhpe marke hi to mujhe jeena aaya hai (It's a divine mercy, that I have met you. after dying on you only have I learned to live.)