Dabi Scars Full Body Novels & Stories

I forgot. Miss, whoever she is, looked at me shockingly but there's a hint of familiarity and sadness in her eyes. As I stared at her, I realized she really looked so weird and no offense, ugly. There's a huge birthmark that covered her left forehead, down to her eye and her ear. There's also a huge mole on the lower right side of her mouth. To top everything off, she has a lot of pimples, acne scars and blackheads. This girl needs help.

I hurriedly went to him and asked "Doctor h-how is she?" My voice cracked "She is completely fine. She hit her head with something which caused her to faint and open up the old scar that was on her head. Which caused the bleeding" The doctor said "Old scar?" I asked confused "Yes, the area where she got hit was already cut before. But yes her foot is injured and she will have difficulty walking for a month or two. Rather than that she is fine. She has not woke up yet and it will take her time"

Like I have two dimples when I smile while Emily has two but one is not that deep. I have a small birthmark just above my navel, which Emily doesn't have. When I went out two days ago to meet up with Maddie at Starbucks, people were congratulating me on my wedding. I was too embarrassed to say I'm not the one getting married but my twin. Nobody will believe me, anyway. So I thanked them and smiled politely at them. At the mall, when we went shopping for wedding gifts, someone congratulated me, and I told him I wasn't the one he never believed me.

His body moved to face mine, careful to keep his arms wrapped around me. “That was the best nap of my life. And that is saying something.” He said with a sleepy grin on his face. In this light he almost looked like a child. I was shocked with all the scars that littered his body; he was still able to look so young. I gently pressed my lips to his; his arms pulled me in closer. I felt his manhood as if he had no boxers at all. It was pressed hard against my leg, begging for release. I reached my hand down rubbing his member through his shorts. After a moment I traced the band with my fingertips, teasing him slightly.

I frantically reload, silver bullets slippery between my fingers. “MOVE, ALAINA!” Edith screams. Too late. The rogue lunges. I brace myself, eyes shut... And a sickening thud echoes in the dark. Silence. When I open my eyes, time stops. He’s standing still, his head severed from his body. The corpse drops with a heavy crash, the ground beneath it trembling. And there, sword in hand, blood dripping down his wrist... Adrian. He drops the sword beside the body and lifts the head by its scruff. The rogue’s eyes are still faintly twitching.

He is a living deity of beauty. “Your scars will never scare me. I have scars too, and all the scars have a story to tell the world, and all I want to know is yours.” He said it, and I was shocked. Now I am seeing the darkness behind the beauty I was seeing earlier. His body was well built but covered with scars. What!!

"Look at you, all eager to please. You didn't even offer anything in return. Why would she help you out?" He then handed me a card. "I'm Daniel Jenkins. Here's a little something for our first meeting. ZenWave's beauty clinics are all part of my family business. With this card, you can enjoy unlimited visits." ZenWave was a well-known, high-end beauty clinic chain. A single visit there could cost tens of thousands of dollars. This gift was too generous. I didn't take the card, but Leon snatched it from Daniel's hand and stuffed it into mine.

I let out a deep breath, losing myself in the water before taking the soap, scrubbing my body down with it. I had this habit of scrubbing my body with soap several times in the shower, and it usually takes about an hour until I felt clean enough to go. Abbie tried to stop me once, but no matter what I do I keep scrubbing my body until the skin turned red. Because no matter what, every time I look at my body, I feel disgusted. It was hideous. Scars stretched down my legs. There was a multitude of them as if Dexter had branded them into my body, reminding me that I will and always belong to him.

She asked curiously but something doesn't add up. I mean I have asked him about the scars and he insinuated that it was BDSM gone wrong and honestly I didn't think much of it because that was when we just lost our parents and he was a little rebellious at that point but I still think she got the wrong guy... I mean now I understand why she fled immediately she saw him shirtless but anyone could have a similar scar, right?

Damon said to another maid who went quickly to clothe Scar The nurse came in immediately with a bowl, leaves and other things to look after Scar who was now clothed . Damon unchained her and laid her on the ground for the nurse who did a few things and gave Scar a concoction. " she will wake up soon , she is a pure witch , I suggest you treat with caution." Nurse Abella said as she applied ointment to the bruises on Scars's body " a pure witch ?." Damon asked dumbfounded Never in his life did he know that existed, he wondered what that was and waited for Abella to respond again