Invisible Scars Rod Wave 소설 & 이야기

Peace. He doubted he’d ever find that for himself. His heart twinged, reminding him that perhaps he had found peace and happiness with Jade. He shook himself out of those thoughts. Unlike Nirvaan, Rodrigo’s scars ran too deep. The darkness inside him was rooted into his soul. It rotted him till date. His anxiety was a case in point of that rot from his past that lingered.

He releases my hands and holds his neck, choking on the waves that emit from my body. My smile grows wider and I pull my arms upward, as if preaching the MoonGoddess herself. "Ultimate Special Arts: Hands of the Moon." The pink waves around me grow larger and larger and turn white, glowing from within. A light that blinds him. They start wrapping him around and choke him. He falls away, cornering to one side as he keeps choking and fighting the untouchable waves. "WHAT IS THIS!!" he screams as some of the wave enters his body through his nostrils and starts damaging him from within. His eyes close and his body goes motionless.

“Agnes, a piece of advice. Never trust that man. He was raised by a monster.” Ba-dump. Agnes noticed the erratic beat of her heart when she heard him talk obscure words. She ignored it. “What are you talking about?” “What I am trying to say is…” Robert stood up and gently slapped her cheeks again and again. “Whatever thing you are looking at right now, it’s fake.” —

Scar is seated on the bed operating a laptop,she looked up to the man beside her tall and well built,his eyes deep like eyes that held many secrets and knows maybe too much. “Marcus,that works well in our favor, you'll upload the video,my health report,the scan results and everything related to my failing health on my official page when I step out,let's use their delusion against them” She scoffed reading comments under a post bashing her. “Karma,they say karma caught me,that bitch karma is scared of me” He slowly unbottoned his shirt revealing a tattoo covering his chest and stomach,an eagle holding a snake with it's claws,he got into the bathtub slowly.

He whispered against my ear. A shiver of excitement ran through me which immediately released my hold on him. “Good girl.” He whispered before kissing my neck. I drifted off to sleep before Damian returned. Small waves lapped against the sand as I stood watching them. The sound of wildlife around me filled my ears. The waves swooshed louder and became bigger. Quickly swishing passed my ankles and sent ice cold waves through me. I tried to back away but I was held in place. The sand was swallowing up my feet and holding me in place. I tried to thrash and pull my way out, but I couldn’t move. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. As soon as my eyes closed, the sand released me and the crash

“You told me once you were addicted to my face. Said it was your drug. Well… it’s gone now. Just scars. So please—go find someone whole.” “I’m so sorry, Jake…” Ariana choked out. “Sorry?” I laughed bitterly, my head shaking. “I wish sorry could fix it.” And then—something warm touched me. A hand. Small. Soft. Real. It was Liz. I knew how her hands felt. “Jake…” Her voice was soft, trembling. Her eyes were dripping with tears, but she didn’t look away. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t disgusted. She was just… there. She touched my scars like they were nothing, tracing them without being disgusted.

The pack formed a defensive line, Alpha-level warriors at the forefront. I stood on the central platform, able to observe the entire situation. Soon, the first wave of attackers appeared. Marcus's description was accurate – they were indeed 'neither human nor wolf.' Half-human, half-wolf forms, but not like a normal shift, more like they had been forcibly twisted and deformed. The most unsettling thing was their eyes – entirely black, without a trace of white or pupil. "Moon Goddess preserve us," an elder whispered. "They are cursed."

My heart hammers against my ribs like a trapped bird. I can’t let him see. If he forces me to take off this shirt, if he sees the raw, jagged tracks Sofia left across my skin—and the older, faded silver scars my brother Caesar carved into me years ago—the carefully curated lie of the perfect, adored Bennington princess will be obliterated. He’ll see exactly how broken I am. He’ll see I’m nothing but a thoroughly discarded tool. “I . . . I scraped myself,” I lie quickly, forcing my voice to sound casual, even though my hands are trembling beneath the heavy wool.

--he glanced at his wristwatch--"at 5pm. So goodbye then! You guys take care!” “Okay, be safe!” Jenny responded. After their discussion about their report, they decided to go home. As usual, they walked their way. Suddenly, they heard a deep voice not from afar. “Hi girls!” They heard from a smiling man wearing a white sleeveless shirt. He’s with that tanned soldier that Annabelle had thought of earlier. He was now wearing a black shirt paired with a green walking shorts and black running shoes. He looked mysterious with his green cap. Annabelle thought that maybe that was their uniform. He was just staring at them. Annabelle looked away as she felt her face was turning red.

“This is not the time for threats baby girl “He smiled and walked closer to her . He caressed her bare legs making her whimper and then proceeded to remove his clothes . {Some days later } Rissa waved her mom’ bye ‘and she slowly entered the classroom. Mr Andrew who was teaching stopped his sentence midway and the whole class shouted her name happily waving at her . She felt loved and waved back .Darrel blew her a kiss and she smiled . “Welcome back Miss Gold”Mr Andrew said in sign language. “Thank you sir “She stated and was about going to her seat when she saw Dylan waving and smiling at her . She arched her brows and smiled a little . “I thought he is blind “She wondered as she sat down .