Novel & Cerita Izuku Midoriya Scars

Frowning, she muttered, "What the...?" After rinsing, she sat on the edge of the tub and curled up to examine her body more closely. She saw the usual scars from the rogue who had taken the Moonlight Stone from her, but instead of white marks, a gray color had replaced them. Around her middle, jagged carved lines appeared above her chest.

he said and grinned. I want to scream and punch his face, but he moved away from my hand and hold it instead, I feel electricity rush all over my body when he start intertwining our hands together, he smiled at me and the next thing he do that made my face look like a tomato is when he planted a kiss on my hand. "Darling..." My eyes widened and pull my hand off him, Shock is written all over my face-- I have trauma when someone tries to kiss my skin! "Jerk! what are you doing?!" I hissed and throw him a punch that he catches by instinct, people around us start to look in our direction and put out their phones, and start recording.

I guess she did not want to see the lifetime reminder I had of my childhood. “Do not fret about it Alma. Everything I went through only made me stronger, and in truth I am a better Luna because of it. Unlike some children that were fed with a silver spoon, I know what it means to work.” I wanted Melissa to hear my words. It has been so long since anyone other than Caleb has seen me nude that I had forgotten about the scars. Being a wolf means that we heal quickly, so it is unusual for us to have scars. When I wound is inflicted upon a child that has never shifted though, and that child receives no medical attention then yes, a scar may form. I had several small scars on my body, but my lower

she asked, her voice steady despite the fluttering in her chest. Liam looked up, his honey brown eyes meeting hers. “Yeah, sure,” he replied, though his tone showed a hint of reluctance. He shifted slightly, exposing the bandages wrapped around his torso. Zayla carefully unwrapped the cloth as she knelt beside him, revealing the angry red scars beneath. Her fingers brushed against his bronze skin, and energy coursed through her. She closed her eyes, focusing on the warmth of her magic. The healing light enveloped her hands, and she felt the wounds begin to mend under her touch.

Bella Risa furrowed her brows, letting go of the hand that was pressing down on the wound. Raph Conrad looked at the scratch on Bach My's neck. He approached her, the wound didn't look deep, and the blood flowed non-stop. Bella Risa's skin is very white, so the wound looks a bit creepy. Bella Risa did not dare to look at her wound, so she closed her eyes tightly.

“ I don’t have much to help you but this is a potion that can heal burns and scars, you can try it.” As she spoke she noticed that Cordelia was looking at her own scar and Levy awkwardly scratched her cheek and said, “It is not what you think, I received this one just now and did not get the chance to treat it, I was unconscious till this morning and then I was dragged here, I kind of forgot that I had something like this with me. I was going to use it but——”

This immediately caused Anberine to flinch sharply to Skye’s dismay. “I know it hurts but try to relax okay” Skye assured Anberine who still didn’t talk, once he cleaned the blood off of her face. Skye immediately frowned at the scratch marks now residing in their place. “That darned woman!” Skye resisted to snap as he took his bag off his shoulder and took out the scar removal potion. Biting his lip Skye placed a drop of the purple vial and a drop of the scar removal potion onto the towel and lightly dabbed it on the infected areas.

His skin looked pale like the blood was retreating from under it. There were tiny scorch marks across his armor, glimmering like stardust. Traces of Diana’s energy surge. “She hit you.” “Like a train,” he muttered. “A glowing, furious train from the heavens.” I frowned. “You’re not healing.” “Nope,” he replied, dragging himself to his feet with a grunt. “Feels like my organs are melting. So that’s fun.” Despite myself, I winced. I was healing already…the chest wound was almost gone, and my strength returning. But Muzan...he was supposed to be healing as well. He was cursed like me.

“Alaina, I know this feels like it’s your fault, but it’s not. And there’s something you need to hear.” I forced myself to look up at him, my eyes swollen from crying, my hands still locked around Adrian’s. I didn’t want to let go, but Issac’s eyes told me I had to listen. Lucious returned with the healer, Joshua, who immediately moved to Adrian’s side, assessing his injuries with swift, precise movements. I watched for a moment, torn between staying and the fear of seeing something I couldn’t handle. Issac helped me to my feet, guiding me gently but firmly out of the room. The door closed behind us, shutting out the sounds of Joshua’s instructions and the low hum of energy as he began to he

"Damon, there's something you should know," I furrowed my eyebrows. "What? He hesitates for a moment, but then lets out a defeated sigh. "While the pack doctor was treating her for poison, they found something disturbing— scars. A lot of them. And they weren't from battle. They were from abuse." My entire body went incredibly still. I swear the ability to breathe leaves me along with all the air in my lungs.