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Different Breed of Witch: A Saraid Maddox Novel
“The color suits you Maddie, it looks gorgeous on you.”
The color did flatter her, but I had to fight back a gulp because the short length of the shorts exposed the scars from her previous years of abuse.
“My scars show. That’s why I usually wear things that cover them. People look at me as if I have a disease.”
I crossed the room to her and placed my hands on her shoulders. “That life is over. Your scars are going to be your reminder that you are so much stronger than you think. One day you will wear these scars proudly, knowing that they are simply battle wounds from a war that you won.”
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Coronation Of A Disaster
Dangerous.
Her gaze drifted to my chest, to the scars that crisscrossed my skin. Old shrapnel wounds from the border wars. A knife scar from a duel in the barracks.
I stiffened. I wanted to cover myself. I didn't want her to see the damage. I didn't want her to see the map of violence etched into me.
"You have a lot of scars," she said softly. Her fingers hovered over a jagged white line near my shoulder.
"I have lived a long life," I said curtly.
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Reciprocity
She would always be beautiful in my eyes.
What some considered imperfections, weren’t to me. They were battle scars. Not just stretchmarks from our babies and whatever else she would find wrong—all of it.
Scars from life.
We were almost mirror images of banged up. Proof of our fight to live. To be able to stand in the same room together and know we made it—we were alive.
My life wasn’t over ten years ago like I’d thought it was. Lila taught me that. Baby steps together, all leading to a clearing I never thought possible.
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Innocently Falling
before the door opened and boy I am not expecting what I witnessed
Scar is a girl with pixie cut black hair with brown eyes. She has a nose ring and she
have tatoos all over her right arm. I know staring is rude but I can not help it. I did not expect that she will look like this. I smiled so wide I am sure she can see my wisdom tooth and shouted at the same time hug her.
*weird side activated* "You are so awesome! Are you Scar? Oh my gosh! Does it hurt when you were inked? Can I have one too?!"
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The Devil's Scars (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 1)
Scars stared at the pillow in front of him.
“Are you in pain?” she said. “Do you need something? Should I get a doctor?”
“No, baby,” he said, and suddenly, it was Scars again, and she almost sagged in relief. “I’m not in pain.”
“OK so…” She stroked his face. “You OK? All things considered?”
“Well. I mean, I’m obviously devastated about the fresh scars ending my promising modelling career,” Scars said. “But I’ll get past it. Somehow.”
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Fated Mates: Love Over Everything
If he would say that it was his right, then that would be a lie.
It was Liara who had suggested to him the night when she saw his scars for the first time by saying, 'Scars are beautiful when we see them as glorious reminders that we courageously survived. Don't allow your scars to hold you hostage. Don't allow them to make you live your life in fear. You can't make the scars in your life disappear, but you can change the way you see them. And if you will ask me, then you can get your body tattooed with beautiful art to change the way to look at your body.'
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Beautiful Scars
The wound is still here, and I know that it's opening again.
I touched the scars on my chest, near my heart. I winced as soon as I felt my scar in my chest. Until no, I still don’t know what really happened, or what caused this wound of mine. School Accident, that's what he told me. I don't know, but I did not believe in him.
I was about to go the garden when my phone beeped.
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+639********* to Tatiana: Hey. I hope you are doing good. I talked to someone about your condition.
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The Scar Beneath The Veil
Amara stared back, trying to project a semblance of stillness, refusing to betray the sheer terror gripping her.
Emiliano stared at her for a long, silent moment, his expression unreadable. He seemed to be assessing her, her fear, her presence in his bed. He slowly walked around the bed, stopping on his side.
He reached up, pulling his undershirt over his head in one fluid motion, tossing it onto a nearby chair. Amara couldn't breathe. Her gaze involuntarily dropped, taking in the powerful breadth of his chest, the taut lines of his abdomen, and the faint, intricate scars—silent trophies of a violent life—that crisscrossed his left shoulder.
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Viktor Blacktop Bride
she said, her eyes tracing my upper body and I had trouble reading her expression because she didn’t seem unsettled by my half-dressed state.
“Everyone has scars, some are skin deep while others reach beyond that.”
“Soul deep,” she whispered.
“Are you referring to yourself?”
She watched me mop up the blood and brushed the shards into the dustpan then smiled strangely up at me. “I don’t think my scars will ever fade.”
“They don’t need to fade.” I grabbed her hand and touched it to the scar above my bellybutton and her fingertips fluttered over my skin, her eyes wide with shock.
“A knife went in there. The wound wouldn’t heal for a long time. For a moment, I was sure it wouldn’t heal at all, h
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Buried Scars
True.
"As if life hadn't given me my own unfair share of hardship, just when I managed to graduate high school, my brother fell ill. He just collapsed all off a sudden and...got admitted. The doctors said it was cancer. At that time, I only lived for my brother. I felt like my whole world was falling apart. I had to continue working. Not like I ever stopped anyways, but harder. I found more jobs and worked literally all the time. The only times I got to rest were whenever I visited my brother at the hospital and he insisted I held his hand and slept next to him," June narrated, tears carelessly rolling down her cheeks. "For Christ sake, I even sold my body. I really didn't care what else I'd
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Pertanyaan yang Sering Diajukan
I stumbled upon 'Kiss the Scars' during a late-night bookstore crawl, and its haunting cover drew me in immediately. It's a raw, emotional dive into trauma and healing, following a protagonist who navigates fractured relationships and self-discovery after a life-altering event. The author doesn't shy away from gritty details—think visceral flashbacks and dialogue that crackles with tension. What stuck with me was how the scars (both physical and emotional) become almost like characters themselves, shaping every decision.
What’s fascinating is how the narrative weaves between past and present, mirroring the way trauma disrupts linear time. The supporting cast—especially the protagonist’s estranged sibling—adds layers of unresolved history. It’s not an easy read, but the payoff in the final chapters, where small acts of kindness start to chip away at the walls built over years, left me staring at the ceiling for hours. Definitely a book that lingers.
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