Medusa Piercing Scar Novels & Stories

He links as he pouts at me I can tell a smile is trying to replace his pout. I laugh as the group looks between us, Ajax just smirks at me and looks away. I love my marks, but I will have to cover them when I go to my granparents they look like I have a little tattoo at the base of my neck on each side one a star and one a moon both with a wolf howling at it, they're each around two inches In size amd very detailed so they're definitely noticeable. They're perfect.

I take a deep breath, "I think I know where I can find him. Gi has a crescent moon like birthmark on his neck and it's surrounded by little dots. I have seen this before on someone who used to go to my school years ago." "It's a scar." Dangelo says, "A surgical scar to remove cists on a child's neck. There are many people with the same scars." I pause slightly and think back to the picture. So the holes must be where they put the stiches. "Even so, no one has the same scar in the same place, with the same stitching pattern not even how the scar itself healed. I remember every detail of this scar and it is the exact scar in the picture mom left me."

Marco looked at her wound and then looked up at me and mindlinked me. "She will need a few stiches. Sadly it will leave a scar." I kissed the top of Aeryn’s head, "princess, you’re going to have a scar, but scars are cool, right? Like mommy and aunty Kate? They have big scars on their back." Aeryn looked up at me, "that’s okay." "Doctor Marco needs to put some stiches there. He will use something to make it less painful. I need you to be brave a bit longer."

I’m still in shock that the moon goddess saw fit to bless me with a second chance mate, and not a day goes by that I don’t feel eternally grateful for Rieka’s presence in my life. Her kids are an amazing blessing as well. They are smart, and helpful, and considerate. Of course, they are kids, so they still have their moments when they throw fits, or react without thinking, but overall, she’s raised them to be pretty amazing little people. Rieka’s mark healed faster than I expected and in just a couple of days, her permanent mark was clearly visible to me. The silver scar displayed a large arch that looked like wind whipping under two wolves wearing crowns and howling.

"For what it's worth, Boss. Whatever he did to deserve this, five years of buildup says it runs deep." The door clicks shut behind him before she has to find an answer for that. Wren pulls her collar aside with two fingers and finds the scar without looking, the way her tongue finds a chipped tooth. Jagged, pale, a thin line from collarbone to the hollow of her throat where a rejection ritual leaves its mark on the ones cast out hard enough to bleed. Her thumb traces it once, slow, and her jaw sets so tight a muscle jumps along the hinge.

Inside was a scale glowing the same gold, the blood not quite wiped from its edge, as if to tell me how much agony its owner had endured to tear it free. My eyes flew wide and I covered my mouth. “Wait, what is this?” He'd smiled. “It's my proof that I love you. Meeting you, Penny, is the luckiest thing that's ever happened to me.” I yanked his shirt up and saw the savage scar across his back. Damage to a merfolk scale was irreversible. That scar would be with him for the rest of his life. My eyes filled at once. I traced the scar, aching for him. “Why would you do something so stupid?”

Mirabella I looked through the tattoos.. But nothing matched with what I wanted to do.. "Where do you want to have the tattoo? " Matilda asked.. There is only one place and that is my back.. I want to change those permanent scars.. I can't get rid of them so I'll make them a part of me.. I shouldn't just let these scars pull me behind.. "On my back... " I replied to her before looking at the artist.. "I want a dragon on my back.. Right on my backbone.. Fierce and bloodthirsty.. And each of the other scars should form a branch that blooms into a rose.. Don't forget the thorns.. "

there was a call from Federick. Stella put down her phone with a sad smile. She took out a plaster from the drawer, along with some iodine. Stella walked to the mirror and tilted her neck. A scar had already formed the size of a needle. If she didn't look closely, she couldn't see it. But for safety, she put on a plaster on her neck. She returned to her chair. She dipped a cotton swab in some iodine and dabbed on the wounds on her hands, finally placing three plasters on them.

The inviting aroma enveloped him, teasing his taste buds and piquing his curiosity. "Smells nice" Mystro said, admiration evident in his voice. Elaine smiled, appreciating his kind words. "Why don't you be patient and wait for me to serve you" “I know but I thought I could help” he rolled up his sleeves revealing his tattoo. A medusa tattoo on his right arm caught her attention, “A fan of Medusa” she asked. “Not really, our works are just similar” he replied. Elaine tried to understand what he meant but she knew she was just confusing herself.

“It sure does. I have a nipple piercing too… a Prince Albert piercing.” His eyes went comically wide. “Hell no. A Prince Albert? That’s been my dream forever. How did you even get the courage to pierce your cock?” he asked, voice dropping low. “I wanna be you so bad.” I chuckled. “Lastly, a Medusa piercing.” “Fuck, I love you already,” he said, laughing in disbelief. “You sound so cool. We should hang out more.” “Sure, why not? I want to hang out with you too. I find you very attractive, Jace.”