Novel & Cerita Medusa Piercing Scar

“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.”

"How would we know that it's her we're looking for?" Jucel turned sideways and scanned the field on Luci'sn right. "She has a scar on the right side of her neck. During our fight in Melenōs Fortress, I managed to injure her. Even if she transformed into anything the scar wouldn't be gone." The lady looked to him with a smile. "Aetherial wind leaves damage that can't be repaired by Healers." Lucian nodded. He heard of that before. There are a few Aether in this Kingdom. But none of them he knew personally. "What now?"

Jayden said and she breathed a sigh of relief. Of course she wasn't ready for that yet as she was scared of the pains she would feel when getting pierced by his sharp cannies. The thought of it alone made her want to cry. “ Okay... ” She said and turn around as she continued to look at the forest and Jayden caressed her hand with his subconsciously and she wouldn't lie that she didn't like the tingling feeling it was doing to her body. “ But what happens when a werewolf didn't mark their mates cause I don't see it like something compulsory to do ” Muna said finding a way to escape from getting her neck pierced by him and Jayden chuckled lightly behind her ear which tickled her.

"A scorpion." Mew only knew one person who had a scorpion tattoo in the crook of the neck, near the nape, almost reaching the ears. It was his second uncle! Impossible!

They were soft pink in colour and were full and bow shaped. Golden eyes flickered as they ran over the lithe form before Jag, freezing when they landed on the silvery marks on Emma's neck. They were pale and faint in the light but noticeable to Jag who now couldn’t look away. Several were small circles that would probably fade to nothing in time but it was the larger ones that had Jag’s attention. One sat at the junction of Emma’s neck and shoulder. It looked to be two inches in length and followed the curve of her neck around to the back. There were no signs of it being stitched in the past as was how humans had dealt with deep cuts before the visitors came. Instead, the width and unevennes

Tyson is eager to start tracking. “Karen received extensive damage to the right side of her face and top of her head. Part of her scalp was torn off. They were able to sew it back in place to some degree. She also received deep lacerations, which caused nerve damage, so the right side of her face dropped. She also lost the function of her right eye, and it’s has a distinctive cloudy look now.” After the description of the old women, by the look on their faces, they wanted to know more because they knew Amelie’s wolf was sealed. “I don’t know how the injuries were sustained. Moving onto Tate.” I had to pause to control my anger. How could a mate do what he did? “He has a large gash scar on hi

He turned to walk away,but Lucein caught his shirt from behind,the force tearing the shirt as he turned, sending another punch flying, Lucien fell in his knee still holding onto his shirt. “Who sent you” He asked relentlessly, breathing heavily. “You can have the shirt” Marcus said,as he unbuttoned his shirt letting it fall. Lucein froze as he saw the tattoo covering his backside,an eagle holding a snake in its claws. “I don't know what I'm turning into anymore…..I don't recognize myself” Scar sobbed, still hugging Aria. “It's alright,it's just one step at a time” Aria said soothingly.

Now I'm a grotesque caricature of my former self. The scar runs from my eyebrow down to my cheekbone, a jagged line of puckered flesh. That damn fountain pen – who would have thought such an innocuous object could cause so much damage? The silver tip had punctured through my eyelid and into my eye, robbing me of my sight on that side. The pack doctors had to make a longer incision during surgery to save what they could of my eye and surrounding tissue, leaving me with this hideous scar. I run my hand through my hair, grown out in a pitiful attempt to hide the worst of the damage. It's still too short to cover the missing flesh where my earlobe should be, another reminder of that hateful day.

, he chuckled again. " I'm trying okay?!"I say and repeat my actions again, biting down until I feel the metallic taste of his blood on my tongue. "Good girl",he says, wiping the little blood I had on the corner of my mouth. I saw the wound heal as a tattoo of where my teeth marks were. Moon said something in Latin and a small tattoo of a rose and pine appeared in the middle. "Do you want to see your mark?"Moon asked, handing me a mirror and it was the same for me as well.

Mu Zi bent her legs to sit up, pressed his shoulders, and probed the back. On Murong Cheng's back, there was a large crimson new scar, stretching out from the center of the backbone to the sides, like a demon's feathered wings, both hideous and a kind of bizarre enchantment. Even though the hard scab had been removed, it still had a slightly coarse touch when rubbed. Murong Cheng caught Mu Zi's hand and pressed her back underneath, Mu Zi couldn't help but struggle, "No, you're hurt so ...... badly." "It's not like it's hurt on the waist." Murong Cheng did not think, lowered his head and gently kissed her snow-white neck, flowing, lingering and intense.