Natsu Scars Novels & Stories

Nobody honestly was going to look for anybody to this part. Annabeth and I stood behind a pillar as we watched her. She had her back to us and she slowly began to take off her scarf. She pulled the sleeve of her dress down and my hand clamped over my mouth immediately to stop myself from gasping. She was literally covered in scars that looked like they weren’t done healing. She raised her hand to her body and began to itch them whimpering uncontrollably. “You can’t be tired,” She kept muttering to herself as she itched her scar more intensely.

"I didn't want to believe it, but when you refused to tell me about your scar, I thought what she said was true." "My scar is my past; let us focus on you, who is now my present and a beautiful she-wolf who I see myself being with in the future as well," Marcel told me. I tiptoed to kiss him. As I was about to, the door opened. It was Natasha. Her eyes widened on seeing how messy my room was; everything was all over the place and flower vases were broken. As she was about to leave, Marcel called her. "Clean this place and if anyone knows anything about it, your head is mine," he warned her.

Chapter 2 “Thank you” he said lifting her hands to brush his lips in an airy kiss, whilst studying her face. She had amazing hazel green eyes, he imagined drowning in them but as he looked deeply into them, he saw something sad lurking behind them, she seemed to have hidden them quite well and Richard had a sinking feeling that she hide it even from herself, someone had hurt her badly and she pretended to not feel the pain, Richard felt his hands fist up and realized that he actually wanted to strangle that person and hurt him even worse than the way he had hurt this woman.

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

I stayed where I was, my eyes fixed on Natasha. She let out a low breath, steadying herself, then lifted her chin. “It’s fine,” she murmured, though no one was near enough to hear. Her hand slipped to her waist, pressing the fabric away from the sting of the heat. For a moment, her back arched just enough for the cloth to shift upward. My gaze locked there, unblinking, searching for the mark. The scar. The crescent moon. But the skin revealed was smooth. Pale, untouched, no trace of what I had burned into memory.

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?!"

"Is that a..." "Speedster!" Natasha finished Lucas's question,answering it all together. "I thought speedsters were only in Atlanta!" Cassie added, her heart still racing from that near-death experience. "You're... you're neck!" gasped Lucas, looking at Natasha. "What...?" Natasha felt her neck. It was not her neck, exactly, but just below it where her scar was. She felt blood wet her fingers. Apparently, a shard of glass from the broken car window had sliced through the scar, rupturing it.

Scar who was waiting for more encouragements squinted when she got none, her eyes popped open and fell on Nat who was busily typing away on her phone. "Common Nat!" She yelled, giving her an angry look. "Sorry baby, you’ve got this” "You ain’t even looking at me, you dumbass!" Scar yelled and almost threw her shoes at the annoying Natalie. "Who are you texting again?" "Who else, Lucas of course" Natalie replied again with a shrug. She had being texting this unknown guy named Lucas online. Though she hadn’t seen what he looked like, he was such a sweet talker and made her wet, even with words.

Tracing my fingers over the thin scars that littered his shoulders and upper torso. Opening my eyes, I gave into the desire to look at my mate. His lips were curled into a smile. Blonde hair falling messily over his forehead and into his sparkling violet eyes. The sun played on his skin, painting it in pale bright swatches. It made his scars almost disappear. I had never seen his body without those scars and it made me long for what could have been if he had never met Nash. I closed my eyes, trying not to think about the monster. He was no more. I'd made sure of it.

She replied nonchalantly, “Don't worry. The person who likes me will not be bothered by my scar. The person who doesn't won't like me even if my entire body is as smooth as a piece of jade." Zoey rolled her eyes at Natalie’s reply. “You say it like there’s not a lot of people chasing after you. Dr. Cornwallis from pediatrics, Dr. Lester from orthopedics, and…” “Alright! Why are you talking about this? Plus, I have you, don’t I? How would you let me have a scar on my neck?” Natalie gave Zoey a fawning look. “Come on. Help me take care of it. I want the kind that won’t leave me with a scar.”