Natsu Scars Novels & Stories

"I'm mateless, Celeste." "What do you mean?" He sets his drink down, scooting off the bean bag and pushing himself closer to me. He turns his back to me, grabbing his lengthy hair and moving it away from the back of his neck. There, beneath his hairline, is a circle of scarred flesh. As he flexes his neck I could've sworn it had a goldish hue to it. There's raised flesh within the circled scar, slightly pale in color. Two inward curved lines reflect back on each other on opposite sides of the scar. Additionally, a small line lays between the reflection, outward dashes of opposite direction on either end. A slanted slash goes through the middle of the line. It looks wrong on his body, the mar

When they saw Frost and the others, they nervously stood up and bowed their heads. Nita stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Mr. Frost, all of us are here. Do you need me to introduce everyone to you?" "No need!" Suddenly, Frost noticed an ugly scar on the side of Nita's neck that resembled a centipede. He frowned, and with a serious expression, reached out his hand to examine the scar. Nita and the other eleven girls immediately knelt, crying and trembling, and murmuring something.

Rosalina said "The scars between us will never fade but we have to reduce the pain and this is the only way," She said attaching their foreheads "Please understand my decision. I promise you things will get better for you. And if we see that it's not working out, then we can always come back right?" Rosalina said as the crying Jaxon nodded. "Then please let me do this..." Rosalina begged

Grey had watched Scarlett grow into the strong, capable woman she was today, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and affection. The memory of the health orientation program that Scarlett had organized for the pack resurfaced in Dr. Grey's mind. It had been a remarkable initiative, showcasing Scarlett's dedication to the well-being of others. She remembered how Scarlett had taken charge of the event, sharing valuable information with the pack members about health and wellness. The way Scarlett had interacted with everyone, her confidence and passion shining through, had left an indelible mark on everyone present.

"But it’ll trigger every defense she has left." Natalia’s Final Trap "Then let’s quit this," Damien said, stepping forward. But as we approached the console, the floor shook violently, and a huge determination emerged from the shadows. It was Natalia The New Natalia Her scarred face was twisted into a grotesque smile, her body augmented with machinery. Cables connected her to the core, and her eyes glowed with inhuman light. "Did you think... you could destroy me?" she sneered, her voice amplified by the chamber.

Her hair covers her back and her body was a messed of cuts and bloods. Zara move forward, kneel down on her while Nika was groaning from the pain. “Is this how you remembered me, Nika? Bloody and bruises? You are right, what a sight indeed.” Nika continues to groan and tears escaped her eyelids, flowing down her cheek and she hugged her chest, wincing at her broken ribs that already reddened the flesh above it.

“Relax. She’s not worth the energy. I’m just happy you’re back, Mira.” Mira blinked, her expression softening for the first time. “You missed me?” “Like hell I did,” Scarlet said sarcastically, but her tone cracked. “The room was too damn quiet without you.” Mira chuckled ... that wicked, carefree sound Scarlet had missed so much. But then something strange happened. The bruises that painted Mira’s skin ... the ones that looked deep, fresh, painful ... began to fade. One by one, the angry welts melted away, leaving her skin smooth and flawless.

Now the tables had turned, and I had to push down the small feeling in the back of my mind telling me this was wrong. 'Killian, this is ridiculous! This is not what I wanted! I was going to punish her, not kill her!' Natalie yelled at me through the pack link, and I glanced over at her adorable face, red with anger. 'What the hell is wrong with you two today?' I don't know, but I can't stop. Charlie stepped to her right, forcing my attention back to her as I growled lowly. Her body was littered with small silver lines of fur from her scars and battle wounds she had earned over the years that she had been hiding from her responsibilities.

he said and we went inside the mansion into his room. He made me sit on the bed and removed his t-shirt, he stood in front of me. he grabbed my hand pressed it against his naked chest. “Look,” he said, I did, as I look closely, I noticed a scar on his skin. “It’s a scar,” I whispered. As Nikolai has a scar on his body, I have a scar in my mind. The memory of Greyson’s death. Scars are what make us who we are. Everyone has scars…some are etched into skin, and some are burned into memory. Nobody moves through life without a scar slicing them in half.

Nathan asked. They were still standing out in the cold fall air, Katia moved into Nathan’s arms, and he wrapped her in a hug, warming her with his body. She had put on a little weight and looked so much healthier. He could swear that some of her scars had faded to barely visible. She still had the two on her face that he did not think would ever fade. The one was in the middle of her forehead. It reminded him of a similar one on Kane’s forehead. The two-scars resembled crescent moons, but Kane’s seemed to be whiter and Katia’s was a bluish purple color like a bruise. The other scar was the claw marks that started at her left temple angled across her left eye and nose, then faded away just be