Novel & Cerita Quotes Tentang Luka

Lulu continued, "I was kissed as many times as I was bitten—every scar is a reminder of what happened, and I can't forget. It's a nightmare that would haunt me for the rest of my life, so do you want that pain too? You'll see all the scars on me that would remind you of what happened to me. Do you really not mind that at all? Doesn't it make you think? Stop lying to yourself, Zachary… You're only human."

You are not…and I wonder why that is so. He turns around in the tub to look at me, qwondering if I understood what he's said. I do. I shake my head in disbelief. "A scars nuna karfin zuciya da kuma jimiri ne dagamatasa shekaru. Ban ce muku ya kamata a masanan basu ji dadin a gare su." (The scars show bravery and endurance from a young age. I don't think you should be disappointed in them.)

Her career would be over if her face got ruined. This injury reminded Amelia of the time at Lily's restaurant when she got hurt because of Liam. The wound by her lips had long since healed, and the scar had disappeared, but the pain resurfaced. "I'm so disappointed in you!"

"But then the angels never makes a mistake and that is why there is no immortals in this world. This all means everyone was meant to exist. Even those serial killers that are better of dead." "You know, there is something my mom used to tell me. Have you ever had a cut before?" Luna said at Jeff quietness. "Many." He replied sincerely. "They all heal at the end. The bigger they are, the harder they heal. But they all heal at the end." "What if it's too deep to heal?" "That's were you are getting it wrong Jeff. I said cuts not wounds." Luna smiled. "There is a difference. But you know a very big cut, causes a wound, right?"

When Nurse Celine stood and moved to the door, she hesitated. “Pain may live beneath the skin, but so does strength,” Nurse Celine said. “Don’t let one wound decide your whole war.” “Now that’s done, I’ll head back to the infirmary.” Lycia sat alone again. The room was quiet. But her lips still burned. Not from bruises. From memory.

She asked dubiously, "What medicine is this,Liam?" "It's a miracle salve! It will speed up your recovery, and it's guaranteed to leave no scar behind!" Liam replied, grinning. Celena was delighted to hear this, but soon her glee turned to disappointment. Her injuries were so severe; how could she possibly heal without leaving any scar behind? It was impossible! Liam knew what she was thinking. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, darling. This will definitely work, trust me! Once you recover, you'll be as gorgeous as you once were!"

Cara determine confidently. "Well there you go. Now finish your tea, and no more tears okay? I know it's hard losing your family like that, but life doesn't slow down. I know you need to heal, but don't think too hard. You look like you have a strong head on your shoulders, use it and survive." Luiza encouraged, then tapping Cara's hands again, the elderly woman departed to her bedroom, leaving Cara alone with her thoughts.

"Then we hunt him. Together. When you're ready. When you've processed enough to be sharp. Strategic. When…" "When I'm not compromised by grief." I understood. "Soon. Not today. Not tomorrow. But soon. I need to to be ready. To be lethal. And right now I'm just…" "Broken." Luca's voice. Wise beyond his years. "Ghost says broken things can be fixed. With time. And care. And love." "Ghost is very smart," I said. "He is." Luca hugged me again. "Mama I'm sorry. About .. about what happened. Ghost said you lost someone. That it's..hard."

“You can see him as we prepare him. Please don’t take too long. The sooner we deal with this, the better of a chance he will have. While he is a werewolf, this kind of injury will prevent him from healing properly and might even cause lasting effects.” Agreeing not to take long, I rushed into the room. Staying out of the medical staff's way, I bent over Luka and pressed my lips against his cool dry lips. With a shaky hand, I touched the side of his face, noticing it was damp from sweat. “We have been through so much already. I need you to get better. This can’t be the end for us.”

"Oh! I almost forgot—I need to change that bandage for you right away." "What are you on about?" Lukas replied, caught off guard. Gloria pointed directly at the injury. "Leaving the same bandage on for too long isn't good for healing—it can trap bacteria or irritate the skin. I'll get a fresh one on there, but promise me you'll finish your dinner first, okay? It's important to eat while it's hot." Lukas glanced down at his bandaged hand, and suddenly, the persistent, million-dollar question that had tormented him all day flooded back with full force.