Quotes Tentang Luka Novels & Stories

" You are the only person in this world that I care about...the only person I can lay my life for. Don't you dare to even think...that I don't love you Ivy..." " I love you even more than myself." " But you never listen to me...you are hurting brother." " We all are hurt somewhere Ivy. It's just that we hide our pains somewhere. And I won't say that I don't deserve them." " This is my karma Ivy...and I have to learn to live with it." " But brother...it can be cured! It's not impossible." " Some pains can never leave you Ivy...some wounds just never heal. No matter how many times you try to stitch them back."

There was not a day she didn't read it, not a day she didn't read one quote from the book to keep herself going. "Always! That is a dreadful word. It makes me shudder when I hear it. Women are so fond of using it. They spoil every romance by trying to make it last forever." A quote from Lord Henry. Lucia sighed, Lord Henry was indeed a cynical character especially to the matters of love but was it a crime that she hoped her first love would be her last love that her it would last forever. Was it wrong that thinking about him and every little moment they shared made her skin quiver. Thinking about him gave her mixed emotions. It was so hard, extremely hard. They say time heals all wounds but

I was about to leave when— “I am not scared…” I put back my lifted step on the ground and turned to look at him. “Life has taught me — never allow others to heal your wounds because when they stab, that wound will take forever to heal. If you allow others to wipe your tears, you also give them the power to tear you apart, and that hurts.” With an excruciating glare that day, I saw tears line Amor’s solace filled eyes. “Then don’t allow a person to apply ointment on your wounds. Do it on your own. Why bother everyone around you who are genuinely worried about you?”

Her real one. They talked for long. Time flew by pretty fast when your with your loved ones. As the sun set. Laura cleared her throat and said: “I want to say a big thank you… to all of you. For seeing me. For not judging me for being Wolfless… or for the scars I once had.For loving me.” She paused then continued. “The scars held stories,painful ones that I will share with you all someday. Thanks to the Goddess they miraculously faded away. Even when they we’re still there—you looked at me like I mattered. It meant so much to me.”

Time heals even the deepest wounds. That was a quote Ava had heard one too many times. Sure, it was probably better to believe it wholeheartedly. That way, you could cling onto the hope that things would be okay. For Ava, even time couldn’t get rid of all the scars that littered her mind and soul. She was broken and in all honesty, she was fine with that fact. She had long accepted it. It was something that made her who she was. Why run away from the darkness when you could simply just accept it?

But that didn’t make it worthless. Luke stepped toward the crack despite reality unraveling around it. The shard shouted immediately: “DO NOT APPROACH THAT.” Luke ignored it. Because suddenly— He understood the real question. Not whether meaning lasted forever. Whether temporary meaning still mattered. The crack pulsed darker. Trying to hollow him out emotionally. Trying to reduce connection to insignificance. Luke thought about Lily. His friends. Everyone across the awakened network is carrying pain together. And despite the crushing emptiness pressing against his mind— He smiled slightly.

“Caught some shrapnel. Nothing fatal. Just annoying.” Luca traced the mark again, softer this time. “I hate that you have this.” “I don’t,” Asher said quietly. “It reminds me that I survived.” Luca didn’t reply. He only leaned in and kissed the scar, gently. Then another one. And another. Asher closed his eyes. “I don’t want to go back out there,” Luca whispered. “To meetings, to pretending.” “I know.” Luca looked up. “I want this to be real, Asher.”

These questions need answers so we can reveal the hidden truths. Scars have a unique strength; they remind us of our struggles over time. Many say time heals all wounds, but I disagree. Scars are reminders of our journeys. Time may ease the pain a little, like a gentle touch, but the hurt stays underneath. Our minds try to keep us sane by covering this pain, making it less sharp but never completely getting rid of it. You might see me as a complex person made from love, but remember, every part of me comes from my deep affection for you.

He let me go in the next second, but before I could say or do anything, he disappeared. ‘We didn’t even get a chance to lick our mark on his body," Lotus said in concern. ‘It wouldn’t heal until we licked it. Nor would our mark form on his back.’ She added. ‘So, what?’ I asked her. ‘It’s not that he is dying because of that. Let him carry that ugly scar on his body for all the ugly words he said to me.’ I added, recalling all his insulting words. Just because I didn’t show him doesn’t mean I wasn’t hurt by his words.

"Now, picture your light flowing into his body. Visualize your light healing him from the inside." He has to be OK. I do as I am told, and I let my light go as deep as the wound is and see it healing him. He has to be OK. I can not lose him. The light gets brighter and blasts out of the cut, and I see the wound is closed. I look to Luca's face to see him smiling back at me. "I knew you could do it, cupcake." I giggle, but a few tears still make their way down my face.