Sally Face Scars Novels & Stories

A smile of a devil. He hold out a hand and then reached for her face. He caresses her small pale face with his big palm and long fingers. He touched and tapped her cheek gently with his thumb. It was cold. Her face was cold and she was close to having frostbite. He frowned at the texture. It was unpleasant to touch. His thumb went to her lips next. He rubbed it and instead of feeling the soft, delicate, and plump feeling he always felt before, his thumb felt a whole different texture. It was rough as sandpaper but as his finger wandered, he touched a sticky liquid.

Ava's POV They say scars fade with time. But mine? Mine only grew deeper. Like a cruel signature, it adorned my face. _Flashback_ "Oh no, what's that?" "Maybe it's black coal?" another child said, staring at my face as I looked down. "Come, get away from her," their mother said, dragging them along. "Don't you ever look at her again. Unless you want to end up like that," she warned, gesturing toward my face.

Dan asked, somewhat remembering the name. "So my friend's daughter has a facial scar—I wonder if you can help treat her?" Greg quickly asked. "Money is not a problem as long as you can treat her." Dan did a double take—another woman with a facial scar? Frank had just left, too! "What's her name?" Dan asked in curiosity.

Her denial might have been the worst possible answer. The sound of the car door unlocking snapped her back to the moment. Beatrice's tears fell with a soft splash. She clutched Yosef's arm. "Mr. Webb, look at my face, please." Her makeup-free face revealed two faint red scars on her pale skin. "The doctor you sent me to said this is the best he can do. Cecil scarred my face and didn't even say sorry. She blamed me for things I never did. I cried all the way home that day, and my mom saw me.

Hearing the policeman's words, Ashley sat with a frown on her face and said nothing more. When the doctor finished treating her, she looked at the doctor and asked, "How long will it take for the scars on my face and body to fade?" "Minimum two weeks and I have prescribed you a cream to apply on these scars. You can buy this cream and apply it to your body. Your scars will disappear very quickly. Your pain will be reduced. If you have any problems, contact me. My work is done here. I need to go now". The doctor said and left.

CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE Tali’s scar is something I don’t like to acknowledge, because if I’m being honest, it creeps me out. It’s a long, ugly scar on the left side of her face, from her eye down to the side of her mouth. It’s staring you in the face every time you look at her, so it’s hard to miss, almost impossible, unless you’re only looking at her from the right side.

he said triumphantly. “Great! I will wait for it,” I said. “Then how about scar surgery on my face?” “I will arrange an appointment with my cousin tomorrow,” he replied. Then I suddenly remembered that I had done research on scar surgery on my face. “Based on my research, the scar surgery on my face would take a long time to heal, about a year,” I told him.

he said calmly to Lacey. "Oh, okay," Lacey said as she stood up. She, like everyone else, did not believe Leon had cured her face! It was unthinkable! Nonetheless, she wiped the Beauty pills from her face. The scars fell with the dust at that moment. The marks on her face vanished completely, revealing a lovely face beneath.

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

I frowned and looked down at his hand struggling to push the scar face hand away from my arm but his hand didn't even move an inch. "Don't get in this, shithead." The scar face warned him calmly but he didn't seem to get back. I was about to say something but before I could the scar face pushed me away making me stumble back and landed a punch on the poor man's face, making him stumble back..he barely coped up with his steps. My breath hitched when the scar face raised his hand again to punch him but before he could I immediately gripped his arm pulling him back. He snapped his head down at me.