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“I'm sorry for not protecting you then,I'm sorry but no one would hurt you again,I swear on my word,and those who hurt you I'll find them and end them” He promised his gaze holding hers seriously. “And your scars they give you a sexy do not mess with me look” He added , tracing a thumb over her chin, tracing the scar. He placed a kiss on her forehead,then her nose, cheeks, before slowly kissing the scar. “What are you doing” She asked breathlessly. “Kissing your scars ,I'm gonna kiss them till they fade from your memories” He kissed the scar on her eyebrow,her breath hitched as his hands moved over her breasts rubbing it slowly through the light night wear.

‘Of course, there was nothing girls like her had to offer, except trouble. “These marks still seem so pronounced on the skin of your back. Shouldn't you do something to get rid of them?” Amelia's sudden eyes wandered to the recalcitrant old scars that crossed Skylar's back, which were a result of how her father had made her life hell as a child.

I watched, horrified, as one bodyguard dumped the ashes onto the floor like they were nothing. My whole body shook with rage. All I wanted was to grab something sharp and end Ethan right there. Bella stepped forward, grinding her heel into the ashes. "Grace, on behalf of my hamster, thank you." Seeing her crush my grandma's ashes under her heel sent me over the edge. I let out a raw scream, "Get away, Bella!"

Scarlet yawned, she squeezed her eyes closed in pain, and she grabbed onto the side of her bed with tears running down her eyes. She looked around and her friends were both out of their beds, Scarelt began to fidget, an endless waterfall of tears ran down her eyes, and she let out a low scream. The door cracked open with a girl giggling and her back facing the room, she slowly turned around and closed the door behind her still laughing. “Scar?.” Amelia gasped when she saw the scene of Scarlet struggling in pain. She threw her phone on her bed and rushed towards Scarlet. “Hey!!, look at me, breath.” Amelia tapped her back gently while she used her hands as a focus mechanism for Scarlet.

The scar is a container and a protective space where the memory can be stored and endured privately. The causes of scars remain in storage in the body and the mind, and sometimes can shape actions for a person’s entire life. That's what Beneath The Scars is going to talk about . It's going to talk about how to never give up without a fight. W A R N I N G The book contains scenes of self-harm, mentions of abuse and suicide, themes of grief and depression, and sexual content towards the first half of the book . Readers are requested to proceed with caution. Please skip if you see any scene that you may find triggering.

A month passed by slowly, watching Lauren’s injury fully heal. Thanks to Doctor Alfred’s expertise, no scar was left to remind her that it was once there. Now, she could wear a low shoulder dress like the one she wore now. Malcolm had told her they were going out. She couldn’t help but feel nervous. What if things turned out bad the way they did the previous time? When she finally came out of the room, Malcolm was waiting for her in the car. He was reclining on the seat with his eyes closed as usual. It made her wonder if he was really sleeping.

All right," Alexander replied, feeling defeated. Amelia fetched shampoo and conditioner from the cabinet, as well as a comb. Taking advantage of the headrest, she sat down on a corner of the step leading to the tub and grabbed the shower hose. As she wet Alexander's hair, Amelia deposited some shampoo and then began to massage his scalp. She could hear his satisfied moans, making her smile as he opened his eyes and stared up at her from below. "Close your eyes, shampoo will fall," she ordered, and so he did. As he pulled his back away, she could see the scar on his back, imagining it was from the surgery. Her gaze traveled down his body, finding other scars on his legs. " What is it?" She he

“Good day so far?” Zoe nodded, her emerald-green eyes hot with the memory of how her day had started. Scars knew exactly what she was thinking, and he grinned down at her. His face was so gorgeous to her, all the time and everywhere, but she was still dazzled when he smiled. She barely saw his large, long scars at all anymore, but when he gave her that dazzling smile, they disappeared for her completely.

I reached my hand out and touched the puckered skin where the bullet had almost pierced her heart. “Beautiful,” I whispered, “I need to tell you something, Amelia.” “Mmmhhhh. What, Adrian?” Amelia moaned at my touch. I struggled to find the words, and I continued to trace the scar gently. I moved closer and leaned down to press my lips against her marred skin. She took a sharp breath and hissed through her teeth, “Are you okay?” I asked. “Mmhmm, sorry. Your lips are just warm. I’ve missed this,” she sighed and melted into my touch.