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This man almost doubled his muscle mass. His dark brown hair had subtle streaks of red throughout. His eyes were green with hints of gold. They were the most amazing things I had ever seen. Looking at him made my heart pound. His eyes were focused on mine as he held my gaze. The scar on the left side of his neck was faded, the sight of it enraged me. I didn’t know why I was so upset about him being hurt. I felt myself begin to get lost in his eyes when my mind snapped me out of it.

Lauren gazed into the mirror as she peeled off her clothes, not wanting to miss a single sight of it. The once white bandages that had been wrapped on her back now had a hue of red. She sighed and even when she knew it would earn her scolding from Malcolm, she slowly peeled the bandage off her back closing her eyes at the gory sight that greeted her. Her eyes teared. She didn’t believe it was this bad. And Bryan had seen it too? It made her sob more. She didn’t want him to end up having trauma because of her. She was used to it after all.

I heard a hum of disproval as glanced it over His eyes narrowed a bit as he thought about something. It was quiet for a minute before he came to an apparent conclusion and stood back up. "What?" I asked him. "I think I know something that will make that fade faster." He told. I looked down at the scar before returning my gaze to Nico. "There's no way to fully get rid of it is there?" Nico shook his head. "No, despite what the medical industry has tried, scars for humans stay there. I could have done something the night it happened to have prevented it from scarring, but I wasn't thinking straight."

His t-shirt was torn, bruises and cuts all over his body. Tears carelessly rolled down Elena's cheeks as she look at Luke. She screamed and cried, Luke not responding. "You would not do anything, Conor!" the woman yelled, walking towards Conor. She looked at Elena and then shook her head. "Enough." "Oh, Rose," he smirked. "Don't get into this. Just stay out of it." Oh, she was Rose. Elena immediately felt the urge to hate her. "I will not!" She yelled. "Just stop it. It's been years, Conor."

Stace asked referring to the cut on my lips The answer to those questions bursted through the doors to the cafeteria and marched towards our table. It was Harry, his face was wrapped with bandages, so was his hands with a few bruises on his legs. Hmmm Jack did a great job reconstructing his face. "You" he yelled pointing at me attracting the attention of the other students in the cafeteria "You think you've won right? You think because this punk that follows you around beat me up that I'm gonna run scared huh? Here's a news flash for you I'm not yet done with you yet, I'm gonna make you regret what you did to me, you'll pay for ruining my face....

, I came out of my car and I wasn’t surprised when Scarlett came out wearing a long face. “You bitch!” She said as she walked towards me. “Can we do this later, I got work. Thank you” I said dryly and made to enter my car but she was fast to touch me by my hand. I quickly removed her hand from my body like it was a plague and looked at her angrily. “Never in your life, I repeat, never touch me with that hand you uses to give my dad a hand job” Scarlett looked pretty embarrassed as I said that but she was quick to cover it up with a scoff.

But if felt powerful whatever it was. As I walked out of Josie’s room, I saw Adam carrying Jenna from Sarah’s room. Concerned I moved forward, “What happened?” I asked looking at Jenna sleeping in Adam’s arms. He mind-links me on our private channel, “Jenna started healing Sarah,” he replies. “She can do that?” I ask knowing Sarah was full of scarring and open wounds. Healing scars would be a deal changer. Scarring tends to be painful not only to heal but long term. The scars pull the skin and are a constant reminder of whatever caused the scar. In Sarah’s situation, it would be a constant reminder of the torture that had

he retorted, a hint of confusion tainting his voice. "Well, typically, scars that have been present for over a decade tend to gradually fade due to metabolic processes," Gwyneth replied, recalling the scar she had observed at the hospital. She was certain she hadn't misjudged it. Elizabeth's scar couldn't be more than a few years old at most. Furthermore, burns and scalds affected muscles differently, with scalds generally healing faster.

Intensifying my desire and causing me to throb with anticipation; my arousal growing even more intense and my longing becoming increasingly evident. ‘She is ready to mate with us!’ Spartacus urges. ‘No, she is not prepared to take us yet. We need her relaxed and stretched out. So we don't hurt her when we finally get to knot her.” I groan. As I explore every inch of her skin, I tenderly kiss and caress each of her scars, proving to her that they do not define her. Instead, they are a testament to her strength and resilience. With each gentle touch, I am reminding her that she is beautiful and worthy of love, regardless of what battles she has faced. These

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