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Scorched

Scorched

"And now my shoulder still hurts a bit." "It'll take more time to heal I guess." Mariam pointed out. "And guess who's fault is that princess." "That's because bones don't heal as quickly as skin and muscles do." "Oh, so now she's a doctor. Yes, doctor princess Mariam. Noted." He teased and they both laughed. "You should take care of it." She sighed and sat down. "So the wedding has been called off..." "So it has, that was a month back. You don't sound too happy about it." He raised an eyebrow and smirked.
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The Scar Face

The Scar Face

I couldn't even see a soul around and the rain was continuously pouring down. "The Scars are on the haunt." She said and I sighed. "So, what's new about it? I don't understand why people are so scared of them. They never really harmed anyone." I said and she let out a frustrated sigh. "They are behind someone." She said,
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Hidden Scars

Hidden Scars

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....
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A Symphony of Scars

A Symphony of Scars

Ryan raised the chair in his hands, and with a swift motion, brought it down on me, his eyes cold as they met mine. I was paralyzed by the fear in my eyes, unable to move. "Ah!" The pain shot through me like a jolt of electricity, and I couldn't contain the blood-curdling scream that escaped my lips. My fingers were crushed instantly, mangled and bleeding, as I stared at them in disbelief. The physical pain, sharp and intense, barely compared to the crushing weight in my chest.
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UGLY SCARS

UGLY SCARS

I felt the same way. “When I first met you, I knew there was something special about you. I admired your courage, your strength, your guts. It made me both mad and craving you even more. A lot happened after that, and Victoria… I don’t regret anything I’ve done for you out of love. Including the scar on my face. Victoria, I love you. Please… spend forever with me.” I was already soaking, tears of joy streaming down my cheeks. My heart thumped in my chest. Every moment of fear, doubt, and pain melted away under the weight of his words.
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The Masked Symphony of Mrs. Luther

The Masked Symphony of Mrs. Luther

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.
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Thalia's Ashen Fate

Thalia's Ashen Fate

He held out his hand. I laced my fingers through his, and together, we walked down the long corridor. Scars from the final battle still marred the stone walls—blackened scorch marks and deep gouges in the marble. But today, sunlight streamed through the high windows, illuminating the imperfections not as wounds, but as the proud scars of survival.
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Luna's Last Oath

Luna's Last Oath

Her hand hesitated, hovering over the stone wall where faint scratches remained. B + N. A foolish mark of permanence carved by two young wolves who had thought forever was theirs to command. Her throat tightened. She remembered the way he’d laughed while cutting the lines into stone, the way his arm had curled around her waist, pulling her close while he’d whispered: “This will outlast us, even if nothing else does.” She’d believed him. Now the scratches looked like scars. Nicole sat back on her heels, swallowing hard against the sting in her chest. For all her strength in the training ring, for all the fire she’d wielded to win the pack’s eyes, here she was — alone, staring at the ashes of
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The Alpha in My Dream

The Alpha in My Dream

As the light faded, a sharp, sudden stingshot throughh thecentrer of my right hand. I pulled my hand back, frowning as I turned my palm upward in the moonlight. Right in the very center of my skin, burned in a faint, stark white, was a perfect, tiny crescent scar. It tingled with a lingering, magical heat. My chest heaved as I stared at it. I was right. This bond wasn't standard. It wasn't just a typical fated alignment. The silver light, the ancient voice she heard, and now this scar left on my flesh—it all meant something profound. Something special.
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I stumbled upon 'Scars of the Past' during a weekend bookstore crawl, and it hooked me from the prologue. The story follows a war veteran grappling with PTSD, interwoven with flashbacks to his childhood in a fractured family. What struck me was how the author, whose name escapes me right now, layers the protagonist's present struggles with his past traumas—like how a simple noise triggers a battlefield memory. The secondary characters, especially his estranged sister who reappears after decades, add this raw emotional texture.

What elevates it beyond typical trauma narratives are the subtle magical realism elements—ghosts from his past literally haunt him, but they’re metaphors for guilt. The writing style’s uneven at times (some dialogues feel staged), but the climax where he confronts his abusive father’s ghost in an abandoned house? Chills. It’s not a 'feel-good' read, but the catharsis lingers.

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