Scars That Turn White Novels & Stories

“That’s when I got these earrings, which help regulate my yang so that it could weaken my Yin. It worked for a few years before I grew uncontrollable again so I used an old bunker every month for my rampages.” “And your scars are from self-harm?” Misako inquires upon seeing them all over his neck and body. “Yeah, I also had to put ointment on my face so that the scars can heal faster. Even without them, the scars go away. At least until I get new ones.” “Any other side effects.” “Well if you must know, I’d get insanely hungry after the rampages, my hair permanently turned white, and every month, these rampages attack my heart.”

Shaking my head, I turned to look at him, watching his breathing rise and fall as I looked down his glorious back. Upon closer inspection, I notice a faint raised mark on his shoulder. It’s an off-white colour compared to the rest of his body. As I try to move out from under Cal’s weight, I see that it has a jagged shape. My curiosity piques and I wonder what caused it. Is it a scar? Or something else entirely? I struggle to get a better look, but Cal’s weight makes it impossible.

That’s when I saw it. “What is this?” I whispered under my breath, staring at my reflection in the mirror. The red rejection scar on my chest had changed. The angry red was breaking apart, and beneath it, soft silver lines had begun to appear. The silver was spreading little by little across the mark. I froze. My fingers slowly rose to the mark and touched it gently. It didn’t hurt. It felt warm. What could this be? The question kept running through my mind. Panic rose in my chest. I had never heard of a rejection mark changing before. I didn’t know what it meant. I just knew I needed answers. I needed to see the pack healer before it got worse

I looked at his retreating back wondering since when did he become so heartless. --------------------------------------------------- "Take these medicine for 1 week and the inflammation will be gone. But these marks will remain...." The doctor said looking sadly at me but I didn't cared. These scars were nothing compared to the scars on my soul. Andrea was still sitting with me talking to the doctor "I am really sorry ma'am" I said referring to the burn on her hand "It's alright they will heal but yours may not.....I will get you a special scars medicine ..it definitely works...don't worry they will vanish with time'

She looked out the window in surprise, her eyes gradually showing Shane's appearance from last night. Shane's eyes looked at her, he hid them very well, but from beginning to end, she always felt like she knew him, even if he was worried, he would still have some moves - small, habitual actions, just like Derek. Is there such a coincidence in this world? But why is there no scar on his body? Burns caused by the extremely corrosive substance S404 will leave scars, and the wounds are very difficult to completely erase.

She feels even more fortunate that she can still feel this warmth now, the injured places when she moves will sting, but it also scabs, and the skin will heal quickly, but on her body, there will be no scars when the wound heals due to the inherent healing ability of Vampires. For a girl the scars that make them disgusted and want to erase, it is like a stain stuck forever on their skin. Phoebe has white and smooth skin which is also a trait to identify a Vampire, she touches her wounds, she hopes that these wounds will scar as much as possible for that reason. If these wounds don't scar, soon everyone in the organization will suspect that there's something wrong with Phoebe.

Flora was contemplating. She was aware that if she let the guide help her apply the sunscreen lotions on her back, he would see the ugly scar she had from a flat iron Lambert had once pressed on her. It had been years, but the scar it left would still be visible. It hurt like hell during those times as she had no one to help her. She couldn't reach the spot with her hands to apply meds on it, so the scar it left was quite noticeable with the shape of a flat iron that the edges of the scar now have fibrous connective tissues. With the healthy pink skin tone that Flora has, the scar was visible and easy to identify what caused the burn.

The scab on the wound had fallen off, leaving a faint pink mark. Remembering that day, I sighed softly and took out the scar removal cream, carefully applying it to the wound. The cream had a faint, pleasant medicinal scent that I liked. The bottle was pure white, small and exquisite, with no label indicating its origin or name. It looked more like a private formulation. Wendy's words echoed in my ears. She was tireless in trying to introduce me to potential boyfriends. While her words might be exaggerated, they weren't completely made up.

Coming closer to them to get a better look I watched as the doctor carefully removed the white bandages and turned around his wrist and almost burst out in surprise. “This is unbelievable! Your wound should have taken at least five more days to heal up completely, how did you manage to heal so quickly?” The place where there once was a thin and crusted red cut was now smooth white skin with a thin dark line that scarred his perfect canvas. Usually, every wound that a werewolf got would heal up and the scar would fade as well but wounds that came in contact with silver always left a mark. The mark made me sad as it would always remind him of the day when he had tried to take his life and the

The strange thing was that she wasn't doing anything but was just standing before me with her eyes closed. “Scar… let... what are you doing?” I managed to ask, I could stop her, yeah she can’t overpower but my wolf and I can't bear to hurt a hair on her. “Scarlet?” I called again and this time she finally opened her eyes staring deadly at me, her eye's color wasn't the same, it was all white, and shortly her hair also began turning white. "How dare you mark me without my permission!" Her voice was now a bit intense.