Star Scars Novels & Stories

It was an enchanting presentation of 'food. “Oh, right! She made me lose focus!” James pointed out, making Jay slightly uncomfortable because he suddenly leaned over his desk. “Crystal Zetaruby.” Jay read the name as if he was considering it. “As beautiful as the person, right? But look… at the scar.” Jay followed James' index finger. A streak of scars, shaped like dry, red leaves, adorned the middle of his nose's bridge. “She has an eternal disease. Prurigo, sweet blood, means he probably has a lot of scars. Are you okay?"

I said "We understand. Thanks for forgiving us," Carson said, and they walked away. "Do you believe they are really sorry?" Stacy asked "Not really. They were probably planning something," I replied "Did you see that scar on Carson's neck, and he was limping?" Stacy asked "Yeah, I was wondering about that. Whatever happened must have been recent since he is a werewolf and heals quickly," I replied "Hey, are you two having fun?" Claire asked as she walked over to Stacy and me

I come across a whole section of photos of me with my mom. There is this photo where me and Justin are pretending to be chefs and my mom is pretending to eat some fake thingy we found . I chuckle and check out another photo . This is the photo when my mom and i went to carnival after my dad hit her for the first time . She took me there to divert me from this chaos and to make me happy. You can see the scar on her head if you zoom . I scroll next and this one is of me and my mom wearing colored wigs with gigantic goggles and dancing . I laugh with tears escaping my glossy eyes. I scroll next and my phone rings . It's a video call from Justin's parents . I wipe my eyes and pick up the phone s

"No way! I saw her sell her kidneys. She still has the scar. Your skills must be off. Get someone else." The doctor slammed the chart down on the desk, his anger barely contained behind his mask. "I've been a doctor for 50 years. I can tell a missing kidney by touch," he said. "I'd stake my career on it. The patient has both kidneys. That scar you mentioned? Just from an appendectomy. If you don't believe me, I can run tests right now." His words hit like a hammer. Andre eyed Natalie suspiciously, but before he could speak, she turned pale, grabbing his hand. "This hospital is messed up. I want a transfer."

she said, glancing at me, “if you could heal someone that is close to death… maybe you can fix scars too.” The room quieted just a little. I followed her gaze and realized what she was talking about. My scar. The old burn mark that curved down from the corner of my jaw to my neck—a part of my past I had tried to hide but couldn’t erase. I instinctively reached up, fingers brushing the edge of it. I hated that thing. I hated what it reminded me of. Rachael tilted her head. “I’m just saying… wouldn’t it be kind of amazing if you could heal yourself too?”

Aiden looks like he might be sick, while Jasper and Marcus both look pissed. I turn back to Zahra just as she stands up straight, and I finally see what they’re staring at. Her back is covered in angry red and white scars, crisscrossing into a horrible lattice over her skin. My stomach churns at the sight. I knew her father had hurt her, but this is the first time I’m seeing the damage with my own eyes. I watch the realization dawn in her expression, and the look on her face nearly breaks me. Stepping forward, I try to ease her anxiety, wanting to brush this off for her sake. “Hey, little one. It’s good to see you enjoying yourself after this morning. How are you feeling?”

I hadn’t thought… He burns. He burns. Then... He stops. Smoke rises from his skin. The night holds still. I open my mouth to say something, maybe to end it but then he stands. He stands. His body shudders, and heat radiates from him like a furnace. His skin glows faintly. His eyes blaze with rage. “You can’t be serious,” I whisper. I fumble for my gun again. Jammed. “Damn it… shit… no no no...” I frantically reload, silver bullets slippery between my fingers.

She wants to see them kill or get killed slowly just like how Jennie is slowly dying in the Luna Puer Estate. Nicole smiles as Kai curls in a ball inside the metal caged ring. His whole body aches, despite his wounds, cuts and cruises were healing. Some stopped healing at all. When too much trauma were caused in one’s shifter body some wounds will stop healing and turn into scars. The same thing happened to Nicole James. November had left a scar on her face. A scar that keeps on tingling every time Nicole sees herself in a mirror. “You have turned into a fan.”

“I choose.” The Starheart pulsed. Not fighting now. Testing. The cavern shuddered, then steadied. Stones stopped falling. Roots loosened their grip. The pressure eased enough that I could breathe again. Pain flared sharp at my wrist. I cried out and dropped to one knee, hands scrabbling against stone. Light burned into my skin, carving deep. When it faded, a mark remained. A star. Encircled by a crescent. Fresh. Warm. Real.

I replied and smirk. We get inside the car and Steele is the one who drive it back to the town. He take me home and when I got home Lace is no longer there. I walked directly to the bathroom to take a shower. I look at my image naked in the front of a mirror and I noticed the scar cause by that unknown creature in the villa. The scar is way different it seems to look like a tattoo a ancient tattoo that assemble in my neck. I wash my body to take off all the dirt. After taking a bath I headed to the bed I just cover myself with a towel then slowly closing my eyes it hot outside and I feel that I was burning inside.