Novel & Cerita Stars With Scars

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

I tried to recover from the ache that she had sent my cock and more than ever, I wanted to get rid of the cock it had been nothing but trouble since I'd gotten it. I noticed one of our men crash beside me and blood was oozing from his nose. This was stressing me out so much and I couldn't control it. My eyes looked up at the man who had caused the injury. He was tall, dark, with a lot of scars lining his face. One thing about the starlight pack, they all seemed to have scars and for a pack that was mostly hidden it made no sense to me. He stared at me with a death glare and even though I didn't fully possess the strength yet, I crawled away from sight, not waiting to be his next prey.

He was walking beside me, clutching my belt loop with one hand and the hem of his father’s pants with the other, trying to help, trying to be brave. "I'm here, baby," I gritted out, my breath coming in harsh gasps. "Just... keep walking. Don't look back." I didn't want him to look back. I didn't want him to see the scars that now marred his father’s back. The shift had been violent, a desperate tearing of flesh and bone. The Star-Fang Dagger had burned away the infection, cauterizing the wounds, but the cosmetic damage was horrific. Thick, twisting ropes of white scar tissue now marred the black skin of his back and shoulders, permanent maps of the pain he had endured.

I approached the scattering of stars in the night sky, which for some reason felt like I hadn’t seen in ages. Silence enveloped the room, broken only by the soft rustle of the night breeze and the ticking of the clock on the wall. I leaned my body against the wall, placing my weight there. Each breath felt heavy, but my body obeyed slowly. My gaze shifted to the large mirror in the corner of the room. My hair was messy and disheveled. My face... the right side looked darker, rougher. The scar. The mark of the curse. The mark that signifies how this world has never truly allowed me to rest.

She sleeps nude, perfect for late-night lovemaking. Eon’s voice was a smug, lustful growl in my head. I tried to shove him down, but my own body betrayed me. My cock, which had been aching for hours, now throbbed with a renewed, desperate urgency. As I forced my gaze upward, away from the temptation of her breasts, my breath caught. There, in the soft moonlight, were the scars. Three small, circular puckers marred the smooth skin of her left shoulder. Another, larger one, rested just above the gentle curve of her stomach. And on her right hip, two thin, silvery slashes, the unmistakable legacy of a blade’s kiss. A cold, murderous fury, far more potent than my lust, surged through me.

before the door opened and boy I am not expecting what I witnessed Scar is a girl with pixie cut black hair with brown eyes. She has a nose ring and she have tatoos all over her right arm. I know staring is rude but I can not help it. I did not expect that she will look like this. I smiled so wide I am sure she can see my wisdom tooth and shouted at the same time hug her. *weird side activated* "You are so awesome! Are you Scar? Oh my gosh! Does it hurt when you were inked? Can I have one too?!"

But he didn't falter, his gaze unwavering as he reached out to gently cup my face in his hands, his touch sending a wave of warmth flooding through me. "Star," he murmured softly, his voice filled with tenderness and understanding. "You are beautiful, scars and all. They are a testament to your strength and resilience, not a mark of shame." “And besides I have terrible scars too, so I'm in no position to judge anyone. I was too ashamed of mine so I tattooed all over them.” He said raising his arms as I saw a scar but tattoos scattered all over.

Chapter 97 – The Starfield Revelation The field of stars stretched endlessly around them, shimmering faintly like a sea of fireflies frozen in time. Each star pulsed rhythmically, casting soft light across the group as they struggled to regain their footing after the fall. The air was thick with an otherworldly energy, making it hard to breathe—not from lack of oxygen, but from the sheer weight of what surrounded them. Jessica stared at the constellations above: one shaped like a wolf, the other like a witch. Between them burned the words **"Unity Is Strength,"** glowing brighter with each passing second. Her hybrid nature surged within her, responding instinctively to the celestial display.

Tears stained his cheeks. “Yes, it’s me. Please, I know you hated my people but know that I have nothing to do with them. They tried to kill me too. I tried to save Asher and Zara but they dragged me away. They tortured me.” He held out his arm that has an ugly burned scar around it. Eve’s gazed soften.

Marcus stepped behind her pushing the wheel chair out of the ward. Scar is seated on the bed wrapped in a duvet,she looks pale and weak with eye bags. Marcus set the camera facing her properly,her scars that made her look formerly dangerous now made her look vulnerable,like someone beaten down by life,a number of times. “Good day guys,I'm Scar ,yeah that's how I remember my name, though people call me Lisa but I don't feel connected to it” She coughed, Marcus passed her a handkerchief,her hands trembled as she collected it,she coughed into it,her body trembling as she coughed,she raised her tears filled eyes, sniffing softly.