Yuji Scars Novels & Stories

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.

The sickness had ravaged their community, and it seemed as though no one was immune to its relentless grip. Caden and Lily entered the den, their faces etched with worry as they navigated the dimly lit space. They paused beside the bedside of Akira, a venerable elder of their pack, whose once vibrant spirit now seemed dimmed. Akira's fur, usually a magnificent blend of earthy browns, was now dull and matted. His sunken eyes met theirs, filled with a profound sadness that spoke volumes. “I’m sorry, Caden,” Akira whispered, his voice barely escaping his throat, strained and hoarse. “I wish I could have done more to shield the pack from this fate.”

he said and I froze before I immediately raised my head and looked at them. His face held complete disgust as he stared at me and my eyes slowly turned to look at Mia. She had a huge smile on her face as she stared at me with mockery. I felt out of breath as I looked at her. "Don't look away" Lucas said and I kept my eye on them as tears streamed down my cheeks in pain. My heart shattered into a million pieces. He bent her over and made me watch as he rammed himself into her and she moaned his name with pleasure till they both came.

"Yasmine, is this you?" Jessica asked. Yasmine ran over while holding her stuffed bunny and stared curiously at the photograph. She shook her head and said, "I don't know. There aren't any pictures of me when I was small." Jessica was taken aback. "Not a single one?" "I've never seen any." That was strange. What mother wouldn't keep photos of her child unless there was something to hide? Jessica gently held Yasmine's hand and looked closely at her forehead. There was a faint pink scar between her brows. It was barely noticeable unless someone were to look for it. The surgery plan must have been for her.

So he took a shower after Kyron was clean. "Huff..." Vincent rubbed his arms and face. His skin became much smoother, without any scars. Vincent rubbed his left arm, then frowned. “Where are my scars?” he muttered softly. As far as he remembered, he had a persistent sewing scar on his forearm. He got the scars when he was 12 years old. But now the wound is gone without a trace.

Why would he have those? Lucas: "Do my scars bother you?" Lily: "No." Lucas: "Are you ashamed of them?" Lily: "No!" Lucas: "Do you think I look ugly with these scars?" Lily: "What? No!" Lucas: "Do you think these scars make me look hideous?" Lily: "No!" Lucas: "Then you think I'm still handsome?" Lily: "Of course!" "Then," Lucas' lips curved up into a faint smile. He claimed, "I'm happy to have earned these scars."

Remember Scars will always get visible, when all lights are off. Bringing in the moonlight He couldn't help dip his head lower and move his trembling lips closer to her scarred skin. "I am....soory....my angel...I am so sorry." He whispers and she flinched, feeling his warm teardrops falling on her skin. Surprised she looks down to only feel his lips kiss her scar, making her own tears to leave her eyes. "Why..." "....why didn't you tell me?" Was all he asked and she for once didn't knew how to answer.

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.

CHAPTER NINE; Sleep tight — Dalia glared at them and she clenched her hand very hard that she can feel her nails digging in her own flesh, she wasn't even afraid of drawing out blood from it. She gritted her teeth as hard as she can that she can feel them grinding against each other, also not afraid of destroying her perfect set of teeth. Her sharp glare was trailed with them as Leon slowly descends the stairs while carrying her in his arms. She was staring very hard that she might cause a hole in their heads.

“Can you read that?” Darrion looked at the kanji and without giving it a thought, he answered. “No.” “That is ‘Scar’.” Baji said. Darrion made an ‘O’ with his lips. He looked at Jai briefly. “That is what Arata gave you, right? Scar.” Jai nodded. “Yes.”