Scars Stories

Anya, Tianyu, and Yiwei were childhood best friends. Anya was the cheerful extrovert, Tianyu was the carefree playboy, and Yiwei preferred to stay in his own world. But after graduation, life pulled them apart. They continued their studies in different places, and the promise to always stay in touch slowly disappeared with time. Ten years later, they meet again. Tianyu - once warm and reckless - has become cold like a machine. Yiwei, the quiet loner, is now a dangerous charmer surrounded by endless women. And Anya... Anya had a dark secret. What exactly happened during those missing ten years?

When a murder shakes her tiny village, Alera will discover a horrifying link between the scars on her arms and the werewolves and vampires that stalk her home. ***** Nineteen-year-old Alera has grown up in the village of Adaymos, listening to stories about the monsters that live in the forest that surround her home. Labelled an outcast because of the scars on her arm, she's an easy scapegoat after one of the villagers is found murdered, but when newcomer Will is framed instead she's forced to question everything she knows about the mysterious outsider. Could he really be the killer? Or is he hiding more about the werewolves and vampires that live in the forest -- and the truth behind Alera's scars -- than he lets on? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

Aayansh Dhruv - a billionaire known to the world as a ruthless heir, but to himself, an artist lost in colors and silence. He paints emotions no one sees, living in a world where beauty means peace. And then there's she - a woman whose world was burned before it began. Acid on her face for saying "no" to the proposal of a boy in her school.Her dreams buried by her own family, she was married at seventeen to an old man who called spreading legs for him as a chore. When he died she was Labled as a widow. Two souls - one who paints beauty, and one who was punished for having it. Their worlds were never meant to collide... until fate ties them together in an unexpected bond of marriage. This isn't just a love story. It's a story of scars that breathe, of pain that paints, and of two souls who learn that sometimes - love is not about seeing beauty... it's about creating it together. Book no.1 in her series.

Roohi isn't the kind of girl people understand easily. She doesn't trust words, because words have broken her more than once. So she stopped relying on them. Now she reads silences better than conversations. Strong, but not in a loud way. More like.. the kind of strong that comes after being shattered and still choosing to stand. There's pain in her that she hides so well, most people assume it never existed. But it does. It lives behind her eyes, behind the way she pulls away before anyone can get too close. She's a little distant , like warmth is something she forgot how to receive. And yet, she's impossible to ignore. Not just because she's beautiful, but because there's something in her silence that feels like a warning. Ahaan Malhotra was never meant for boardrooms, yet he stands as the COO of his father's company, carrying a legacy that was chosen for him, not by him. He's warmth in human form. Easy smiles, light laughter, the kind of presence that makes people feel at ease without trying. Ahaan doesn't demand attention ,he naturally becomes it. But behind that sunshine is a quieter truth. He's a singer. Not for fame, not for applause but because music is the only place where he doesn't have to be someone else. They weren't meant to cross paths. But when they did, neither of them chose to walk away.One learned to hide pain. The other learned to soften it. And somewhere in between, they found a way to understand each other.

Thin Layers of Saltwater is a collection of reflections shaped by the quiet emotions we carry through life. The grief that lingers softly, the memories that return like waves, and the small moments that leave invisible marks on who we become. Like saltwater left on skin after the sea, some feelings never fully disappear; they stay in thin layers within us, shaping the way we love, heal, lose, and continue living. These pages hold the thoughts left unspoken, the fragile parts of being human, and the quiet experiences that still shaped a life.

Some people travel to find themselves. Others travel to forget. At twenty-eight, she's a therapist who spends her days helping other people heal while secretly drowning in wounds she refuses to face. Desperate for distance from the life she's running from, she books a month-long vacation on a secluded island, hoping the ocean can silence the memories that keep her awake at night. Min Yoongi is thirty-three, exhausted, uncertain, and standing on the edge of a life that's about to change forever. One month before the world knows his name, he escapes to the same paradise looking for peace before everything becomes chaos. Neither of them expects a chance encounter to turn into late-night conversations beneath starlit skies, sunrise walks along empty beaches, and a connection neither can explain. But healing isn't simple. The past doesn't stay buried. And sometimes the right person arrives at the wrong time. When two strangers meet while running from different ghosts, they discover that love isn't always about being saved-sometimes it's about finding someone willing to stay while you learn how to save yourself. ❝ Two strangers. One month. A lifetime of healing. ❞

After Branch's powers are revealed, the brothers as well as Poppy and Viva focus on trying to find Brozone's long-lost parents. What secrets are lying in Rosiepuff's journal, and why did Calysto and Roan leave in the first place? The gang must try to figure out where they are while keeping Branch's strengthening powers a secret from almost everyone in Trollstopia, which is considerably harder now that the entire population of the Hole In Fun golf course has moved in. Will they be able to make it as the tangled web of secrets, deception, and family issues grows more and more apparent?

A girl dragged through hell came out the other side a woman who made best friends with the devil. She doesn't let anyone walk over the top of her and is willing to go to any length to come out on top even if she gets hurt. She's already been through everything, so what's the point in not getting hurt? You can't have fun without a little bit of pain. Some say even the devil is scared of her. A family whose mother/wife left taking away their only princess wanting nothing but to forget what happened and to move on. With their dad dead, mother and sister gone some have missed placed their anger, but where? A 17 year old with multiple identities who only listens to herself, walls built as high and strong as possible even an army tank couldn't plow them down, somehow ends up in the custody of an older brother she never knew she had. Will it end in disaster? Will they learn to trust? Old friendships are put on the test, will they live in peace or will this be the straw that breaks the camels back? I have tried to make it as different as possible from all the ones on here. Trigger warning for absolutely everything, you have been warned, my brain is a very fucked up place. There will be no trigger warning throughout the story. Also I am extremely dslyexic and this is my first story (I'm 14) please be nice. Actually fuck that if you don't like it greatly and kindly fuck off.

y/n doesn't speak. Not because they can't. Because they learned silence is safer. No records. No past. No name...just destruction left behind in the ashes of broken labs and memories that haunt her wherever she goes. Robin doesn't believe in coincidences. When he starts tracking a string of destroyed labs, all evidence points to one thing: y/n isn't a villain. They're a survivor. But Robin doesn't trust people he can't understand. Especially not the ones he can't stop thinking about. But when a stolen drive exposes a hidden network of human experimentation, children turned into weapons, everything changes. Because y/n isn't just connected to the labs. They're the reason they burned. Now the Titans are hunting them. Watching them. Trying to decide if they're a threat... or something far worse. And for the first time in a long time... y/n doesn't run. ⚠️ Slow burn ⚠️ Trauma / experimentation themes ⚠️ Morally gray characters ⚠️ Robin x FemReader (eventual) ⚠️ Found family... maybe Some monsters are made. Some survive. And some come back for answers.

Fifteen years ago, Isabella Romano disappeared without a trace. Taken away as a baby by her mother, the missing daughter of the Romano family became the one thing the powerful mafia family could never recover. For years, they searched. Then eventually, the world moved on. But the Romanos never did. Now sixteen, Isabella lives in America under the name Isabella Stone, surviving through illegal street racing, underground fights, and petty theft alongside the only people she trusts. Cold, angry, and constantly running, Isabella learned long ago that nobody was coming for her. Until one mistake changes everything. After getting caught stealing, Isabella is taken to a police station where her fingerprints and DNA are entered into the system. Within hours, a match appears. Isabella Romano is alive. And before she can disappear again, one of her brothers arrives to bring her home. But Isabella wants nothing to do with the family she believes abandoned her years ago. She fights them. Runs from them. Hates them. Because the Romanos may be searching for their lost princess. but they have no idea what the world turned her into while she was gone. ------------------------- Hey everyone so this is my first book and i hope you all like it and I hope it's not to much just my Fantasy when I thought about this book got so crazy I had so so many ideas so yes.... Enjoy ittttt

The Evil Queen is summoned to the Light kingdom and is ordered its Princess and give her an Unhappy Ever After. The Evil Queen feels a deep connection to her, but when things are revealed about her new Little Queen of her kingdom, will The Queen fight for her Little Queen or let her darkness take over and destroy the Little Queen of the Dark Kingdom far worse than anyone ever has?

"It's year 1982," scribbling sounds can be heard from behind the curtains along side the bed frame, "Founding Farmers of International Security developed a nuclear, war resistant ship to protect its inhabitants and later fund scientific research on oceanic protection programs. However, the International Beacon of Ocean Conservation team that we have assigned are going to face many trials beginning that year..." There's hesitation in that soft voice as he relayed the message. "It's so hard to sleep nowadays. With these images roaming in my head." They pinch the bridge of their eyebrows. "Write a note. I have something..." The other standing voice perks up, "What will it be, sir?" The pen hovers over the paper. "In some nights it will feel endless, that when you reach the end, you will realize that there is no turning back. So do not be nocturnal, Octonauts." "Pacific Coast, 8:34 pm "Why did we ever agree to this?" Dashi pulls out a knife from her pouch and cracks the screen, she positions herself and with a small grunt shoves her foot into the glass, as the shards drift across the tipsy halls. She pulls out the emergency tool box and swims her way to a nearby exit. As much as Dashi wanted to complain about the weight of the emergency tool box that Tweak had supplied, she knew she had to talk to her about it later." *; . +: * . .

" 'nerd' " x "popular boy". Academic scholar meets popular, celebrity set against the chilly, high-altitude backdrop of a prestigious Colorado private school. Two boys who are both drowning in different ways-one in expectations, and the other in grief, learn how to exsist in the same world. More like the same class, sitting next to each other. ***TW: SU1C1DE, SH*** ***MATURE THEMES***

This is an extended series of stories, preceding and following our plot from, 'The Crown Prince and The General' (TPCATG), tracing the years that shaped them: love blossomed, the wars they survived, the choices they made, and longing that test a love strong enough to survive them. Created this series after motivation from readers of this oneshot story and their demand The first story of this series is a prequel, 'First Time Crossing the Line' A/N: For those who have not read "The Crown Prince and The General", it is oneshot from my book "A Little Bit of Us (Ishman Oneshots)" - https://www.wattpad.com/story/409440370-a-little-bit-of-us-ishman-oneshots

‼️This is an older fic written when I was way too young, so there are quite a few spelling mistakes. Please don't take this as an indication of what my other works are like‼️ (I'm a bit too sentimental to delete it.) ‼️ Constance Swallow never wanted to open up. she never will. but as she is forced to attend her final year of Hogwarts upon finding out she is a witch during the war, she finds her boundaries being pushed. especially during Christmas when she meets a certain redhead whose soul is almost as broken as hers. But what measures is she willing to take to push people away? Everyone has their scars. some people just shy them away. (In this Fanfiction Fred Weasley survives the war) Disclaimer: {This story may contain some sensitive content to some people, such as insomnia, depression, alcoholism, drugs, self-harm, and smut. I don't own any of the harry potter characters they are J.K Rowlings I only own my OC and her family. Finished! Currently writing a parallel to Scars so if you want to check it out it's called Bridges!

⚠️CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN⚠️ In a world populated entirely by souls of young adults who met tragic, untimely ends, 'life' is a second chance with a bitter aftertaste. Immin, a weary wanderer of this realm, has seen enough chaos to last. She craves nothing more than the silence of peace, hiding a devastating question behind her blindfold. But peace is a luxury the system doesn't allow. Out of the blue, a mysterious man named Aylan appears with a singular mission: capture Immin and deliver her to his enigmatic boss: Diox. What begins as a cold mission of captor and captive quickly fades into a web of shared parallels. As Immin is forced into Aylan's world, she realizes the stakes are higher than her own freedom. Her best friend who has long vanished since, seems to be related to Immin herself. Many clue points back to memories each own. To find the truth, she must stay close to the man who took her captive. Cover by pfospp on Instagram!

"one's soul is the only thing that can truly describe someone. sometimes we forget we have souls and leave them inside our darkness for so long that they gain a thin skin of dust filled with loneliness " a story of kazama who slowly discovers his thoughts as he studies his loved ones and incidents closely and shares his life with us. This is a fan fiction of shinchan and kazama... It's not based on the canon. It's written in a perspective of what they'll be like if it happened in our world or a normal world where they weren't friends form kindergarten. It's going to be a very different book from the last one, I hope u all enjoy this book as much as u enjoyed last one. [ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, SO I DEEPLY APOLOGISE FOR ANY MISTAKE IN THE WRITING] ✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾✾ ✿ The Pictures are from #pinterest . ✿ this story will be updated slowly. ✿ publishing date 18 Nov, 2023.

I just joined the demon slayer corpse and now working under the wind Hashira only to bump into his little brother Genya. We soon get to know each other and then we do task for the corpse and start to tell each other about are scar's. It's a cute story and i was inspired from a book(also a genyaxreader one).

The Rookie x OC A transfer from New York was supposed to be a fresh start for Olivia Torres. New department. New city. New rules. But Olivia doesn't start over - she continues. She keeps to herself, speaks only when necessary, and reads people like it's instinct rather than skill. There's something in the way she stays composed that doesn't feel natural... more like learned. In the LAPD, it doesn't take long for the others to notice she isn't like them. Not in the way she handles cases. Not in the way she handles people. Olivia Torres doesn't let anyone in. She decided a long time ago that trust is something she can't afford anymore. And whatever she carries with her from New York... it never really stayed there.

In a world where power always demands a price, heroes are not born-they are broken into existence. She is the healer. The one they send when the damage is too great, when lives hang by a thread. With a touch, she mends wounds, restores breath, pulls people back from the edge. But healing is never free. Every injury she takes from others becomes her own-etched into her skin, buried deep beneath the surface, spreading like fractures no one else can see. And beside her stands the shield. The one who bends force, redirects impact, and stands between danger and the rest of the world. She can stop destruction in its tracks-turn it away, send it back, erase it from existence. Except when it comes to her. They fight together. They save lives. They follow orders. The healer is running out of time. And the shield, for all her power, cannot save the one person who needs it most. Whom she loves the most. Because some wounds can't be deflected. Some scars refuse to stay hidden. And when they finally appear... it might already be too late.