Alex Terrible Face Scar Novels & Stories

His hands had roamed like a man starved, and she hadn’t been gentle either; she'd needed to feel, to escape, to lose herself in something real. They'd kissed like they were trying to erase moments of pain, collapsing into each other over and over, chasing something neither of them could name. And now, the morning after. She turned her head slightly, just enough to study him in the filtered light. Alex lay beside her, dark lashes casting shadows across his cheekbones, the hard angles of his face softened in sleep. A faint scar carved a line just above his left brow; she’d never noticed it before. It suited him, the imperfection somehow making him more real. His chest was bare, the curve of hi

The entire crowd gasped. The prepared taunts and insults instantly got stuck in their throats. The face beneath was actually sharply defined. He was exceptionally handsome. However, from the left corner of his mouth to his ear, a hideous burn scar ran like a dark red centipede, coiled across his pallid skin. It was a horrifying sight to behold. Edwin froze. Why did that scar look so familiar? He quickly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and sneered coldly. “You really do look like a monster. No wonder you’re a psychopath who tried to attack Juvelia. Since you won’t speak, I’ll open your mouth for you.”

He yelled as his eyes glow red to cover totally his dark eye. "I TOLD YOU THERE WON'T BE LAST WARNING!" his agitation increased and scars dominated his face. while Alex was still staring, his claws lengthened snappily. I only felt the flashy air as Alex got pulled up. But before I knew what was happening, he had hurled him against the wall and had a hole in his chest. "I'm sorry... A-A-Alex is gone..."

Lucas told her matter-of-factly. The girl he called Annabelle scrunched her nose at me. The young child’s scrutiny made me feel self-conscious for the first time in my life. The electrocution had scarred my body, a jagged pink scar spread across my face. Rory hadn’t been certain if it would ever fade, the longer it took for Raina to heal my broken body, the more likely the scars would be permanent. “What’s wrong with your face?” Annabelle demanded. “I don’t like it.”

"Confused? Well I guess this will clear everything." Taking out a handkerchief from her pocket, she closes her eyes to remove the make up from her face. Making the lines of her scar to become visible. The press zooms in the cameras and gasp leaves everyone's lips.Their eyes almost coming out of their sockets. "This is my true self. This is who Vivian Lockwood is." There is silence for few minutes to only have the talks to begin. Is that a scar? It looks so ugly When did she got it?

I was ugly and I wouldn't even want myself, that was why no one wanted me. My pale blonde hair was of an uneven length as Alpha Titan loved to drag it for sport and other pack members will attack it with scissors just for the fun of it. My green eyes had gotten duller, not like they ever sparkled. My face was scarred and marked all over, the slap marks, burnt marks and even knife marks and where there were no marks, acne scars and fresh pimples covered them. I squeezed my eyes shut not wanting to stare at my ugly face anymore, I didn't want the fact that I will never be wanted cause I was ugly to be more glaring.

(Sylvia's POV) I turned around slowly. Astrid's face was twisted with rage and hatred beyond anything I had ever seen. But it wasn't just her expression that made her terrifying. A jagged, ugly scar ran down the left side of her face from her temple to her jaw. The wound looked recent, still red and inflamed around the edges. Her once-beautiful features were now grotesque and frightening. The scar had pulled at her skin, distorting her smile into something truly horrifying.

She hissed, "You can't help much here. Only after you're safe can I deal with him without distraction. Hurry!" Scarface stood up. As the blood trickled from his forehead, his scarred face now looked even more terrifying. "You're a piece of work, bitch. You've got some nerves, but I promise you, you will regret this," his throaty tone was filled with ominous and malicious intent. Celeste's eyes twitched, her heart pounding so hard that she was surprised it hadn't burst out of her chest. She held the knife tightly, knuckles white with fury and fear.

He had given her a scar that will take so much time to heal and she will make sure he pays for that even if it will cost her life, Alexa is her friend after all and she knows Alexa will not stay still if she was the one too. “He did something this terrible and you kept it to yourself? Why did you fight through the pain and memory alone? You should have told us! Can you see how your skin is peeled and filled with scar? You shouldn’t scar yourself because of someone as useless as him” Elora screamed at her

Snapping my head around, I expected to see the stern face of his right-hand man Marcus; instead, a male I had never seen, standing emotionless and unfazed by the fact his Alpha had just lured a female into his filth-ridden cell. "Wanna take your hands off me, big guy?" I asked, tightening my eyes on his rugged face, my attention instantly drawn to the scar running from his right eye down to his jaw; following the lump that formed in my throat at his savage smile, I diverted my eyes back to Maxwell, who had pulled a seat up and was watching me with cautious intrigue. Hearing metal clink behind me, I tilted my head to see scarface haul on the chains that hung from the ceiling.