Alex Terrible Face Scar Novels & Stories

It tore a bit of the muscle layer that Harper thought was as hard as steel. "Not a problem. It's good to see you again, Harper." "I don't," Harper replied flatly. In fact, she was not happy to see Alex in this state. She prefers to see Alex in a suit and looking dashing while carrying a black briefcase that has always been Alex's trademark. Now... Alex looked pathetic. His face was pale and gaunt. Some sideburns grow around his jawline which is usually always slippery. Alex is far from perfect. "I hope you will be fine after that incident."

Tyson is eager to start tracking. “Karen received extensive damage to the right side of her face and top of her head. Part of her scalp was torn off. They were able to sew it back in place to some degree. She also received deep lacerations, which caused nerve damage, so the right side of her face dropped. She also lost the function of her right eye, and it’s has a distinctive cloudy look now.” After the description of the old women, by the look on their faces, they wanted to know more because they knew Amelie’s wolf was sealed. “I don’t know how the injuries were sustained. Moving onto Tate.” I had to pause to control my anger. How could a mate do what he did? “He has a large gash scar on hi

As he promised, William met Alex in his room. The two of them just stared at each other, reluctant to start the conversation. Alex himself was upset with William because that man ruined his handsome face. Not to be hated, it wast just that his current handsome face has to be decorated with some uncut lividity still in the corner of his upper left cheek.

"Is that why you have a scarf on your head because you're worried that a company employee might recognize you and reach out to those two devils?" She nodded gently. "You're right, Uncle Edgar. But the more profound reason is because of this." She removed the scarf covering her cheek to reveal a huge scar in the shape of the letter X on her cheek. "Jesus Christ!" he could not help but exclaim when he saw the frightening scar on her face. "Don't tell me they did that to you, Arielle?" His expression seemed about to cry with pity as he looked at her.

But she still wanted to see how beautiful she was. ***** Alex's hand on the table immediately retracted and read the messages, "How are you doing there?" Alex typed back, "Mr. Owl, when are you coming? At first, everyone was flattering her, giving gifts and flattering her. Now some people point out that she has a scar on her face and force her to take off her mask. " Three seconds after he sent the text, Alex suddenly broke into a night sweat and quickly withdrew the news. Oh no! Did his brain damage? If Ethan didn't know that there was a scar on her face, and just as these people said, but now he knew the truth and abandoned her, wouldn't he be a sinner forever?

It had been decades since we last saw each other. The windows of the car were black and he was fully covered. I could only tell he was the one because of his pale skin and his ugly voice. He took off his dark glasses and I was blessed with the sight of the scar on his face. “Alexander. My good friend. A pleasurable coincidence meeting you here,” he said with a devilish smile. His lips were as red as blood. Oh, it wasn’t a coincidence at all. “Get out of my way,” I demanded. I wasn’t scared of that creature.

I looked up at him just to found myself laughing my *ss off. “What the hell? Why are you laughing?” “Nothing, hahaha! It’s just that… hahahahaha… sorry! I mean, you look horrible!” “What the f*ck, Agatha Tatiana!” “Why? Truth hurts, Caleb Nicolo! I mean, you look like a mummy! You’re wrapped in a white bandages. From your head, to your hands and to your feet.” “It’s because of you.” “What? No! It’s not!”

PARIS -------- “WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE?” I screamed when I saw Felix with a million scars all over his face. He had bruises and cuts everywhere. He looked like a wreck. As if he just got beaten up by a psychopath. I don’t know what came over me that I took ahold of his hand and dragged him towards his office. “Sit.” I instructed. “Ms. Mar-

He removed his mask down and the huge scar frightened her. The scar moved from his forehead down to his chin. Half of his face carrannoying the ugly scar. It looked so permanent and ugly yet, he did not seem bothered about it. “I am sorry that I frightened you with my scar. It won't bite you ” His face turned sour as he apologized. Perkins did not also think that even her would be terrified of his scar. He was depressed about that. “Me? Terrified? Not really. It is just that this thing would have cost you your face and lot of blood. ”

End of Flashback. "Baldie, you've been touching your face for so long now. Is your scar itching?" It was still that same voice, that same frequency, unhurried, emotionless. But it was with this same expressionless face and calm voice that she had given him a seven centimeters deep scar across his face and had said, "As long as you can bear the consequence"