Alex Terrible Scar On Face Novels & Stories

The process wouldn’t be explained further. Anyway, Beatrice was stunned. Her face flushed red as her heart was beating wildly. She saw Alex take his mask off. Although the light was very dim and she didn’t see the front of his face after turning around, she was sure that his face didn’t have any traces of disfigurement. In fact, his skin was very smooth. He even looked very handsome with his angular face. “Liar! “You're not disfigured at all!” When she wanted to take a closer look, Alex had already finished sucking out the venom and put on his mask again.

His dark hair is tousled by the ride, framing his chiselled face, and his piercing eyes surveys everything around him. I gasp softly when I notice the faint, yet distinct, scars that marres his face and neck. They are as a result of the altercation, where in a fit of anger, I had thrown things at him. One scar runs from just below his left ear down to the edge of his jawline, a thin, silvery line. Another, slightly more jagged, curves along his neck, disappearing beneath the collar of his shirt.

She giggled, placing a hand over her mouth and Serena smiled at her before turning to us. " Maya, what happened to your face? " She asked, trying to touch the scar on my face, but I shifted my face to avoid her. " Alpha Victor gave it to her for being disrespectful. It suits her though, the face of an Omega shouldn't be so spotless and smooth, " she pointed out and I faked a smile, turning to her.

The man chuckled as the injured man tried to stand steady and still while he saw him ascending from the chair and turned around. The fire spread light on one side of his face as his face spoke that he was the monster itself. The was a large scar on his left eyes which he didn’t try to hide for even a bit. The scar was started from his scalp and ended near his eyebrows as it looked so deep and prominent that it became prominent all over his face. He could hide that scare with the hairs or something else but he preferred not to. This was the scar who helped him being a monster as his face was the first thing he used to see in the morning and that glimpse early in the morning was enough to make

I searched Axel’s eyes for some sort of mercy, but they only held darkness. With a very dark smile plastered across his face, Axel closed the distance between us. In a flash he had ripped apart my shirt neckline and clawed my mark. It was fast and before I knew it, I was Axel holding a part of my skin and some flesh that had Seven’s mark. I screamed. The pain from him ripping that apart was unbearable and I screamed as loud as I could to try and block it out. My body acted almost immediately, healing the severed flesh and skin.

It's the kind of person who throws into the crowd and no one will pay attention. The panic in his pale blue eyes hadn't disappeared yet. The scratches on his face had dried up into dark red streaks of blood. Under the dim light, bruises could still be seen under the chin and cheeks. His face now looked like he had just come out of some kind of fight, not to mention the pale face as if he was about to die. Perhaps Alex wouldn't have expected, later on, that person who "even threw into the crowd no one would pay attention" would make him fall madly in love.

If not for the fact that she had Lycan traits, she would have collapsed since. Scarface picked up the dagger on the ground, reached out to touch the bleeding wound on his neck, walked up to Carra, and used the dagger to remove the veil on her face. After seeing the scar on her face, He sneered and said. "I thought you'll be a celestial beauty, but you turned out to be another Scarface. Look at your scar. It's even worse than the one on my face. Who's the Scarface now? Let me give you one more scar then." A fierce light flashed in Scarface's eyes, and he lifted the dagger to mark Carra's face.

she said, tilting her head to glance at Dark, who remained silently behind her. Dark’s sharp gaze was also fixed on Alexis, who continued making noise as soon as he saw Exelle. Dark hesitated to respond to her, but after a moment of reluctance, he finally opened his mouth to answer. "He lost his ability to talk." Alexis' once smooth skin had dried out, now marked by a few healing wounds that partially covered the dark scars scattered across his body. His once flawless and gentle face had also broken out, riddled with pimples, some small, others painfully large, resembling cystic acne.

I gasped, suddenly remembering something Terra had said. “You hurt your hand rescuing me, didn’t you?” I looked at the hand I hadn’t shaken, and sure enough, it was still bandaged. “Are you alright, I’m so sorry!” “Oh, it’s alright. Already healed now,” Axel smiled. “It’s nothing compared to what you had to go through. Terra said you’re having an experimental surgery to fix the damage?” “Yeah,” I muttered. “I don’t think I can face the world with burns on my face. Props to anyone who is brave enough, but I’m not.”

Appearing from behind the bar area and I flinch when I catch sight of his face. He’s older than Colton for sure, a little greying of his hair at the temples and he has one completely white eyeball that suggests he’s partially blind. The other so dark brown in comparison that you can’t help but react when you see it. A raggedy awful looking scar running from cheek to forehead and passing right through, so deep you can tell he was wounded pretty badly whenever this happened and it’s literally the first thing you see.