Alex The Terrible Face Scar Novels & Stories

said Jasper. "That does not mean it's HIM." Says Alex, contradicting her friend. "Did he have a scar?" I ask Charlie. "Yes. From his right cheek to his lower lip." He says. MERDE. MERDE. MERDE. "Yes. We are done." Jasper points out the obvious and I nod. "We have to do something." Says Alex. "No," says Aurora. "But..." Alex is interrupted by our mother. "He has not done anything to suggest he's coming after us or trying to hurt us. We are not going to start a fight." She says.

And not only this, one-third of his face has got a very big scar, starting from the edge of the forehead till an inch lower than his cheekbone. She was so scared and did not have any idea what to do!! "Y..yo..yo..u.." Victoria completely lost her voice. Alexander's face went dark. He turned around again and spoke "if you are that scared miss Hale then I think you should leave. You don't have to marry me.." This time his voice was a bit cold but still sounded gentle. Victoria did not wait for a second. She quickly got up from the chair and went out of the room. Closing the door, She pressed her back on the door. Still could not believe what she just saw.

His lips twist in a cruel grin right before he swings his arms and slashes my face. “Now, no one will ever be able to look at you because you’re disfigured and ugly. It will always be a reminder of my hate for you.” He leaves without remorse or a backward glance. His friends leave with him too. The moment they’re out of the door, I let my first tear fall. My cheek throbs from the cut, which I’m sure is deep. Alec’s right. Given that I haven’t shifted yet, my scars will forever remain with me. Not just the one on my face, but also the ones on my body.

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

After my last four attempts, I spin to face him. He sleeps with a smile on his face. Everything about him seems so regal and at peace. His scar is pressed into the pillow, so for the first time, I can get a good look at what he looked like before his brother tried to kill him. Axel has an angelic bone structure with high strong-looking cheekbones and a strong brow. His nose is in perfect proportion to his face and his stubble is nothing short of sexy.

I exchanged eye contacts with Thena while Torren took his seat and Kael just looked out the door. “Assault?” Torren repeated and I guess, the drama queen decided it was time to start her performance. “Torren, look,” She gestured towards her face and legs and even hands and Torren just turned to stare at me in utter shock and back to her, “They almost disfigured my face.” She cried out and Thena banged hard against the iron bars again. “Almost?? I wish I peeled the skin off you so you can walk around Veloria with just bones. Perhaps, that would teach you a bit of common sense.” Thena yelled and I walked over to the bar, just to caress her fingers as I whispered to her to calm down.

“ Yes and she knows that he might or might not get it back. Alex liked her and for the fact that he hasn’t seen her but heard her talk to him but she’s refusing to see him is sad .” “ She ‘s a special girl and any guy would be lucky to have her . “ “ You got that right . I need to be straight with you so you know how things look.” “Whatever you do please don’t call me scar face .” “Ha ha I wouldn’t dare. “ “ Give it to me.” “ As it stands right now you leg was pretty banged up . You are healing but it’s going to take time. “ “How long ? “ “ A couple of years maybe . “

Dr. Sander understood, but any mother would naturally worry about her son. The thought of her son living on the edge daily made her heart hang in mid-air, an unsettling mix of unease and dread. Tenderly, she traced the ghastly scar that marred Paxton's face. "You've had it tough, my son..." That scar was a brutal reminder of his fierce loyalty to Xander, an injury obtained during a desperate battle a few years ago. Not just his face, but his body bore numerous such marks. That time, their lives had hung by a thread in Alvonia, under the guns of brutal thugs.

Three old‚ rugged‚ terrifying men with fαces thαt looked like they’d seen αnd cαused wαy too much pαin. “Took you long enough to wαke‚” one of them sαid. He hαd α deep scαr αcross his cheek thαt twisted when he tαlked. His grin mαde my skin crαwl. “Α whole dαmn dαy αnd you didn’t move. We αlmost thought you were deαd.”

They never stopped trembling either. Ms. Darkmoon turned to me, mouth already forming apologies. “Alpha, she has a nut allergy. It looks like she consumed—” “I’m okay…” The voice was so faint it barely carried across the room. We both turned. Scarlett had managed to open her eyes. They were cloudy with exhaustion, yet she was smiling. Or at least attempting to. Her swollen lips distorted the expression into something painful to look at. She was smiling. Why? I ignored her. “Continue,” I told Ms. Darkmoon.