Alex The Terrible Face Scar Novels & Stories

I had watched him fight with another Alpha Prince. It was always terrible and horrific; they never got the chance to give him a scratch while he broke their bones and gashed their skin. It was always bloody. Everyone fears and dreads his presence. When I looked up at him, my eyes widened as I noticed Scarlett's uniform was torn, her white bra was visible, and her cheeks were shiny red from his constant slapping. With great anger, I attacked Xander with my werewolf form, using all the strength I had. It was to be an unexpected attack on him since he was backing me as he hit my girlfriend, but I was wrong.

Daniel cried out in horror as he turned away. Alex shook his head and bent on one knee to study the man's face. It looked like he had aged so badly in the space of a few days because there were still patches of young skin on his face. His teeth had blackened and the man smelt of burning sulfur. As Alex opened his eyes, the man grunted and tried to attack Alex who was quick to slash him on the throat again. "Is he dead?" Damien asked as he came to stand beside Alex. Alex nodded and immediately, the man's face morphed to that of a young man. Alex stumbled backwards. "What the hell?!"

Marcus stepped behind her pushing the wheel chair out of the ward. Scar is seated on the bed wrapped in a duvet,she looks pale and weak with eye bags. Marcus set the camera facing her properly,her scars that made her look formerly dangerous now made her look vulnerable,like someone beaten down by life,a number of times. “Good day guys,I'm Scar ,yeah that's how I remember my name, though people call me Lisa but I don't feel connected to it” She coughed, Marcus passed her a handkerchief,her hands trembled as she collected it,she coughed into it,her body trembling as she coughed,she raised her tears filled eyes, sniffing softly.

The firelight danced across his face, softening the edges of his features. “He did love once,” he said after a moment. “His mate. A powerful she-wolf from the Eastern Ridge.” Serena leaned forward slightly, drawn in. “She left him,” Alexandro continued, voice calm, low. “For someone else. A warrior from her own pack. She broke the bond, publicly. It humiliated him. Wounded him in a way no blade ever could.” Serena’s lips parted. “That must have destroyed him.” “It did,” Alexandro said. “But he didn’t show it. Not the way others do. He buried it. Deep. And let the bitterness shape him.”

He told me and I pushed him away as I dropped the bucket, rushing into the pack. As I ran to my room, I bumped into Alex. Staring at him, I recalled the Liam man I had just met outside a moment ago and I knew that my face was fuming with anger so I didn’t want to talk to him. I made to walk past him after a quick hello but he held my hand as he pulled me aside. “Are you alright? You don’t look fine and…” he noticed the scar on my hand as he brushed it gently. “What happened to you? Who did this to you and…”

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..."

Bennett “Seriously?” I ask with feigned surprise. “Seriously. And it’s pretty big.” He emphasizes the size of his scar. “And, can I see it?” It’s not a strange request. The truth is, maybe. I said maybe, if seeing his scar makes me think my marks are inferior and maybe changes something inside me. “Of course.” Alex seems proud of his mark as he promptly lifts his shirt to reveal a straight scar that goes from his chest down to a tiny part of his abdomen. “My mom told me it’s here to remind me of life.”

Unsure as to if I should speak or not. “You think I did not try?” His hooded face looks up towards me. Lifting his hand up he pulled his hood from his face, revealing himself to me for the first time since we met. I gasped in surprise. A grotesque scar stretched across his entire face, from hair line, right down slashing through his nose and down his neck, disappearing under his cloaked body. “Alexander did this to you?”

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.

He didn't stop until Amari was satisfied. "Be honest with me, do you think the scars across my face will be permanent?" Amari asked after fully facing her mate. Alexander didn't mean to make a face; it just happened. "You're a piece of shit," Amari growled. "I look to you for reassurance, and you're making faces." "I'm sorry, it's just... he got you good. And there's a chance it may remain after it's healed, but if it does, I'm sure the scars will be faint. If it's any consolation, you look like a badass."