Anakin Scar Novels & Stories

he demands. I open my mouth, but close it again when Alexis turns in his chair. He looks very much alive and well. Clean. Dressed in a suit. His scars are more visible now, and I almost don’t recognize him, but I do. There’s something familiar in his face. He looks just as surprised to see me. Dash and the others stare too, equally clean and taken aback. “What is your problem? This is a private dinner!” the Luna snaps. “Is she crazy?” Bryn mocks.

The scarred guy’s claps rang through the study, slow and nasty, each one hitting the walls like a slap in the face. Sienna’s arm burned where the knife had cut her, blood trickling down to the floor, but she barely noticed. Her eyes were stuck on him—tall, lean, that ugly scar twisting under his eye like a claw mark. His grin was sharp, wrong, holding her still even as Roman’s hand tightened on her shoulder, too damn tight.

“We will be just like them. Carefree and happy. Just us!” The image felt so vivid that it almost hurt. Zylar started whimpering for our mate now. But that prolonged gaze made me notice a strange thing. A scar! There was a faint line, thin, pale, but unmistakable, cutting across Adrian's face. It was like a sharp object had sliced his face in half. The moment Zylar noticed it, she spoke seriously. “Liora, when did this scar appear on Adrian’s face? I haven’t seen it before.”

Almira said, panicking. I just sat on the couch but I Anita screamed. “What the f*ck, Anita? Why would you–AHHHH!” Anita and I are both screaming then Kate came in panting. “Why?” She asked. “Auntie Kate! Auntie Tatiana is bleeding!” She said. Kate walked towards me and guide me to breathe. “You don’t have to panick, Tati. This is kind of normal for some mother’s,” she said, distracting me. “Tell Alexander to hurry up ’cause it’s freaking hurts!”

Not to mention, the fact that she was a Rank 6 Evolved One made her look even more like a doll. Rayne let out a smile when Lucas touched her head. Scarlet, the beauty of the Apocalyptic Legion, was wearing a long, red, fiery dress; her hair was at waist-length. At that moment, the blazing sunlight could be seen shining on her gorgeous face. It was unknown whether it was the sunlight that lightened up Scarlet or the other way round. The sense of horror within Joanna lessened when she saw Rayne's sweet smile. "Senior, where are we headed now?" asked Joanna.

"Let's not bandage it, let it expose in air. It's easier to get rid of its wound." "But it still hurts," I almost whined, I glanced at my wound which wasn't too bad and was healed. "You're a doctor, aren't you, we shouldn't be making sure. You know there's an infection inside or something--" “It’s good,” Aniya said. "The scar will fade too after that, don't worry." "It's annoying," I lowered my snout as he stood in front of me and I glanced at my wound. "Why did you hear so fast? Huh?" I murmured and groaned.

He was staring at her body and there was nothing she could do to protect herself. Connor’s eyes narrowed down on the scar on her stomach. He bent forward with the gun and traced the scar with it. "This scar? What do you have to say about it?" He asked before he freed her legs. Annah immediately tried to hide her naked body with her legs thankful that she still had her panties on. "It… was from an operation. An appendix operation." She sniffled refusing to stare directly at his face. This was like fuel to the anger already brewing within Connor. He threw the gun on the floor and came at her. "Shit! Shut your dirty lying mouth!"

she announced. I furrowed my brows at her. I knew that I had no scars on my shoulder. I would prove her wrong. "I'll show you that I'm not your Issa because I do not have that scar!" I exclaimed and pulled the long jacket I was wearing off my shoulder so that the world would see. The crowd exclaimed and this made me actually look down at my arm. I gasped when I realised that there was a scar there. My heart skipped a beat. Queen Nineveh smiled as she approached me. "You have a burnt scar on your ankle too," she added.

I have to try. He pulls away and looks down. I see his eyes darken and a low growl comes from his chest. Leon is not happy either. My scar is long and crosses from the left to the right under my belly button. It crosses to the very top of my right leg. It’s why I never wear bikinis or one piece bathing suits. I don’t wear any bathing suits actually; not since I was a young girl. Aiden runs a finger all the way along the scar before kneeling down in front of me and kisses it. He starts kissing my burn marks. When he stands back up, I’m in tears. “Why are you crying?” He asks.

hearing his voice, Anisia snapped around and what froze her soul was that dark and bleeding scar on his face which she had never seen before. What worse this night was going to show her?