Anakin Scar Novels & Stories

The Mark of the Past Roman walked over to her, putting his hands on her shoulders. He felt the tremor in her frame, a subtle vibration that she was trying to hide. As he looked at her reflection in the mirror, his eyes drifted to the faint silver scar on her hip, now visible where the robe had fallen slightly open. "Tell me about it," he said, his voice a low, grounding rumble. "The scar. You said it was from a night you didn't stay quiet enough. What happened, Angeline?"

But what really scared her at first were the similar scars etched on the back of their right palm like they were some gang. Macy mentioned it about it being called the Scar of Shame. She explained that it was Absinthe’s punishment for their actions in the last war. It was a mark that they once did something wrong. “You don’t have one yourself,” Kaihra asked her. “Yes, because I only joined Absinthe after the war.” After the war.

“I know my touch brings you comfort. I know that is why you got in with me last night. Do you not think that my touch might make you feel comfortable about your scars?” “I….” I didn’t know how to respond. I had spent years hating my body. Hating the ugly red marks that littered my body. Hating the reflection staring back at me. “You are the only one who despises what’s under your clothes. But to me, your scars show that you are a fighter, a warrior. That you can survive anything.” Told you! Anika mutters smugly He plays with the hem of my tee as he speaks. His blue eyes gaze into mine. The gold flecks always seemed to dance when he looked at me this way.

"Lucas, meet Ana and Draco, they are my kids. Ana, Draco, meet Lucas." "Hi, Lucas." Anastasia waved her tiny hand at him. "Hey, Lucas." Draco said. "Hey." He said dryly. "You have a scar on your forehead." Ana points at his forehead but he quickly uses his hair to cover it. "Ana." Diana threw an angry glare at her but Anastasia ignores her. "You don't wanna talk about it?" She asked him. "Ana, not now." Diana warned. Anastasia remained quiet but she still wanted to know why he had a scar on his forehead.

Akiko has been experiencing unusual hunger lately. Kyoko frowned when she saw something behind Akiko’s ear. “What’s that behind your ear?” Kyoko asked. Akiko automatically touched her right ear, knowing quickly what Kyoko was referring to. “A surgery scar.” Akiko brushed aside her short hair, revealing the scar more clearly. The scar extended from behind her ear to nearly reach her right temple. Much of it was covered by hair, but if Akiko brushed it aside, it was easily visible. “What kind of surgery?” Kyoko looked wide-eyed because the scar was indeed large.

I know she’s both thinking about the safety of the pack and my own exhaustion level. “The police are on their way to meet Scar where Channing found the dead human. And,” I say looking up to glance at the clock on my office wall, “in just about six hours, Leader Bruno will be here to talk to us and Scar’s parents about their experiences with the undead, so we can have some ideas in place for when Scarlett contacts COWS. You know she’ll want you in on that meeting, too.” That’s another great thing about Scarlett — she recognizes the value that the mate brings to the table. Zella, Asher and Lupita aren’t just the mates of myself, Bree and Jacob, granting them the titles of Beta, Gamma and Delta

Klara gulped but maintained a firm tone. "This can't be nothing. Let's have a look," Reagan stated, crouching beside the bed, waiting for Klara to undo the laces at the back of Reyana's dress. Klara reluctantly did, and even she didn't expect what she just saw. There was a strange scar on Reyana's back, not so far from the Crescent moon mark. And whatever this strange scar was, it glowed a bright shade of light for reasons they couldn't tell. "Heavens..." Reagan whispered when his gaze fell on the scar, "What in the seven seas is happening here?"

He turned to walk away,but Lucein caught his shirt from behind,the force tearing the shirt as he turned, sending another punch flying, Lucien fell in his knee still holding onto his shirt. “Who sent you” He asked relentlessly, breathing heavily. “You can have the shirt” Marcus said,as he unbuttoned his shirt letting it fall. Lucein froze as he saw the tattoo covering his backside,an eagle holding a snake in its claws. “I don't know what I'm turning into anymore…..I don't recognize myself” Scar sobbed, still hugging Aria. “It's alright,it's just one step at a time” Aria said soothingly.

The beta youths surrounding Wade and Danielle howled in their usual fawning manner. “I want to go first!” Danielle growled, shape shifting fast. Scar sighed, steeling himself. This was the hard part where they tried to add more scars to the ones which had already taken over all of his body. Slowly and steadily over space of sixteen years they had covered every inch of skin on his body with claw marks like a tattoo. It had started with Wade’s elder brother Roc who was more of his age-mate, but when Roc and his friends outgrew it, Wade and his lackey had taken over.

Her heartbeat fluttered against my mouth, a steady, frantic rhythm that grounded me in the physical reality of the moment. My large hands slid up her back, tracing the delicate line of her spine through the fragile silk. Moving my touch upward, my fingers brushed against the faint, silver scars resting near her collarbone. The marks were a permanent reminder of the freezing river, a brutal testament to the trauma she had survived. I pressed a tender, lingering kiss directly over the scarred tissue. "You are safe," I murmured against her skin. "I will always keep you safe." Anika let out a ragged sigh, her fingers tangling deep into the hair at the nape of my neck. She tilted her head back, g