Angel Reese Scar Novels & Stories

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?"

“Contact me again? But the way they threatened you right now, I don’t think I will ever see you again, mother. They have a universal excuse for their every action, the lord or whatever. Even if they kill you, they will have a noble excuse and call it sacrifice. I’ll still call it a murder, mother. Because maybe all this time we have been praying and praising the wrong lord.” “No, Reese. Don’t doubt…” “Sorry mother. I have a noble excuse for my actions today as well. I don’t know about the Supreme or the god, but there are two women in my life I’ll serve with all my heart. I will protect my sister and my mother…” Reese held Willa’s wrist and yanked her behind himself. Reese shot Astoria and t

She will be here raining hell down on the hospital, the same as Antonio. I scroll through my contacts and see the name. I hit the call button and bring the phone to my ear, not taking my eyes off the door. “Hey, Ryder. What’s up? Is it Angel?” I sigh as I listen to her voice. “I need you here. Bring Coral with you and keep it quiet.” I choke on my words when she gasps. “Ryder, what happened? Oh god, is it Angel? Is she ok?” “Aunt Scar, she is awake and doesn’t remember me or anything. Please keep it quiet for now. Just bring Coral with you.” I say and I can hear shuffling and I know she is moving to get Coral.

- said the angel on the right, named Orphamiel. - Exactly, you must have been curious yourself, otherwise you would have resisted more.- added Razael, standing on the left. - Okay, take it easy guys.- Rathanael turned gently to them. - There's no point in arguing, since you're already here anyway.- Saraqael said, looking at those three like a mother on her mischievous children.- Please, be more serious, you belong to the Scarlet Roses after all. You're good at your job, but sometimes you act like children.- she sighed, then turned her head to Esther.- Meet your colleagues, they're Orphamiel, Anahel and Razael.- Saraqael introduced them, pointing from right to left.- Their main task is to bri

Noel said and Tiago put his spoon back on his plate without taking any bite as he rubbed his chin. He caressed his Scar while he wandered somewhere else. My eyes slightly widened. "Is this...is this scar given by Sebastian?" I asked and he looked towards me. "Yes, that jerk loves to give scars." He said and my eyes widened even more. He isn't a psycho, I swear. "But why?" I asked and he shrugged. "Not gonna lie but he was the only one who injured me pretty well but he still failed in the end." He said and I frowned. What is he talking about?

I teased, biting my lip as I glanced at him. “Me, Angel. I am,” he answered without hesitation, his hands already lifting my dress from my body. I smirked. “Nah, you’re like...an eight. Maybe an eight and a half on a good day.” His eyes flashed with annoyance, and I could feel the restraint he was barely holding onto. “Reese, though...mmm.” I licked my lips provocatively. “Reese is definitely an eleven. He falls off the damn scale.” His disappointment was palpable, but I wasn’t done pushing him. “I think we should take a break. Maybe I’ll test ride Reese, Kane, Dante...hell, even Dan.”

I had been too torn up when Jace found me two years ago to relay the full details of my harrowing tale, and I hadn’t wanted to relive the fresh experience then, irrespective. Even so, Reese was snaking his arm around my waist before I knew it, squeezing my hip gently as he replied before I could formulate an answer, saying, “Scarlett has a personal history with them that we thought might help sway their opinions, but that isn’t really what we needed to discuss with you. Have you heard the Eastern Province was besieged by fire?” Jace masked his emotions well, and I did my best to imitate his stoic expression as Reese masterfully transitioned to a new topic, but it was difficult to keep my gra

" I roared. "Ah!" I screamed when someone pulled my hair from behind. "You bitch, how dare you pulled her hair!" I heard Celine's voice from behind. Shane gasped exaggeratedly. "C--celine, love, w*--w*it!" Celine stopped pulling my hair but still not letting go of it, then looked sharply at Shane. "What!?" "That's... that's A--agatha," Shane answered, almost whispering. I heard Celine stepped backward and gasped. She run in front of me to check if Shane's saying the truth. Her eyes widened and her mouth's opened widely.

His knuckles turned white as he shook Reese violently, his rage palpable. “I’m not lying! I swear I’m telling the truth!” Reese yelled, his Russian accent slipping through as his panic escalated. Carson’s intense stare bore into him, and for the first time, Reese saw something even more terrifying than anger in his captor’s eyes—calculated wrath. Carson finally let go, his hand trembling as he clenched it into a fist. In one swift motion, his fist flew into Reese’s face, the sickening sound of bone against flesh echoing in the room.

Hailey murmured, caressing his face again. "What are you looking at?" Cassian asked softly. Hailey shook her head with a small smile. "I always used to wonder how you'd look as you never showed me your picture. You're very handsome, just like a Greek god," Hailey said genuinely. Cassian chuckled at this and bent down to kiss her cheek tightly. "Thank you for the compliment," Cassian exclaimed, tucking her hair behind her ear. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the scar near her collarbone. "This?" he asked, softly rubbing his finger over her scar.