Novel & Cerita Arcane Scar X Reader

"Didn't know she would murder my parents? Didn't know she would steal my entire legacy? Or didn't know she would humiliate me in front of the world?" Clark was speechless. "Or," I continued, "did you know all along and just chose to look the other way?" "No! I really didn't know—" "Then what about this?" I turned my back to him and unfastened the top of my tunic. A gruesome scar ran from my left shoulder to my right hip. The eclipse curse had turned it a sickly silver-black, and it still seemed to writhe slowly, eating away at my life force. Clark's breath hitched.

“Shut up! Fucking shut up! Don't you get it?! They only loved me because I was your twin! They tolerated me because being close to you made me worth something. Without you, I was nothing but the extra twin no one really cared about.” I was stunned, blinking back tears as I stared at her. I opened my mouth to speak but she interrupted, “Anyways, I'm not here to trade words with you.” She scrutinized me from head to toe. “I only came here to confirm if you're ready. Because any minute from now, warriors from the Dark Claw pack would be here to get you. Congratulations, Sara, instead of being burned alive you've been sold to Alpha Xavier as his breeder.” My heart stopped and my body froze. “W-w

"Because I have no magic. I've lived among the Karainas my whole life and I've never even felt the tingle they say they feel in their hands when they light up." "You have no fire magic. There are other kinds of magic." Scarlett shook her head. "I'm too old to be discovering I have powers. If I did, it would have happened a long time ago." "That's not what The Treatise of Elemental Magic says." "What the hell is a streety"? "Treatise." Marcellus enunciated the word slowly as if hearing it more clearly would make Scarlett understand. "What is that?

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He then pecked a kiss on her forehead as he uttered, “Let me buy them for you, Lucy. Just let me.” She looked hesitant as she muttered, “Okay.” He pecked a kiss on her cheek. And she uttered a shy ‘thank you’, which made him smile wider. When she continued to hold the brown book, Xandar understood that she wanted it so he held it for her. He had a look at the title: ‘Lycans in Human and Animal Forms: Strengths, Weaknesses, Peculiarities and Blind Spots.’ Xandar chuckled before he asked as he lifted up the book in one hand, “Sweetheart, should I be worried about this?”

Scar meets Lani, a free spirited tattoo artist that was raised by Jaxon King - the President of The Wolves, when he is told that he is needed to go to his motorcycle clubs rivals territory to help fight a fight that involves both his motorcycle club, The Sons of Satan, and their rival, The Wolves. Scar was once a soldier but got called back from his service due to the death of his brother and father, he suffers from PTSD, anxiety and chronic depression. Kahlani Pierce, however, makes everything feel that little bit better, they fall in love and find a home in each other. When the antagonist of the story is found, both The Wolves and The Sons of Satan discover that his plan all along was to b

He wore a simple, dark charcoal Henley and black tactical trousers, but the refined clothing did absolutely nothing to mask the overwhelming, predatory violence radiating from his every step. His crimson eyes locked onto me the second he crossed the threshold. The Mate bond flared—a localized, invisible electric arc that violently connected my sternum to his. The collar instantly warmed in warning, and I ruthlessly shoved my emotions down, erecting an impenetrable firewall of absolute apathy. "Leave us, Elara," Xander commanded, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the floorboards. "Alpha," the Healer stammered, keeping her eyes on the floor. "Her physical trauma is severe. The burns

My subconscious was attempting to dispel my suspicion that Sara wasn't fond of my kiss. We posed for magazines before leaving for our house. I could arrange a discreet marriage ceremony with her, but I want to make it clear to the world that she is now Aron Finge, and no one should dare to follow her. I know she already has a large male fan base due to her engaging, sexy writing style. Many men share my fantasies about her after reading her articles; I had her all to myself before anyone else bothered to find out about her. She fell asleep as soon as she got in the car.

SCARLETT I slumped onto my bed, feeling like a damn cliché. It was him. All this while, it’s been him. Damien Hunter. My brother’s arch nemesis and the heir to the mafia throne. Not just any mafia, but my family's sworn rival. He was my stranger… has been my stranger all these while. The only person I have relived my wildest and dirtiest sexual fantasies with. Talk about a plot twist straight out of a trashy romance novel.

“I like weird.” “Well, you’re in luck.” Our eyes meet and my heart flutters. This is the most real I’ve seen Wes, and this is the most real he’s seen me. Because right now, I’m not Scarlet, the con-artist, scourge of the South Side. I’m just Scarlet, the quirky blonde who reads smutty vampire and werewolf romance novels in her spare time and gets way too wrapped up in scary TV shows. Wes’s fingertips brush against my shoulder, and I shiver. I tip my head towards his, lips parting. He moves his head down toward mine.