Arcane Scar X Reader Novels & Stories

She would however change the topic whenever I probed. 'Scarlett. ' She warned when I stretched my arm to pick it up. ‘ If I am a warlock like you claim then I need to know. ' No matter how hard I tried to turn around and face Astra, my eyes remained glued on the book. It was as if it's presence was compelling me to open it and go through every page. A wooded box sat beside it, catching my attention all of a sudden. I closed my eyes to shove down the itch, to regain control over my emotions. ' Yes Scarlett, it is a book of spells, written by different warlocks over the years. '

The firelight dances over our faces, showing the deep feeling in our eyes. “I need you to know something, Xander,” I begin nervously, clutching a small charm that has been with me through many problems. “Every scar on my skin, every wound, it tells a story—a story of pain, loss, and sometimes, hope. But I fear that some of these scars... they might break us apart if we allow them.” Xander’s eyes soften, and he takes my hand in his. “Aria, those scars are proof of your survival. They are signs that you’ve survived pain and still stand here, stronger than ever. They don’t define you...they improve you.”

“That’s raw divine power. Even Madness used shadows to handle the fang. If you touch it…” “I can be exorcised,” I finished calmly. “And if the fang doesn’t kill me, it will leave me with burns that will never heal.” My diagnostic sight scanned Xanthea deeper. “I know,” I said absentmindedly. “But all I see is my wife who needs me.” My gaze flicked over the faintly glowing Carvera scars on her ankle.

Skylar closed the door and walked through the golden lit long stretched carpeted arcade with a bitchy evil smile and a confident aura surrounding her body. Who exactly was she? And why she was a match for Ekai Enzo? And lastly why she was looking for Luca Calhoun Castello? ••• Author's Note: So, here I'm, back again. Welcome to all the new readers and hello to old ones, I'm eager to announce that the chapters are getting locked ahead. And I'm publishing a few chapters of my other billionaire romance here, though they would be free but to read the full thing you have to go to (Webnovel.com) Check it out in my profile. Ciao, enjoy reading~

Mabel was nervously watching him. “Maeve Blaithnaid Abelanco, will you share the rest of your life with me, a scarred soul and be my wife? I know this isn’t the romantic venue I planned when I asked for your mom and brother’s permission but nearly losing you made me realize, it doesn’t matter. Please say yes, my goddess.”

never could I repay such kindness though I do thank you till my last breath for holding my hand as I ache it makes me think of our history like the time we first met my goal is to give you that gift again that sense of endless possibilities once I get back to 100% I promise that's where we'll be Don't give up on Kai, Xara. He needs you now more than ever. It might seem as if he doesn't care about you. But deep down he cares, deep down he's falling for you and he's scared. Fight for your marriage Xara, I know you can and you will. Yours faithfully, Your biggest fan, Anon. Xara reread the message wondering who it could be from. Because it was addressed as an anonymous fan. Who are you? She sil

Then the scent of arousal wafts from him. I can’t help but lift my nose as I inhale the thick scent. And fight to hold in a groan. A small one escapes my lips, and Xander’s pupils darken further. And my cock twitches, I feel the blood surging south, I couldn’t stop it if I tried right now, not with Xander looking at me like that, smelling so good.

He exhaled slowly, his eyes dragging over my face like he was memorizing me. There was something intense in us. A pull I didn’t understand… or didn’t want to admit. “And since you're going back to Veloria, I wouldn't want Saela to be an obstacle to you, so I would be sharing some evidence of Saela—or is it Anne? Damn! It feels so weird to call her Saela.” I chuckled and he pushed a strand of my hair to the back of my ear. “Whatever her name is, I'll share some evidence of her with you concerning her committing fraud and the likes, in case you ever need to fight her.”

The one where I admitted quietly, that I’m scared he won’t return to me. I close my eyes. “Just a little longer,” I whisper. “Come back to me, Lucian.” Hours later, exhaustion finally wins. I drag myself to bed, fall onto the mattress, and sleep hits instantly. My eyes open in a dream. But this dream… this one is different. Silver eyes, wild black hair whipping around her face, and a single scar cutting across her cheek like a mark. She steps toward me. And I realize she’s not attacking. She’s showing me something. My hand burns hot for a moment. I look down, there’s a scar glowing on her palm. And the same shape glows on mine.

Her lips were shaking, but her first words were surprisingly steady. "But the rejection..." Linessa laughed bitterly. "It was supposed to kill me, but thankfully the goddess had other plans." His gaze changed, it softened a little. "well I’m… I'm glad..." He scratched his blonde hair, hands falling to his side just as Clive let go of hers. "I got here late and after hearing the other alphas talking about the gifted looking for an alpha with a scar, I decided to try my luck." He turned his head, showing a long, deep cut across his neck. It wasn't healed yet, but when it did, it would leave a...scar.