Novel & Cerita Astarion Scar

“Thank you.” “It’s nothing. I have sisters, so I personally know how hard it is to deal with arrogant men.” He ran a hand through his auburn hair. “I wasn’t going to approach, the scar on my neck is far too small for you to find it pretty...so I was going to keep my distance, but when I heard the commotion, I just had to intervene.” “Scar…?” Linessa questioned, she wasn’t exactly seeing one. “Where?” He tilted his head to the side, pointing to a tiny scar that she had failed to notice before. “See…? It’s nothing to be proud of, my brother stabbed me with a boning knife when we were kids. It wouldn’t have left a scar if it wasn’t deep.”

Aurora “What an unpleasant surprise, Alpha Jaxon,” Ricky opened his mouth as he approached the border, slowly taking off his glasses. That was when I finally got a proper look at his face and immediately noticed the large scar running along the side of his eye. It wasn't some small injury that had faded with time. It was deep, ugly, and looked more like the mark left behind by a blade than a fist. The kind of scar that permanently altered someone's face. For a moment I found myself staring at it, wondering who had managed to leave something like that behind before Daniel casually answered the question I hadn't even asked yet.

“I thought you would have learnt some manners by now?” “I would have.” Something dangerously low resonated under Xander’s voice. “If you had learned to stop flirting with any woman you saw.” “Beautiful woman, you mean.” Oliver let out a loud laugh, before drawing his gaze back to me. I watched something dark flicker in his eyes for a bit, before disappearing again. “And Kieran here isn't just beautiful, she's a goddess. A reincarnation of the moon goddess herself.” “Don't you dare.” Xander warned and I almost grinned at how territorial he sounded. “Don't you try to…”

ANIKA'S POV:- I looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I was hell nervous. Everything was perfect but the scar on my face was messing with the look. The dress and everything Adam had brought me, they were all very stunning but I could not help that scar. I just wished it would have gone. But I was not very lucky. I even asked the Celestial if she could make it go away. But she said it was permanent. Celestial was like a God mother to me. She was always nice to me. Whenever I felt lonely, I always went to her. She always made my pains go away. Gulping the nervousness down, I held my head high and stepped out of the room.

Like I brought Niko just to get his attention. I forced my voice to stay steady. “Once Niko’s wolf awakens… he’ll go. He was diagnosed with MCD. His last wish and also my last request is for you to be there when he transforms. Also… Keep your distance from your mistress in front of Niko. Don’t hurt him.” He scoffed. “I only promised to be a good father. Nothing more. And you really shouldn’t be so jealous of Saela. Asher’s my son too.”

Liora wheezed, eyes watering. “You… can’t… touch me…” she choked. “I’m… the Luna…” Scarlet laughed. “The Luna?” Scarlet spat. “You’re not a Luna. You’re a fucking parasite wearing a title like perfume.” Liora’s eyes flashed with hatred even as she struggled to breathe. Scarlet’s grip tightened just enough to make her vision blur. “Tell me,” Scarlet demanded, “or I swear to the Moon Goddess, I’ll make you beg for the death you couldn’t give me.”

“Careful, Ariana. You’re not ready to challenge me.” She raised her chin, defiant. “Maybe not. But I’m not afraid of you.” He stared at her for a long, heavy moment. Then, without another word, he turned and walked away — leaving her standing there in the moonlight, heart racing, tears burning behind her eyes. That night, sleep didn’t come easily. Ariana sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the faint scar that now traced her palm — the mark from the Luna Binding. It pulsed faintly, glowing silver whenever the moonlight touched it.

“I was telling your brother what happened to Arianna at the party. What that girl did to her.” “Look at her scars,” Luna Francesca whined, indicating the marks on Ari’s neck and a medium-sized mark on her cheek. “They haven’t healed. How can she be a fashion icon looking like this?” “Stop that.” Ari swatted Luna Franscea’s hand away as she looked at me briefly.

Moonlight poured through the tall glass windows of the Alpha’s chamber, spilling over the room in silver ribbons that shimmered against Kaelen’s bare shoulders. The air was charged, trembling with the pulse of something ancient — a bond that had been denied too long and now demanded to be completed. Aria stood before him, her chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. The faint scar from the witch attack traced the curve of her arm, a pale memory of her sacrifice. Kaelen’s eyes lingered there for a moment — not with pity, but reverence.

He didn't feel the crushing spiritual pressure that was currently keeping Valerius pinned to the floor; he felt a fierce, symbiotic tether to her. He didn't bow to the goddess in front of him. He looked her right in the eye, his golden gaze burning with a feral, bloodthirsty pride. "Then I think it’s time we give them their eviction notice, my Queen." Scarlett smirked, her newly manifested starlight brush spinning gracefully in her fingers. The brush was no longer made of earthly jade; it was a woven artifact of pure, condensed starlight and cosmic code. "I spent three thousand years as a locked variable," Scarlett stated, turning her gaze toward the ceiling, sensing the distant, terrified v