Book Scorched Earth Novels & Stories

Lorenzo suddenly spoke up: "I'm getting this scar removed." I looked up curiously. "Why now?" "Maybe you'll like me better without it." I was confused. He glanced awkwardly at Edward's tombstone. "You loved him, didn't you?" I laughed. "What are you thinking? I was just telling him we're done. Even if there's a next life, I don't want him to find me again." Lorenzo visibly relaxed. But when we got home, he immediately scheduled surgery to remove his scar.

every label came with a bloody rumor. In a brutal firefight, half his face had been burned, and he had since retreated into the shadows, his methods becoming even more savage. I only found one photo of him, his profile half-hidden in shadow. The man in the picture had a jawline as sharp as a knife and eyes so dark they could swallow you whole. I opened the marriage contract again. It was for a term of three years. If I could just survive three years with this monster, I could get my mother's things back and finally be free.

The hard impact threw him toward into the seat in front of him . The front of the plane has been stripped away from the body as they bounced across the Rocky earth . Finally the plane came to a stop and there was almost complete silence . The crying ,Screaming and rumbling of the plane had come to an end.

They all fell on their knees without a word. Scoffing, he dipped his palms into his pant pockets. “Scar!” A man dressed in complete black stepped forward from behind, “Yes Boss.” “Lock them up. Make sure none get even a drop of water until my son is found.” “Yes Boss.” Scar turned his gaze to the six kneeling men and immediately, they got on their feet and followed him without a struggle. Lauren carefully parked the bike in its designated corner with a sigh. She was done with her last job for the day—home delivery.

Sophia Blood everywhere. I look around and the land around me was unrecognizable,charred earth stretched endlessly, the scent of smoke and blood heavy in the air. Houses lay in ruins, crumbled to ash and splinters. Bodies,some still, others twitching in their final moments,littered the ground like discarded dolls. I walked through the devastation, each step echoing with sorrow. Screams rang in the distance, and my heart clenched as I turned toward them. People were fighting,ripping each other apart with savage fury.

It's like it's speaking to me. "I found it. Can you feel it?" I reconnect with Ulv and look out to the mountain clearing. Everything looks brighter clearer. The rogues in front of us look petrified suddenly. We take a step forward, and something catches my eye. It looks like fire. "Ulv, are we on fire?" "You unlocked our core, so yes, we are on fire, and our senses have been heightened." "We need to hurry. The boys are coming. Can you feel Inari?"

Scout ran at him again, crashing into him and getting burned but effectively stopping the spell. Scout rolled, regaining his feet and then dodged a firebolt that the witch sent to us. It left a deep scar in the earth, the ground black and smoking where it landed. Toby danced around, looking for an opportunity to attack but watching the firebolts that the witch was now flinging at random, trying to catch me with a lucky strike.

" Jordan thought Tristan wouldn't believe him, so he pulled out his phone to show the picture. Tristan grabbed the phone and slammed it to the ground. The screen cracked. "Tristan?" "Get out!" Jordan, bewildered, didn't understand what had triggered Tristan. He picked up the phone and ran off. The others exchanged awkward glances. "Tristan, maybe you should call Esther. It could just be someone who looks like her." Tristan held his phone but suppressed the urge to call her. The image of Esther holding hands with that man from the reunion flashed in his mind, and his heart suddenly felt empty.

' He poured himself another glass of scotch, his other hand running atop of his slicked hair. Christian's manhood hardened, his hands itching to feel her skin yet again. He whispered to himself after sipping the burning liquid, eyes fixed on the wall. I will find you, even if I have to turn the entire fucking city upside down.

"They're everywhere!" I swore under my breath, forcing myself to push past the pain as I crawled to the window. Outside, chaos reigned. The Nomads were scattered around the camp, some firing from behind cover, others running for their lives. The Scorchers moved through the smoke like shadows, their faces hidden behind black masks, their weapons flashing in the moonlight. I could hear Dylan shouting orders somewhere in the distance, his voice barely audible over the roar of gunfire. "They're going to overrun us." Ben muttered, his jaw clenched as he scanned the battlefield. "We need to get out of here..."