Breath Mints And Battle Scars Novels & Stories

GRACE I still remember the day I found my mate. The way he smelt was as fresh as the forest floor. The way his sandy blonde hair was always tied in a man bun. His blue eyes sparkled like the ripples in the ocean catching the glare of the sun. He was a pack warrior, his years of fighting took their toll on him, leaving him with a slightly crooked nose and a red scar that decorated his left cheek. The scar never healed thanks to the silver used to create it.

I whisper, my throat raw. He doesn’t. Instead, he tilts his head, watching me. “Why are you hiding it?” “Hiding what?” I bite. “Your scent,” he says. “Your real one.” He breathes in, nostrils flaring just slightly. “It’s faint, but I can smell it. Bergamot… and cold rain.” I freeze. What? No one’s ever said that. Not even me. I’ve never smelled my scent. Never had the chance. I’ve always been covered in synthetics, drowning in suppressants. They never gave me the time to figure it out.

Lauren gazed into the mirror as she peeled off her clothes, not wanting to miss a single sight of it. The once white bandages that had been wrapped on her back now had a hue of red. She sighed and even when she knew it would earn her scolding from Malcolm, she slowly peeled the bandage off her back closing her eyes at the gory sight that greeted her. Her eyes teared. She didn’t believe it was this bad. And Bryan had seen it too? It made her sob more. She didn’t want him to end up having trauma because of her. She was used to it after all.

The cut on my forehead was now a light pink shade, barley a scratch. I need to ask him what herbs those were… I made a mental note. After deciding I was enjoying my dream, I opted to go back to sleep. I tried to stay on a schedule, but I felt like the last 36 hours had allowed me some flexibility. I turned the alarm in my room off before returning to bed. Around noon, I woke to Scarlet shaking me. She mentioned something about Bethany wanting to talk with me. I slid out of the bed pulling my joggers on before following her into the main house. Upon entering I headed straight for the coffee machine.

The things I have to do… With a sigh, I forced myself to keep drinking. Every sip tasted like bitter earth, but I swallowed it down, knowing this was my only chance. After five minutes, I finally finished the entire cup, placing it on the table with relief. Without wasting another second, I stormed into the bathroom. I needed to get rid of the taste—and the smell—before Damien came back. If he caught even a hint of the herbs on my breath, he would get suspicious. I couldn’t risk that. I grabbed my toothbrush, quickly applying a generous amount of toothpaste before scrubbing my teeth furiously. The bitter taste of the tea was still there, but it was fading. After rinsing my mouth, I reached f

And fuck if it doesn’t gut me. I bite down harder on the fruit, my jaw flexing, holding myself in check. She’s not playing sexy. She’s not trying to seduce me. She’s braver than that. More dangerous. Because she doesn’t even know what she’s doing to me. The space between us shrinks. She leans in, breath feathering against my face. Her lips part, and I can smell the faintest trace of mint gum on her breath, the sweetness of the strawberry mixing with it.

His weight held me down so firmly that I couldn't move an inch. I thrashed beneath him, gasping for air, my heart hammering inside my ribs as I fought to get free. "Let... me... go," I wheezed through clenched teeth, my eyes blazing with angry crimson light as I glared up at him. Brecken didn't pull back. His face was inches from mine, his hot breath brushing across my cheeks. The scent of sweet mint and dark chocolate rolled off his skin, filling the small space between us until it was impossible to ignore.

“Don't worry the case is just starting,we will be meeting more,there might be a fight soon” . Scar answered winking. “Like real fight, throwing fists,poo pop” She said punching the air. “More intense,you will see,more reason we have to visit the hospital,you know we have to be fit for battle” Their eyes met as Scar winked, Summer grinned. “You know what,I have a feeling we will be together for a long time” They both smiled,a bond clearly forged,that will last for a long time. “I think there is someone tailing us”

-Skylar- Suddenly, the pain stopped and everything around me looked completely different. Not in the sense that I was in a new environment, the way I was seeing everything was different. It was like I had a new pair of eyes; everything was much sharper. My nose filled with the most beautiful scent, cinnamon, my nose followed the scent, landing on Aspen. I looked at him, only to see him looking at me with complete and utter shock. I tried to get out some words, wanting to ask what was wrong, but nothing came out apart from a howl. Why was I howling?

Stick with me okay . Riss -Okay...Dad Ben -Tch!Sugarpie or heartbeat would have been more better . Riss-Sugarpie my left toe . Ben -You are impossible.Let FaceTime I want to see your pretty face . Riss-Flattering me again . Ben -Am not .You are the most prettiest girl have ever met . Riss-Awwn and you are the most ugly guy have ever set my eyes on Ben -than...Wait ugly ?!!!