Cassie's Scar On Her Forehead Novels & Stories

I watched her eyes hood over as an unreadable expression clouded her face immediately. “I didn't know I was interrupting something.” Sabrina's voice was low, too low for my liking. Call me crazy but I could swear I saw her fingers trembling underneath her plate. “Sorry about that.” “No, it's fine.” Xander cleared his throat before slowly peeling his hands from my body and taking away the heat radiating from his body. “ Kieran almost got herself in an accident and I caught her just in time.” “Right.” Sabrina quipped, and without sparing me so much as a glance, she walked towards one of the dinning chairs.

My stomach cramped painfully, and i began to sweat, "Mum, just_" "Kiss kiss kiss," my parents began to chant and a glance at my sister showed that suspicion had clouded her face while my ex looked smug. I glanced over at Liam and saw that he was looking at Gabriel. "We don't have to_" "Cassandra," he turned his head lazily, brown eyes locking onto mine. "Hm?" He reached out, grabbed the base of my ponytail in one large hand and pulled me into his body. My eyes went as round as saucers, "W-what are you doing?"

The wound is still here, and I know that it's opening again. I touched the scars on my chest, near my heart. I winced as soon as I felt my scar in my chest. Until no, I still don’t know what really happened, or what caused this wound of mine. School Accident, that's what he told me. I don't know, but I did not believe in him. I was about to go the garden when my phone beeped. … +639********* to Tatiana: Hey. I hope you are doing good. I talked to someone about your condition.

When she found it, Coral quickly changed her demeanor and hobbled inside, holding her stomach. “Jake—” she moaned as she slumped in. Jake was sitting beside Cassie’s bed, quietly talking to her. It was clear Cassie wanted him to leave. On the other side of her bed stood Marcus Reeva holding a bouquet of flowers. “Jake,” She called again and this time all heads turned to her. She rushed over and put her hands on his shoulders. Her eyes stayed locked on Cassie’s face. When the expression didn’t change, she relaxed and sighed, “Why did you leave me all alone?”

"No way! Natalie's the one who sold her kidney," Evelyn snapped, shoving Natalie aside to inspect me. "She has lost a kidney," the leader confirmed. "Taking the other would kill her." Just as Evelyn's hand reached for me, Natalie cried out and collapsed, revealing a prominent scar on her abdomen. "Go ahead and take her to the hospital. She is faking to win your love." Evelyn flinched, rushing back to check Natalie's scar. "I almost fell for her trick. Don't worry. I'm taking you to the hospital now."

“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.”

The doctor leaves and Vivian couldn't help, throw aside the comforter and rush towards a mirror in the corner. The throbbing in her head, no longer bothering her. As a new fear has shaken her insides. Her eyes widen as she stared at herself. Her fingers trembling as they traced her reflection in the mirror. The scar It was looking like new, raw and visible without any veils of foundation. She couldn't stop the tears, that leave her eyes. Closing them, she couldn't hide it any longer now.

She stepped out a while later, towel wrapped snugly around her curves, while water dripped from her hair down her neck. She sighed, finally feeling a moment of peace—until the door opened without warning. And there he was... Nikolai entered. Cassie froze, clutching the towel tighter. “Niko—!” He stopped mid-step. His eyes darkened, sweeping over her slowly. His breath visibly slowed and became heavy as if he was restraining himself, while his eyes kept roaming over her. Cassie’s pulse quickened. She fidgeted with the towel, suddenly aware of the faint scars that marked her skin, memories of her years in th army.

“I’m not exactly a catch. I’m messy. I curse like a sailor. I don’t give a s—t about designer clothes or makeup. I excelled at science in high school and I just graduated from college with a degree in psychology.” “I’m sorry –which of those things are supposed to make you a bad catch? I suppose not everyone is into girls who curse like a sailor, but everything else you said… You are beautiful, smart, and easy to talk to. I can’t imagine ----” Suddenly, Cassie started screaming in pain. She slid to the floor, holding her heart with tears running down her eyes. “Oh, Goddess! Make it stop! Make it stop!!!!”

“You’re a fucking doctor; at least pretend to care about her welfare.” Cassie rolled her eyes and dragged me by the rope into the cabin. She opened a cupboard in the kitchen and pulled out a clean cloth before grabbing the first aid kit. Wiping my face with water first, she then dabbed at my forehead with antiseptic. It stung a little, and I glared at her. “What the fuck are you doing, Cassandra?” I asked. “You think getting blood off my face will make Liam forgive you for all the shit you’ve done? You burned down my house, and now, you’re an accessory to kidnapping–”