Cassie's Scar On Her Forehead Novels & Stories

he asked, softly rubbing his finger over her scar. "Accident," Hailey replied. Cassian bent down and kissed her scar softly. Hailey shivered at the touch, her heart pounding. His lips lingered on her skin, sending a wave of warmth through her. She closed her eyes, savoring the moment, and felt his hands slide up her arms, gently pulling her closer. Their breaths mingled as Cassian's lips moved from her scar to her neck, planting soft, lingering kisses. Hailey's hands moved to his shoulders, gripping him tightly as her knees threatened to give way. The intensity of his touch ignited a fire within her.

She had to think positive if she married she would no long have to endure the cruelty of her mother. Cassie sat at the dressing table brushing out her long black wavy hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale a fine porcelain her eye were a piercing color of ember her features were delicate and refined with her high cheek bones and strong jawline. She stood five foot seven inches tall. She was tall for a woman of her time. She had a perfectly sculpted body that turned many heads when she went to town on the rare occasion with her mother. Marcella was a site of beauty standing only five feet two inches tall. Her skin was the same porcelain color her eyes black as night.

Cassie's POV I perm my lips together, my hands ball into fists, swallowing the pain that's about to pop out of my mouth as the Pack's doctor tends to my wound. I promise I'm gonna find out what that Katrina is, and kill her most mercilessly ever. "This..." The doctor which is a female brunette says, looking up at my face with a curious look on her face. "This doesn't look like a normal scratch." "I know right!" I wince as the disinfectant makes contact with my wound

As the video progressed, Cassie grew more uncomfortable. She didn’t speak. Didn’t blink much. Just watched. Her jaw tightened. Her brows twitched. She winced at certain moments, hands balled up in her lap. Then… she froze. Dorothy stepped closer. “What is it?” Cassie swallowed. “You’re right. The bed’s different. That's not all though.” Dorothy waited. Cassie looked up slowly. “Ledger has a birthmark on his left butt cheek. It’s small but it’s there. I know because… well, I’ve seen it. The guy in the video doesn’t have one.”

Her voice trembled with concern as she gently stroked my hair. "I messed up, Zoe," I murmured against her shoulder. "Why? How? What happened?" She pressed for further details, delicately cupping my face in her hands and lifting it to meet her gaze. I bit my lower lip in regret as I released my grip on her. Moving back slightly, I allowed the clothes that had covered my body to fall loosely. Her eyes widened as she noticed the marks on my body. "Hickeys? Did Lucian give them to you? Cassie, that's normal for..."

Cara turns, facing her best friend, overwhelmed by the care and worry. "I am going to be okay, I promise." Cara holds her hands as they both stare into each other's eyes. Cassie has a chestnut brown eyes with matched the color of her hair, her shoulder-length hair cut fits her round face perfectly, it is no surprise she always cut it once it goes over her shoulders.

Cassie walked down the School Passage with her face lowered, ignoring the chattering of the few pupil she came across while she had a bandage on her arm due to the injury she suffered in the Woods. Her day was quite different from the rest even though she had missed school for a few days now but then, her long last wish had finally been granted, her efforts had paid off and she had now been accepted by her Father, a full member of the Hunt, something she had always dreamed about.

Watching his steps ,He moved bit by bit . He is sure he is close to where the couches are placed .As he took another step,his forehead hit a wall ...He fell down and lost consciousness. Her eyes are blue ....,her nose pointed ,small lips that form a love shape. Her hair is blonde and it fell on her shoulder .She is putting on a yellow headband ,Gold chain and gold earrings. Her nose is pierced and she have a small tattoo on her arm . She is putting on red baggy trouser and yellow crop top.

She stopped shaking her when she realized she had opened her eyes and she removed her hands from her ear at the same time. "Are you okay?" Cassie asked, she heard faintly, staring at Chloe worriedly as tears started rushing down her face. "It's alright, you will be fine, but we have to leave, okay!" Cassie said coaxing her so they can leave She felt a tickling liquid running on her shoulder and neck beside her ear. She raised her hand to touch the liquid and brought it to her face to see blood on her hands, She freaks out!. Sandra's pov…

Get your ass in here right this instant, it says. “Did I get you in trouble?” Cassie asked, a crease forming on her forehead. I noticed her eyebrows were slightly arched, which often makes a snobbish character out of her. Her hair was messy and her face was flushed. She looked like a grassland fairy, I thought, sizing her up with my thumb. “Landon’s threatened to kill me a hundred times, but I’m still alive,” I said, giving her a small smile. She doesn’t look convinced, though.