Christopher Scarver Book Novels & Stories

I saw the scars surrounding my boutique with 'the scar face' sitting on my counter chair. I looked at them in utter shock. They have actually crossed every limit here. How did they even get in when I clearly remember I locked the door...maybe they broke the lock. My eyes went on the scar face and he was holding one of my books. "A silent storm is stronger than a loud one.......huh?" He asked and looked towards me while tilting his head to the left. "You're a writerrr." He said and I just kept standing there looking at them in shock.

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.

And I was thankful for that. SKYLAR'S POV:- I was sitting on my bed, chewing my nails nervously. It had been an hour since Adam left. I was not sure if she would be back or not. I frowned as I suddenly tasted something bitter in my mouth. "Looks like he came back empty handed." I heard Scarlett, my wolf excited voice. Yes, my wolf woke up the very day I was mated with Adam. She was very wild and wonderful. She had big brown fur and orange eyes. She was not as tall as Anika's wolf, but she was very beautiful. Her tail was long and furry. I really loved her.

Out of curiosity, Lars levitated to grab it. "What is it?" Sophia asked. "I don't know, it's a... book." It was a red covered notebook, containing names, dates, a picture and short profiles. There were a mix of men and women with different ages and professions. Lars wasn't sure what these meant until he showed it to Sophia. She seemed to recognize some of the faces in the book, and it made her horrified of something. "These are... deceased Scions." Lars could felt his heart stopped. "W - What? Are you sure?"

She said and ran out while picking up her call in the process, and Christian was left stunned, watching her leaving the café. He stood rooted in his place as if his legs lost the ability to walk, but the next moment, he dashed outside the cafe to question her but the cab left in front of him and he cursed under his breath, watching the cab from behind. “Author Scarlet? My wife?? What the fuck is missing??” He screeched, pulling his hair in frustration, and slammed his fist on the pillar. *** This is the second book in the series. Read book MY INDIAN WIFE before starting this book***

Scar shoots over a lazy glare, snorting coldly, “So you can go and tell the jerk that she’s back in town? Yeah, I know you have been close with Damian Vanderbilt.” I’m not exactly close with Damian. Let’s just say, common enemies bring people together. I wanted the heads of the Fullers, and so did he. After Scar and Lilith both left the city, he dived into the investigation of the Fullers after that, all the way to an obsession. I wanted to pin down Jack Fuller, too. But he was burning himself up for it. If it wasn’t his bankruptcy that knocked him back into reality, I think he would have lost it.

— Chapter 47: A Scar Beneath the Surface The mark. ---- Isla couldn't sleep—not after witnessing it etched into Christopher's chest. It was not a scar. It was a message. A warning. A foretelling of suffering. And now that she had witnessed it, something within her changed. Something wild and primal awoke beneath her skin.

I asked him. “I don't know” his brows were knitted in confusion. “But this is a first step, I'll let the council know and we will take up everything from there” I nodded again, not sure of what to say. Scar left my room with the book. It suddenly felt like I was in dreamland, what exactly was happening? Could Fenris be of help to us? But I didn't like him, everything about him seem so weird and Sheliah didn't like him either.

Halbert didn't see anyone else present and Hungrily devoured the food and downed the cup of water. Tears began to stream down his face. After the hell he faced this small amount of food was enough to feel like a gift from the gods. 'Please father when will you come for me, I don't know how much longer I can hold onto myself.' "Good you're awake and have eaten." Said a cold voice. "Let me remind you of a friend named Berry... He was a werewolf.... Y-You wanted to see if their insides and skeletal structure was the same as ours..." Christopher's voice began cracking as he remembered it. "Skinned his hands right down to the bones.

scar gets back in flight as we keep flying around in circles ,around the pack house trying to pick up Rosa's sent ,i held my scorpion mace in my right hand slicing through and killing every single enemy in sight ,the whole pack was so thrown into to chaos ,with everyone running around for their lives ,this time i tried my best not to harm the defenceless ones of the pack just the warriors and guards who tried to stop me from reaching their alpha ,i had scar sex the all ablaze ,i pick up Rosa's scent by its a bit faint . I pick up Rosa's scent but it appear to be a little faint ,it leads me to the end of the pack ,a little into the woods , i get down from scar and walk forward for a clos