Erza Scarlet Jellal Mga Nobela at Kwento

she said, glancing at me, “if you could heal someone that is close to death… maybe you can fix scars too.” The room quieted just a little. I followed her gaze and realized what she was talking about. My scar. The old burn mark that curved down from the corner of my jaw to my neck—a part of my past I had tried to hide but couldn’t erase. I instinctively reached up, fingers brushing the edge of it. I hated that thing. I hated what it reminded me of. Rachael tilted her head. “I’m just saying… wouldn’t it be kind of amazing if you could heal yourself too?”

then she laughed it was dry and bitter. Mama Rita chuckled uncomfortably,”yeah,since you are an orphan and homeless,you can stay with me” Scar looked up”I'll decline that,I come with a bag of trouble, actually a truck full” “I don't mind,I sincerely don't mind” “Hold her down,kick that bitch ,she thinks she's better than others”scar curled as the kicks landed,”how about a makeover,a make over”the voices as they held her down,one of the ladies squatted before her with a piece of glass,scar trashed violently but the hands holding her was stronger,she sharp pain tore from her right ear to her cheek,she screamed as they left her not without final kicks,she screamed like a wounded bull pain blind

Brand's brother turned to him, seeking guidance, just as Brand became aware of the stickiness on his hand. He at first ignored it. He had been in too many bloody brawls in his lifetime for blood to bother him overmuch. But when his mate gasped and tensed in his arms, a wave of dread washed over him. He realized that the stickiness was not merely the expected aftermath of the fight but something far more sinister. His elskede, his alt, Ulfhild, was wounded.

And as she stared into his icy eyes, Scar knew that whatever it was would be a torment unlike anything she'd ever known. Stanley extended a hand to her, showing off the green tattoo on his hand and wrist that was identical to Scar's. The only difference was that parts of it were black, others an angry red. She hadn't realized that Stanley had a mark, too. Shit. That must have been how he tracked her. Scar whimpered, feeling the hot sting of tears in her eyes. She had nowhere left to run. The goblins who held her were merciless and hateful, full of lust for violence and blood.

I am the daughter of Alpha Shell from the Scarlet Pack and my mother is a Moors princess! Sherizad batted her eyelids at fifty bats per second. Ryan could not help but feel a little something knock at the gates of his icy heart. Love was in the air.

Zella crouched down and covered Gabriel's open eyes with her hands. "I have eliminated him," Zella spoke into the Earpiece that was interconnected to her other agents. "No, it's not. It wasn't him," A01 informed Zella. Zella's gaze widened, she quickly pulled Gabriel's neck collar to make sure once again, and sure enough, there was no butterfly tattoo. Although, Gabriel did have two dimples. "Shit!" Zella stood back up, she tore the tail of her dress. "I found it." L03's voice rang out as Zella ran.

I know why I don’t want to. Jaleel summoned me and Lia to where he was and gave both of us slit on our palms. He told us to lick each other’s blood and it is a gross thing to do and I hate it but what other choice do I have? Not take Lia and look like a past dwelling freak that can’t take his weak mind off Zara, his own destined mate and her unknown lover who was willing to leave his entire family within his reach when he knows that terrible harm can easily come to them or maybe he didn’t think it through and he is just as horrible as Alfred which is a very nice way of calling someone a dumbass and a lily livered shit that behaves like a particular person is their oxygen. Jaleel started mumb

Erza couldn't understand her but it didn't matter long the girl was okay. The girl was simply asking if Ezra was okay but Erza faints the young girl wasn't far from her kingdom she picked Ezra on her back and ran toward her kingdom on foot. Some of the girls company her to Moon Valley. The young girl name is Jea is a young werewolf royal maid of WereWolf King Jea is a pre-were wolf she has developed yet into a full werewolf. Jea clan named is White Fang Pack. Altogether there are eleven different clan packs. They all live in different areas of moon valley.

Standing in the doorway, bathed in harsh light, I couldn't look away from the betrayal unfolding in front of me. Leila pulled away, her eyes meeting mine with a calculating stare that sent shivers down my spine. There was no hint of remorse in her expression, as if she were wearing a mask of deception that had finally slipped away, revealing her true nature as a master of lies. Trembling, my hand pointed accusingly, but I couldn't find my voice to verbalize the question that hung in the air. Jason, on the other hand, recoiled in a dramatic show of surprise, a facade of innocence painted across his face like a cruel parody.

“I…Hello, Professor. I…I am Scarlet Lozenge, and this is my friend, Evangelica Michelangelo.” Scarlet introduced herself and Eva to Dankein Cosh. Eva had been drooling over Dankein and the man saw this through the corner of his eyes but stayed unbothered.