Goodtimeswithscar X Novels & Stories

"If Damien is still out there... will he try to find me again?" Elena didn’t lie. "He might. But he won’t win this time. I promise you." Rose looked to Sophie, who held her hand tightly. "Then take him down. For all of us." **** That Night – Elena’s Quarters The room was dimly lit, scattered with evidence boards, encrypted tablets, and scattered documents. Grayson sat in a chair near the fireplace, shirtless, wrapping a fresh bandage around his torso. Elena entered, her eyes catching on the scar that crossed his ribs.

"Time they're sorry for all of this." I sat at my desk, flipped on my laptop, and opened a new folder. I titled it Project Rise. And in that script, I began making a list of every vulnerability, every threat, every weapon I had at my disposal to strike back. Victoria's business partners. Cassandra's father's company. Jake's compulsion to be number one. Anything and everything were up for grabs now. They thought I was finished. They thought I'd just vanish into thin air, marry some dull fellow or reappear in thin air.

Michele's voice pulled me back to reality. "If she hadn't left all those years ago, the woman at my side would be a gambler. How could it be an angel like you? Tomorrow is our 99th day together, and I'm putting the most profitable strip club in Vallasia under your name." Michele looked at Barbara with complete indulgence and pinched her cheek playfully. Barbara laughed softly and leaned in to kiss him. A sudden, stabbing pain tore through my side, forcing a sharp gasp from me. It was the scar I had carried for five years, left behind when I sold a kidney just to stay alive after I failed to repay my loan.

That I'm something. Everyone was quiet as they just listened to the small pretty girl who was about to cry in front. "I won't be able to meet you all if not for my ex-future husband," Scarlet gave a teasing smile at Zachary who just silently stared at her. "So thanks to you too, Zachary." She grinned at Zachary, though everyone seemed to have sensed the pain behind her smile.

he spat kicking him in the stomach. "Get him boys!" the man commanded his minions who started beating Xavier up causing mayhem in the shop and the bald man watched from beneath the table before deciding to surface and deal with his own problems "Please Scar dont hurt the poor boy i am here take me." Scar was quick to punch him to the floor before dragging him out to continue his torture. His minions ran after him leaving bleeding Xavier on the ground who was quick to get up and rush after them. By that time everybody in the shop had gone quiet afraid of the armed bandits and most definitely avoiding being made examples like Xavier

I just laugh at them. "Stop it, what's there to kill at? You might lose your job," Scarlet told her. "It'just a joke. Sir, Congratulations to your company and Happy Anniversary!” I nodded and smiled at her. Can't I give hed a Christmas bonus and 13th month-pay? I just shook my head at the mischief of my brain. "I'll leave you for now," I said and looked at Scarlet. "Stay here." She just nodded at me and smiled. "Don't worry Aira and Tom are with me." I nodded and left them. I have to entertain the people here and be ready.

Because if you love cherish yourself, no one could ever make you feel invalidated and worthless. Visible or not, every person has a scar. It could be a scar from an accident, or merely a painful past. Every bit of it might be painful to see or remember, but always believe that you're beautiful, and so is your scar. You are a very brave, tough, and wonderful person. That's why you were gifted a very beautiful scar to remember how you survived. It's a blessing in disguise. I can’t imagine how he made the song my simple storytelling to him. I felt then, because I was still too scared and embarrassed to be proud of my scar, that he would be the one to shout through this song.

Hazel stood in front of him with her arms crossed while feigning annoyance “We got permission from him, now let's ride in peace” Scar looked at her suspiciously “Sorry ma'am, but I don't quite believe you” Hazel scoffed hard “Are you serious right now? She removed her phone and showed him her call details Mark and the minutes they spoke. Scar scratched his head and apologized “I'm sorry ma'am, please hop on the back” He walked forward when he heard Hazel’s loud voice “Hey!!!! Scar stopped immediately and wondered what had gone wrong, “I can ride a bike and Mark told me to ride it so we don't need your help Mr Scar” her voice dripping with mockery.

Then I heard a voice. “That voice sounds familiar,” I muttered, my tone tightening as anger crept in. I leaned in, listening more carefully, but the audio suddenly cut out, distorted, like someone had tampered with it. Why would they need to erase anything? The unease settled deeper in my chest. The stench of sex mixed with cigar smoke had clung to Scarlett. I recognized it too well. Xavier smoked that same brand. And the mark on her neck, the one she tried to hide, it burned into my mind. It was obvious.

He shrugged. "Umm... I, well..." Scar blinked her eyes in embarrassment. "Hey, sunshine. It was just a tradition and never meant to uncomfortable you. If it hurt you that much, I am really sorry." He apologized. Scar finally was a bit relaxed and smiled at him with a nod. "It's alright. Maybe, I was thinking too much." "So, still friends, right?" He asked and Scar nodded with a smile. After bidding him goodnight, Scar went inside her home. 'Well, maybe I was thinking way too much' She thought before closing the door behind her.