Invisible Scars Rod Wave Novels & Stories

one of the men says. The Victor guy has shoulder‑length dark wavy hair and dark eyes. He’s tall and clearly an Alpha, that much I can see. The other one, who I assume is Beck, might be too, but I can’t completely tell. He’s also tall, but he has a buzz cut. He’s tanned and has dark eyes. Unlike Victor, he has a few scars. “Beck, where is Alpha Warrick?” Colt asks. “We’ve been looking for you, motherfucker. Where are the others?” Beck asks. Victor stays quiet.

Asher called but I can't find it in me to look away from Logan's nipple. "You know I was joking right?" Logan said but I just can't look at anything else. "Excuse me." He said and left and even though he is no longer standing in front of me, I still can't look at anything else... I can vividly see the scar staring back at me. "Nicole, are you okay." Asher called and tapped me at the same time and that's when I finally snapped out of it, it was like the scar held me in a trance.

So I did. I grabbed a pillow from the bed and rested it on the wall of the windowsill. Thankfully the edge was large enough for me to sit with folded knees. Then I looked out, maybe for hours but it felt like minutes. The pink sky turned into a dark blue, then eventually fully black. The moon was high and bright today, causing the light waves in the river to glisten. It felt like silk and diamonds gliding around the floor. Each wave made the glint dance at a different pace. I didn't know what time it was when I heard a knock on my door, but it did two things. First, it reminded me that I was at Blackwood Castle. Second, I remembered I wasn't here at my free will.

The girl in the mirror standing opposite me was a girl broken and recombined with the improper pieces. "Pathetic," I muttered to myself. And I grinned. Cold, empty thing that it was, with no regard for the girl that once was me. Because what I discovered, Jake and Cassandra didn't kill me. Victoria didn't, either. They just provided justification for waking the hell up. I removed my makeup and cotton brushes wiped away like discarding the old me. I looked again and caught sight of something new in my eyes. Peace of anger. Hunger. "No more tears," I told myself. "Time they're sorry for all of this."

Burned and half-blinded, he staggered to his feet, fury radiating off him. “You think you’ve won?!” His golden eye blazed, cracking with unstable energy. “I AM ECLIPSE!” The runes on the walls glowed bright red, their light sinking into his body. Cracks split the ground, fire spilling through them. Grayson immediately pulled Elena back, shielding Rose. “He’s going to bring the whole mountain down.” Damien cursed under his breath. “Then we'll end him first.” Monroe roared, unleashing a wave of power that sent Rosa crashing against the wall. Grayson fired again and again, but the bullets vaporized before even reaching him.

I whisper, just as the rogue materializes in front of me. My blood runs cold. His eyes burn with something no longer human. His canines elongate, protruding from his mouth like sabers, and he lets out a guttural roar that shakes the leaves from the trees above. “Even the Alpha couldn’t catch me,” he snarls, laughing in my mind. “What do you think you’re doing?” A bitter tear stings the corner of my eye. My pride. My fear. My fury. They all clash in a storm behind my ribs.

Saadiya had suffered a cut to her left arm but it wasn't anything serious, Parvina was attending to her. She looked at Omar and tried to steady her heavy breathing, he had ripped off his throbe and now left with a loose and very transparent under shirt which was no longer white but red and it perfectly outlined his very built muscles, his perspiration having soaked through them, Mariam stared at him for a while until he gave her a thumbs up and she blinked rapidly to clear her head. Focus Mariam, she told herself. He smiled at her and she smiled back but he couldn't clearly see her smile from the distance between them because of the cloth that hid her lower face so she nodded.

I forgot. Miss, whoever she is, looked at me shockingly but there's a hint of familiarity and sadness in her eyes. As I stared at her, I realized she really looked so weird and no offense, ugly. There's a huge birthmark that covered her left forehead, down to her eye and her ear. There's also a huge mole on the lower right side of her mouth. To top everything off, she has a lot of pimples, acne scars and blackheads. This girl needs help.

I bit my own lip bloody to keep quiet, copper flooding my tongue, tears stinging the corners of my eyes as wave after wave ripped through me. He didn’t stop. Didn’t slow. Kept going, relentless, hips pistoning with single-minded fury, chasing his own release like it was the only thing left that mattered in the world. His grip on my hips tightened impossibly, fingers bruising deeper, marking me in places no one else would see. His breathing turned fractured—short, guttural sounds against my neck.

💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 7✨ . 😎Reece😎 I groaned as I roll on my bed trying to get some sleep but I couldn't. Not after seeing Nat in that state. She seemed so fragile in my hands as she cried, i'm guessing that maybe either she must have remembered something bad or she had a nightmare.