Jason Todd Scars Novels & Stories

But worries was still visible in my voice. "He already know--" I heard gunshots in the other line. My eyes widened, I heard noises, screams and gunshots. "Nate, what's happening?" "He already know the you are alive!" Even he did not spout a name, I know who is he talking about. I massage my temple, The car started to move. The twelfth leader of Thanatos, the Phantom is now aware of my existence.

Not with the pieces of my heart scattered at my feet. Jake Lawson has taken away everything: my child, my dignity, and my hope, and cast away like trash.

“She’s strong, though. Stronger than we can imagine.” Ronan sighed. “I hate that she had to be.” Aleron turned to him. “Ronan.” “What?” “These scars… the ones on her wrists…” Ronan clenched his jaw. His voice was low, dangerous. “I saw them.” Aleron swallowed. “Ronan… whoever did that to her…” Ronan shook his head slowly. “I swear on the Moon Goddess… they’ll pay.” A soft voice interrupted them. “Don’t fight… please.”

"No way! I saw her sell her kidneys. She still has the scar. Your skills must be off. Get someone else." The doctor slammed the chart down on the desk, his anger barely contained behind his mask. "I've been a doctor for 50 years. I can tell a missing kidney by touch," he said. "I'd stake my career on it. The patient has both kidneys. That scar you mentioned? Just from an appendectomy. If you don't believe me, I can run tests right now." His words hit like a hammer. Andre eyed Natalie suspiciously, but before he could speak, she turned pale, grabbing his hand. "This hospital is messed up. I want a transfer."

After that incident, he had traced the scar gently and said with so much guilt, "I owe you my life, Chelsea. From now on, my life belongs to you." I'd asked him, "This scar is so deep and ugly. Don’t you mind?" He had laughed and tapped my nose. "Why would I, silly?" However, later, when Jean first moved in and caught sight of me, she had screamed and covered her eyes. She had been hysterical and claimed that the scar on my neck had frightened her. Jason had immediately ordered me to put on a scarf to hide the scar. From then on, every time he saw my neck exposed, he would order me to put the scarf back on for fear of frightening Jean again.

I step inside and immediately freeze when I catch a dude as tall as Maddox raking me up and down. They are both walking mountains, but this guy's arms and hands are tattooed. Dark eyebrows lift guiltily when I catch him staring at me, and a slow-spreading smile takes over his lush lips. "Ah! You must be Michelle," the tattooed guy reaches out his hand for me to take. His expression is actually friendly, and there is a lowkey, husky Spanish accent. "I'm Jason, the mutt." Oh, he is referring to the phone call...

Kimberly Pov "Calm down." Hearing this familiar voice, I stop struggling to get out of their hold. "Brandon?" I ask, knowing it Jason's brother Brandon. He releases my arms one I stop fighting to get free. I turn around and watch as he walks over, turning the light on. When he turns back towards me and slowly pulls the hood off his head, I look at his face, that now holds four nasty scars that Jason put there. Seeing me staring at those scars, he slightly turns his head, looking away.

Jason is truly a gentleman because he is not looking at my exposed thigh rather he is more focused on my injury sometimes I think that's why moon goddess hasn't paired me with Jason instead she paired me with cruel ralph "It's okay caroline, sometimes we have to go through the pain," Jason said to me and I looked at him with tear-filled eyes "I have been going through pain since childhood and I have no idea when all the pain will vanish from my life, first my parents died and then my only brother Nicholas went missing and now I have a mate who hates me," I said to him and unintentionally tears slipped from my eyes

Marcus picks up his phone, “Hey Gideon, I’m going to take this. “Pointing to his phone. I nod, and Marcus goes outside to take his fake call. As soon as Marcus is outside, our friend in the dark blue hoodie pulls his hood down more and turns and walks down the street. As he was pulling his hoodie down, I saw a jagged scar on the back of his hand, very distinctive. “Marcus, did you see his right hand?” I mind-link him, still not trying to draw attention to ourselves. “Yeah, I saw it. That must have hurt like hell.” He walks back inside. We sit back down and wait for our pizza. “Do you catch his sent when you went outside?” still using mind-link.

Tears stained his cheeks. “Yes, it’s me. Please, I know you hated my people but know that I have nothing to do with them. They tried to kill me too. I tried to save Asher and Zara but they dragged me away. They tortured me.” He held out his arm that has an ugly burned scar around it. Eve’s gazed soften.