Kaido Scars Novels & Stories

Clara and following him were Ajay, Calvin, and Miles with a sword in hand. “King Raiden, if that’s who you are, we demand Shuntha’s head!” Yelled a bald, broad-shouldered, tattooed man. He had a flat wide nose and was missing his two canine teeth, any chance he had he would make any excuse to take off his shirt. His body was covered in tattoos and scars, his most prominent scars were along his forehead as if he was getting scalped. The next ran along his throat and finally one ran along the left side of his face cutting through his eye and lips. He was partially blind because of this, and his eye was almost white but it didn’t stop him from causing the most trouble.

"Only me?" Cesar nods his head absently. "Yes. Only you." He daucks his head and looks into the water, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth. "Mafi za a kyama, ina rantsuwa da scars. Kai ne ba ... kuma ina mamaki dalilin da ya sa haka shi ne." (Most would be disgusted by my scars. You are not…and I wonder why that is so.)

Tight—sharp and perfect like they were shaped by someone who knew exactly what temptation was. His short dark hair was damp and messy from the shower, and the way the water trickled down his torso made my mouth go dry. Dammit. I wanted more of him. Again—right now. He didn’t wear the mask anymore. I could see his full face now—the scars that marked his left side, and the perfection of the right. But to me? They weren’t even that bad. Not when he looked like this. Not when I could finally see all of him. I loved his scars just as much as I loved everything else.

“Well, he’s a force to reckon with obviously, to be honest. He rarely appears in public or any of the public pack events and many people are afraid of him. There’s this aura of power around him, you know? And that scar on his face… it’s from a battle, years ago,” I leaned in, trying not to show too much interest but my curiosity has been piqued now and I was dying to hear the rest of the story. I’d noticed Kai’s scar, of course – both he and his wolf had it. It was a jagged line that ran from his left temple to his jaw. It did nothing to diminish his handsomeness; if anything, it only added to his air of mystery and danger. “Well…” the girl hesitated “Some say, that he got the scar in a figh

working. I tried to resist but he started showing an unnatural amount of strength. Holding one of my paws messed up by balance, after all, I still wasn't used to this body. When he had a full grip on it, he pushed me to my surprise. I toppled over and lay flat on my back. It was going to be a struggle to get back on all fours again. Blade eventually gets up on both of his feet. He takes off his torn shirt which still has the claw marks on it. His chest is lean and defined with plump biceps and hard abs. The scratches I gave him earlier rested above his abs and they seemed to be healing themselves. As I struggled to get up, Blade came towards me and it seemed that with every step, his scars s

He wasn't even embarrassed that he was just stripped of his clothes; he was too tired for that. Aiden felt the bed dip as Thaddeus climbed in before pulling him against his chest. Aiden snuggled closer, burying his face in the Alpha's neck. Thaddeus leaned over Aiden and kissed the Omega's neck. His lips press against his mark, which was once perfect but is now nothing but a scar. Aiden thought it was funny how his scarred mark reacted. If anyone touches it, including himself, it hurts. But if Thaddeus touches it, it's soothing. It's almost like the damaged mark is calling to Thaddeus to fix it.

I guess that’s why I have my scar, a reminder of the fact that I’ll never be as strong as I need to be. As strong as I want to be. Maybe I deserve the scar…. I-i know I deserve my scar it’s all my fault. I… I need to search the body. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand, collected the supplies and got to my feet, stumbling backwards as my backpack settled on my shoulders.

Her clothes were torn and there were claw marks and bite wounds all over her, the worst of which was a claw mark that traveled from her left collarbone to her right hip. Luckily it didn’t appear too deep, and someone had soaked it with a herb poultice, as if to help it heal. " I will help you." Scar said as she muttered some words placing her hand on the wound , she looked at it but her chants weren't doing justice. She repeated again and again before Hazel told her to stop

This man almost doubled his muscle mass. His dark brown hair had subtle streaks of red throughout. His eyes were green with hints of gold. They were the most amazing things I had ever seen. Looking at him made my heart pound. His eyes were focused on mine as he held my gaze. The scar on the left side of his neck was faded, the sight of it enraged me. I didn’t know why I was so upset about him being hurt. I felt myself begin to get lost in his eyes when my mind snapped me out of it.

Like I have two dimples when I smile while Emily has two but one is not that deep. I have a small birthmark just above my navel, which Emily doesn't have. When I went out two days ago to meet up with Maddie at Starbucks, people were congratulating me on my wedding. I was too embarrassed to say I'm not the one getting married but my twin. Nobody will believe me, anyway. So I thanked them and smiled politely at them. At the mall, when we went shopping for wedding gifts, someone congratulated me, and I told him I wasn't the one he never believed me.