Novel & Cerita King Of Scars Series

I still hadn’t caught her name. “Son, you know what I mean. Look at all these scars. Is it too much to ask for you to think of your mother’s safety? If not my own? I have nearly died to often at the hands of the humans. This can only end in tragedy.” Titus argued with Tadeas. “Son? Father? What am I missing here?” I questioned turning around to Tadeas. “Believing something is easier when you see it first-hand. My mother, Elizabeth.” He pointed to the blue dragon as she bowed her head slightly. “My father Titus.” Tadeas’ voice was more reluctant as he raised his arm towards his father.

The scar is a container and a protective space where the memory can be stored and endured privately. The causes of scars remain in storage in the body and the mind, and sometimes can shape actions for a person’s entire life. That's what Beneath The Scars is going to talk about . It's going to talk about how to never give up without a fight. W A R N I N G The book contains scenes of self-harm, mentions of abuse and suicide, themes of grief and depression, and sexual content towards the first half of the book . Readers are requested to proceed with caution. Please skip if you see any scene that you may find triggering.

Then the black tee. Elena watched, mesmerized. Without the suit or the hoodie, the full extent of his ink was visible. A massive vulture was tattooed across his back, its wings stretching to his shoulders. Scars—some from blades, some from bullets—marred his bronze skin like a map of a violent life. "You're staring again, sweetheart," Julian said, stepping toward her. He looked like a pagan god of war. "I've never seen so much of you," she whispered.

But a scar on the neck was so vague and common. A lot of Alpha’s acquired scars from battle, especially on the neck since it's a lethal weak spot for werewolves. She knew pointing him out would be just as hard as telling a tamaskan different from a wolf. But she had to find him. She couldn't abort this part of the mission no matter how bad she wanted to. According to the goddess, this alpha was the only one who could save her from herself. She got a glimpse of it 2 nights ago. It felt like she was going to die when the heat spread all throughout her.

Aiden looks like he might be sick, while Jasper and Marcus both look pissed. I turn back to Zahra just as she stands up straight, and I finally see what they’re staring at. Her back is covered in angry red and white scars, crisscrossing into a horrible lattice over her skin. My stomach churns at the sight. I knew her father had hurt her, but this is the first time I’m seeing the damage with my own eyes. I watch the realization dawn in her expression, and the look on her face nearly breaks me. Stepping forward, I try to ease her anxiety, wanting to brush this off for her sake. “Hey, little one. It’s good to see you enjoying yourself after this morning. How are you feeling?”

I said as I led her back into Kieran’s chambers. “Scar,” I called my lost loyal guard. “Yes my king,” the big black wolf with a scar on the left side of his face answered. “Call off the search if nothing is found in the next one hour, take Akira back to my private chambers. Ensure she gets enough rest and she eats. No one is allowed to meet her or talk to her without my permission.” I ordered. “Yes my king…” Scar replied. “Where to brother?” Keiran asked, getting up from the couch.

The Lord’s hands were up to the elbows in blood, and the entire perimeter of the floor of the room was covered with scarlet liquid. Vladyka did not immediately realize that he was no longer alone. A faint splash distracted the king's attention. Frozen for a moment, Vragenn turned sharply and met his gaze with bottomless, dark eyes without pupils. They reminded him of the night sky during the new moon. The pale face was hidden by short, uneven strands of black hair.

The Adversary Dark Prince (POV) When people notice the jagged scar on my arm, their eyes often widen with worry, and they jump to conclusions that are far from the truth. It's a common reaction, especially in a world where scars usually hint at pain or violence. But this scar tells a different story—it's not a sign of suffering; it's a symbol of something beautiful and meaningful in my life. Each curve and line of the scar represents resilience and a deep bond that has lasted through challenges, showing that not all scars are reminders of hurt. Instead, it reminds me of love and the strength I've gained along my journey.

PROLOGUE In the second book of this thrilling supernatural series, our heroine Scarlette finds herself in a dangerous new situation. No longer a goddess, she's now a powerful seer, and she's mated to the vampire king, Gabriel. But Gabriel's clan is not happy with their king's choice of mate. They demand that he either turn Scarlette or reject her, or they will kill her and demand a new vampire queen. With tensions running high and danger lurking around every corner, Scarlette and Gabriel must navigate the treacherous waters of vampire politics and fight for their love. Will they be able to overcome the odds and prove that love conquers all, or will their enemies tear them apart? Find out in

After shooting his arm, the other six men got up and wanted to attack and protect Zion, but then the Black Scorpions who were with Shawn opened fire on them, and they all died. When Zion saw that all his men were dead, he glared at Shawn with so much anger, while his arm was bleeding. "I'm going to ask you one last time, where is Queen?" "Queen.....I.....I gave her to Maka." "What the fuck is going on here, who the hell is Maka?" Shawn asked. Zion said, "Maka is... He's the king of this jungle." "The king of this jungle, huh? And what does he want with Queen?"