Lightning Bolt Scar Novels & Stories

As the bolt rapidly began descending toward them, Gerald commanded, “Dodge it!” Though the trio managed to avoid getting hit, everyone could feel the trembling ground the second the attack struck the earth…! Understanding how dangerous the area was, all three of them leaped toward the sky… Only to realize that there was a boundary surrounding the area! When colorful flames began shooting toward them from above, the trio expertly dodged them before attempting to ground themselves again… But to their shock, bolts of lightning simultaneously began flying out from the ground as well! As the onslaught of lighting and flames continued, Lyndon eventually felt some flames brush against his shoulder.

Her fingers curled into fists and blood was flowing from them. Suddenly the series of lightning bolts reduced to just one at random intervals. Lavana’s body was already swaying but she was determined to collapse. She opened her eyes and saw the lightning ball that was rotating fast. As it did so, a lightning bolt hit her and she grit her teeth. Her entire being was in so much pain. She felt that the pain of the transformation back at Ralton pack was not even worth mentioning.Breathing had become a hard task now.

“It makes you stronger, but it’s also your greatest weakness. I only have to kill one of you.” Without warning, a lightning bolt shot from the sky and hit between him and Ava. It didn’t hit him directly, but the force of it sent him flying back, knocking into Nyx as they smashed into the asphalt and scraped along the length of it. He could scent his blood and Ava’s. And the smell of their burning fur.

Chris mumbled closing his hands so his fingers tips touched, as if you were squeezing someone's mouth shut. Bastion unable to speak began to run away. Chris sighed as electricity began to crackle in his hand, he quickly thrust it out in Bastion's direction. A bolt of lightning lashed out hitting him in the back. MmmNNGG. Bastion went rigid and fell to the ground spasming he began to piss himself. The lightning bolt Chris just hit him with was a non lethal one but it hurt and had the effect's worse then a cattle prod.

He was going to chop his head off! A silent swift sound sliced through the air and Omar was hit on the shoulder by a bullet stopping him in his tracks. Another went into the left side of his abdomen, hitting his rib and he dropped down to his knees in pain, clutching his abdomen as another bullet whizzed just above his head, missing him by a hair's breath. Prince Aazim raised a hand for the shooting to stop. He stood up and smiled, picked up a sword and used it as a walking support till he got to where Omar kneeled. He placed the flat of the blade below Omar's chin and slowly brought his face up, the smirk on his face pained Omar.

“You said I could try anything. Is it a lie?” Archer’s turquoise eyes almost turned green with a turmoil, “No. But I’d suggest you slow down.” “OK.” The look in his eyes was unfamiliar, so Elena decided to accept his suggestion to avoid any danger. She embedded herself in his embrace with a hand climbing up his thick shoulder, and looked over it. There was a long scar on his back. “What is it?” She scratched the scar slightly with her nail. Archer closed his eyes, tasting the sweet pain. “A battle’s mark.”

I waited until the bolt was finished before I crafted it and molded it inside me. Pink lightning covered my skin. It pushed me off the ground, so I was standing facing him. I pointed my two swords directly at him. I released the powered lightning through my swords at him. He flew off his feet across the parking lot. He hung pinned to the side of the second story brick building. The pink lighting crawled across his skin as he screamed out.

Arnold and I stared in shock as the light dimmed, and the spot we marked her turned into a blue butterfly scar, the both of us exchanging a glance. “It can’t be true.” I muttered.

She looked out the window in surprise, her eyes gradually showing Shane's appearance from last night. Shane's eyes looked at her, he hid them very well, but from beginning to end, she always felt like she knew him, even if he was worried, he would still have some moves - small, habitual actions, just like Derek. Is there such a coincidence in this world? But why is there no scar on his body? Burns caused by the extremely corrosive substance S404 will leave scars, and the wounds are very difficult to completely erase.

But it’s enough. I reach out to grab a spool of black thread, my eyes falling on the exposed skin beneath the tape. My hand stops dead in mid-air. It’s a scar. But it isn't an injury from the pool, and it isn't a surgical mark. It is a brand. The scarred, raised flesh is shaped into a perfectly distinct, moon shaped crestent with three jagged, interlocking peaks that look like a mountain range, surrounded by a thick, circular border. It looks like it was burned into her skin with hot iron.