Live Action Lion King Scar Novels & Stories

she was really mad she didn't even want to look at me. "Hey lil scar are you really mad?" "i don't know dummy boy what do you think?" "well i think Scar looks like the beautiful princess from the movie Snow white" her face turned red i started giggling , this works every time. "Thanks Tony boy" she said with her eyes staring to the floor. "I have a surprise for you lil Scar" she immediately looked at me. "really??" "yep, do you want to go with me and mommy to watch a movie then we go to play?" I can see her smile grow on her face.my favorite smile.

Scar listens again and again, saying nothing, her face shifting through disgust, joy, horror, sadness, and finally relief. When I finish my monologue, I get up and start pacing, nervously awaiting my sentence. “Layla, my dear, sit down. You have no reason to feel guilty or afraid.” When I don’t react, Scar steps directly into my path and pulls me into a hug. Honestly, I hadn’t even noticed her until her touch brings me back into the present moment,my thoughts had spiraled too far back into the past. “It’s okay. I’m here. I’m protecting you. I promised you that.”

"He's running away," I tell Prince Edmund. " He will get Lost Prince " He sighs and looks down at me. "He's coming back. He will always come back. Have patience with him." Moments later, Scar returns, just as Prince Edmund had said. But what he carries in his mouth interests me more. As the pup nears me, I see the lifeless hare lying in his jaws. "He caught a hare," I whisper. Scar drops the dead animal at my feet. I cringe. Prince Edmund takes it and pats the wolf on his head. "I'll give this to the cooks tonight. You can eat it in

Leon said to the two who assisted Dalia with her evil plan. The silence was their answer for a while. The two refused to answer out of fear of him. They were bowing their head earlier, but not, it seemed like they were about to bury their own heads to their necks like how turtles do as they cower from anything. Only after someone elbowed one of them softly, they were able to snap from their frozen-like state.

After we said our vowels, the priest asked us to kiss, and the kiss was the best of my life. Not that I have had any, I'm not that good as Emily is, I just hope he doesn't find out I'm not Emily. The applauds and hooting from our friends and family broke up apart. Christian pecked me last on the lips before taking my hands and letting us face the crowd. Congratulations! We were congratulated here and there. People I barely new hug me. My parents are the happiest, but you could see the worry behind the smiles.

He's too young! 'Lamia,' I thought harshly but I didn't want to say her name any more then that. I looked back towards the door as I heard it slam open. The same men brought out 'CAL!' I felt concerned instantly as I recognized his one gold eye and the other green. Cal couldn't be missed for a mile away. He was already in his wolf form. There was an scar over his gold eye. Something told me he had trouble seeing from it. Cal's wolf form had red patches but was mostly black and white. "Lamia, that's my brother," I told her quickly. "That's Cal, you have to stop this," I urged her. She smirked under her mask.

Scott sounded equally annoyed as he snapped, "Shirley never ceases to amaze me! I can't believe she'll even hide in such a dump to avoid us. The moment I see her, I'll—" The rest of his sentence died in his throat, and the expression on his face slowly froze. As Devin followed Scott's stunned gaze, his eyes fell on my memorial portrait. Then came Vanessa's hollow voice. "You're here to harvest Shirley's kidneys, aren't you? Well, both of her kidneys are in this tin."

When I pull back, his eyes are closed. And when they open again, they’ve softened. The guard is gone. Recognition burns in his gaze now. Slowly, painfully, he shifts. His fur recedes. Bones crack and realign. His snout folds back into human form. The sound sickening and real. And then, Scar stands before me. Naked and silent. His eyes filled with sorrow. With pain he hasn’t even begun to process. “Your parents…” I say carefully. His gaze sharpens on me. “Luke and Primrose...they ran a DNA test. From your blood last night…”

His also dressed in black suit topped with a coat, equally dark shades and hat,they stood there their hands linked Scar turned her eyes scanning the guests her eyes covered by the shades, “Yes I'm back” Like the spell broke,gasps sounded around the hall,they all seemed shocked. She looked nothing like the sick girl they know online,she looked formidable, strong,a conqueror. Totally complimenting the man standing beside her. Cameras flashed,as headlines were updated. “and this is the only warning I'm giving,Lisa is dead the lady standing before you is Scar” She removed her hat and glasses, slowly with the grace of one who has all the time in the world, handing it over to a waiter who bowed wh

"Easy, kitty, I don't bite," the person laughed. I turned to the person and screamed again. The guy was freaking tall, flaming head and eyes with a scar, like the scar Mufasa's brother had but his was glowing lava. "Hey! Stop screaming!" He shouted. I continued screaming until he clamped his hand over mine, his hot hand! I jumped away from him, fanning my mouth. "Oh, I'm so sorry, didn't mean to… did I burn you?"