Live Action Lion King Scar Novels & Stories

Lani muttered a thank you as he left to change himself. Scar sat on his bed patiently after he had finished tying his boots up. His army pants and plain black tee made him look like the soldier he once was. The bathroom door opened softly as little Lani walked out in her black shorts, fishnet stockings, Scar's large, grey tee tucked into the black denim and her boots. Her hair was now brushed with soft waves falling down the sides of her face whilst her many piercings shined under the light. Her skin was radiant without any makeup, Scar wondered what urged her to wear it.

She scoffs. “You can’t uninvite me.” Elara’s barely fazed. She closes her book, gets up, dusts her jeans, and flips her loose golden hair over her shoulder. She looks stunning today but her face is set in a sneer as she goes on, “I’m still a member of the Ironclaw pack, and with that comes the immediate invitation to attend the Jubilee. You’ve already done so many things to irk me, Scarlett, let’s not add this to the list.”

Afrah tried to laugh. "Well, he's not Idris Elba, neither is he Chris Hemsworth, but he's a close second." "How many times do I have to remind you that you don't have a shot with either of them? Both of them are major Hollywood actors, and one of them is an actual superhero." "I'll take my chances," she sighed dreamily as Afrah pulled over next to the restaurant. "Whatever," Afrah said. "Can you please go in there and get us a table? I need to make a phone call."

"My name is Scar. You are Alicia... also known as Daniella Smith." She scoffed. "You must be one of Lucas’s goons. Sent to scare me? You’re wasting your time. If you know what’s good for you, let me go while I’m still asking nicely. Trust me, you don’t want to see my venom." Scar nodded, rubbing his palms and clicking his tongue. "Bold. I like it. You have so much in common with your father; it seems like you stepped on a lion’s toes just like he did."

“From today onwards, Kieran is the new Luna of our pack and you will all treat her with the respect she deserves” One by one, I watched their heads bow in reverence. It was supposed to feel nice but it didn't. I ignored the holes that Sabrina was burning into my head. If I thought this was somewhat over, then clearly I was just being delusional.

The cheers this time were earsplitting. Dust swirled upwards as a lycan was thrown down on his back, a black bear pressing down on him. He reached up wildly to scour his claws down its face, resulting in an enraged roar. The bear stumbled away, stopping to release a ferocious roar. As it surged onward, a large lycan leapt forward and tackled it down to the ground, digging his claws into its back to rip out its spine. I recoiled. There was a standing ovation. Lycans lurched up to their feet, clapping loudly while chanting out their cheers.

he said, and my heart dropped because I hoped he would say he heard his wolf in his head before it came. "You mean Tiger didn't speak to you before he came?" I asked, and he shook his head. I felt my heart drop, and Lucian touched my hand gently. Lifting my palm, he placed it against his chest. "We love you, Scarlett, and we are willing to accept you without your wolf. It doesn't matter, really; you're our Luna." He said, and tears welled in my eyes because I could see he was telling me his truth; I could feel it.

I think they're plotting something. I was right. Ashton stretched his leg to block the walking girl's way. The girl had a plastic water bottle in hand. She stumbled and people looked at her and laughed. "Oh, sorry." Ashton laughingly apologized. He then, high fived Phantom. Jerks. I stood up and was about to help the poor girl when Landon got to help her first. So, I just sat back down and faced the guys in front of me. "That wasn't funny. You're bullying the poor girl." I told them

A burn of pain ripped through my face as she dragged the sharp tip of the scissors down the unscarred side of my face, engraving a thick line from my hairline down to my jaw. I screamed in pain as blood began to pour down my pain. "Rest in pieces, Renee" I lay there, feeling my life slip away, too drained to even cry. I may have lived my whole life with a horribly scarred face and been branded a monster, but that day, I realized that there were people worse than monsters.

The culprit was Carl who was laughing at her horrified state. "Carl!" she shrieked. "Dude, you scared me! I thought it was a shark or something!" She dabbed him with water. Looks like she fell into his shenanigans. "You can't be serious. A shark?! I'll have to let you know you're not in the States anymore, Annabelle. And, stop drinking coffee. That's two." He splashed some water back. "I don't always drink coffee." He continued to sprinkle some water. "What the heck?!" she laughed at his childish antics.