Live Action Lion King Scar Novels & Stories

"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.

Scar my wolf advised me “You're right Scar, let's focus on living here peacefully without getting caught, I don't want to think of what my life will look like if I ever get caught” “Let's live first and stop worrying apart unnecessary things, so tell me how do you see the Alpha, he's damn handsome right, have you seen the looks he gives you dont you think it's seductive?” “Scar?!” I almost yelled her name “It's time to leave I don't want you to give me the creepy thought and put me in trouble”

Scar cleared his throat and said, “Not sorry to break the reunion, but I have to say I did not expect you to have the brains to reach me. Here, I thought you were weak and pathetic, like your husband. Well, you are, but for a small amount of time, I thought you would leave him here.” I rolled my eyes and declared, “You are weak and pathetic, Scar, or should I say, Marcus Ricci?” Nicolas looked at him in shock, and I nodded my head. “Oh, haha, you finally found out my name.” “Yes, your tramp mother was more than willing to explain to us how you changed your name to Scar in order to fit the fake macho persona you’re attempting to portray. You don’t have much in your body anyways as the princes

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.

His hand really hurt. Leo turned, lowering his hand to his side. An action he instantly regreted as the throbbing and pain intensified. Grimacing, he tried to smile. "Mr. Kirby. this is unexpected." KK watched Leo. He saw the injury to Leo's hand and can tell immediately what's wrong with it, the obvious bruising and swelling a dead give-away. Signing, he walked around the desk, drawing closer to the injured lion. Leo watched him, wishing he could sit down, but he instead trips over his chair as he stepped back from the advancing KK.

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.