Precious Scars Destiny 2 Novels & Stories

Scars already marking his skin knowing silver affects wolf very much. “Your friend is stupid, Eve. She thinks that she can take you from me. No one, I repeat, no one will take you from me. You’re mine and only mine.” Eve felt her whole world darkens when she felt a strong whiff of wind as a large axe had been slam next to her. Eve knew what was cut but she couldn’t, she didn’t want to believe it but she had to see it. Her body shivers as she turns. A pain so unbearable, emotion so deep with guilt and anguish just burst from her chest. She started screaming like a woman possessed seeing Ariadne’s lifeless eyes looking back at her like Damien. Her head is separated from her body and Vlad was k

I knew Baby, you are my destiny You and I were meant to be With all my heart and soul I give my love to have and hold And as far as I can see You were always meant to be my destiny I wanted someone like you Someone that I could hold on to And give my love to have and soul And as far as I can see You were always meant to be my destiny Maybe all we need is just a little faith Cause baby I believe that love will find a way Baby, you are my destiny You and I were meant to be With all my heart and soul I give my love to have and hold And as far as I can see From now until eternity You were always meant to be My destiny You're my destiny During his journey going home, he cherished the moments he h

Scarlett’s hand transformed, her nails turning into deadly claws. Before I could react, she dug them into my arm, ripping through my skin like a blade. I screamed in agony as fresh blood gushed from the deep gashes. The pain was unbearable. Was this how I was going to die? Tortured and humiliated in front of the entire pack? Half an hour. I had been suffering for half an hour. My body felt numb, the pain too overwhelming to process. And then— Scarlett suddenly stood up, stepping away from me. I was left lying there, broken, bleeding, barely able to breathe. She looked down at me with a satisfied smirk."Now, let’s end this once and for all," she said, her voice dripping with triumph. I barely

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.

Some intentional stray strands dangled and framed my cheeks. Everything looked so classy. Diamond stones adorned my ears and neck, and they caught the light every now and then. They were a gift from Xander, and I hadn't stopped staring at them since I wore them. I admired my new look in the mirror and I was very impressed. The girl helped me put my dress on and I turned back to the mirror almost immediately. I took a solid step back. Oh goddess.

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 squeezed my hand under the table, and gulped as all eyes fell on me. “She cannot be your mate.” Zadekiah’s hand froze. He darted his gaze towards me. A primal rage made the space shift. Once I could see the way his eyes darkened as dim light signalling his wolf shimmering before he scoffed. “What belongs to me — others will not touch.” “Your Highness, she is the second daughter from the Moonshade Pack. Taking his daughter from the pack is disrespectful to the state. The Henrics are very loyal….”

The only people missing were Dux and Drake Keeler and Briley Cross: she’d had the babies four days before, so travel was out for them. And then Scars turned around to look at her too, and suddenly all of her attention was on him: everyone else just disappeared as she met his gaze. Those eyes blazed out of his hard, scarred face and they held her whole and complete; they always had. For about the millionth time, she mused at those little patches of perfect blue in a heart-achingly damaged face, and she realized that his eyes were the exact color of the horizon over the mountains. It was like a piece of sky had just fallen to earth, and landed on Scars’ face, as bright and beautiful as the vie

“I'm sorry for not protecting you then,I'm sorry but no one would hurt you again,I swear on my word,and those who hurt you I'll find them and end them” He promised his gaze holding hers seriously. “And your scars they give you a sexy do not mess with me look” He added , tracing a thumb over her chin, tracing the scar. He placed a kiss on her forehead,then her nose, cheeks, before slowly kissing the scar. “What are you doing” She asked breathlessly. “Kissing your scars ,I'm gonna kiss them till they fade from your memories” He kissed the scar on her eyebrow,her breath hitched as his hands moved over her breasts rubbing it slowly through the light night wear.

" She... She re-opened dad's case? Why? Isn't she the one who told me that I should stop fighting against that invisible enemy of us? Why would she... Do this?" I stood up even if I feel like I would fall in any moment. I accidentally passed by a mirror and saw my scar. The memories that I buried six feet under the ground starts to flash like a flood. The screams in pain, the culprit's laugh, dad's cry in pain, our maids' shouts, and my cries. God, I need to stop this again. If this kept on flashing back, I'll lost myself again. And I don't want that to happen.