Scab Scar Knight Novels & Stories

Damon said to another maid who went quickly to clothe Scar The nurse came in immediately with a bowl, leaves and other things to look after Scar who was now clothed . Damon unchained her and laid her on the ground for the nurse who did a few things and gave Scar a concoction. " she will wake up soon , she is a pure witch , I suggest you treat with caution." Nurse Abella said as she applied ointment to the bruises on Scars's body " a pure witch ?." Damon asked dumbfounded Never in his life did he know that existed, he wondered what that was and waited for Abella to respond again

Kalen answered in resignation, as he slightly rolled his eyes at his first’s shameful gesture. “Hugging me; do you think we are still squires? Shit at this rate you will never man up to become a real knight, such a waste. Hell, you won’t even find you a woman like this.” He muttered, with a stop being a kid expression on his face. After their brief emotional reunion, he finally removed the bandages from his body to see all his injuries already healed. Only the first deep cut that the commander gave him on his abdomen left him a scar, but he was not feeling any pain.

Not that I’m complaining; at least those assholes won’t be eye fucking her anymore. I get to my feet and follow her around the counter, realising with a groan that she’s pulled back her scent. Wait, what did she mean by ‘you’re welcome’? /“Are you that dense? Look at your wounds.”/ Knight’s voice echoes through my head again, grating me. I look down at my chest and see no scars, just dried blood; the areas I got hit with bullets were healing, and the wolfsbane had been burned out of my system.

Not that I’m complaining; at least those assholes won’t be eye fucking her anymore. I get to my feet and follow her around the counter, realising with a groan that she’s pulled back her scent. Wait, what did she mean by ‘you’re welcome’? /“Are you that dense? Look at your wounds.”/ Knight’s voice echoes through my head again, grating me. I look down at my chest and see no scars, just dried blood; the areas I got hit with bullets were healing, and the wolfsbane had been burned out of my system.

“I owe you.” “You owe me nothing, man,” Scars said in a husky voice. “Just an explanation, when you can.” Sam nodded, the shook Jinx’s mostly-clean hand. “It’s a doozy.” “Oh, I know.” Scars’s tone was even, but his blue eyes were blazing with suppressed anger. He knew that it was bad, whatever it was, and he knew that it involved that selfish, poisonous bitch-queen, Kathleen. He also knew that it was going to hurt both Sam and Cindy, and he was already furious about that, even before he knew what it was causing the hurt. “I’ll get the alligator pit ready.”

I say a bit louder and smile. I pull Nico in for a hug but stop as I notice my arms. I then look down at my thighs and then pull my shirt up to reveal my stomach. “What happened to all my scars?” They’re all gone. Even the burns. “The warlock Gibson is gifted. He has the ability to heal all your scars. They’re all gone.” I look at him in disbelief and walk into the bathroom to remove my shirt and look in the mirror. Nothing but a small circle on my shoulder.

was the only word that I managed to whispered when I saw branches of his thin black and blue veins popping out of his body, he was having this huge horrible looking scar which looked like a ancient tree, it was on his back from neck to all the way towards his waist. I gently moved my hand up and touched his scar when suddenly something moved inside it and a small red triangle inside a circle appeared right in between the tree trunk “Is it curable?” General Nolan questioned me, it was then I remember about reading about something like this scar and poison in one of book from castle library. “I think I know how to cure this” I said and subconscious touched my dragon pendant only to feel it mis

But that finally distracted her, as she asked him about the story behind all of them, especially the ones she found in delicate or weak areas. She looked up at him after he told her the story behind the scar on the side of his body. It was caused by a knife stabbing he took while scouting for the duke before he became a knight. “But you were alone. How did you get rescued?” she asked. It was a fairly big scar, which meant it had been a big wound. “I fainted and when I woke up, an old woman had cleaned up the wound and stitched me, and then pressed some cloths with potions of healing herbs to it. She let me stay with her for days until I can be safely brought back to the duke’s castle.”

But now , it was too late for regrets , they have nothing left with them . One of the knight pushed Sabrina from behind , while the other dragged her forward . The chain that was fastened around her hands , was in the hands of the Knight who dragged her , making her walk . Once they reached the centre of the palace ruling hall, the Knight standing behind Sabrina stabbed the back of his spear making her kneel . She fell right upon her knees , with a loud 'clank ' but Sabrina seemed immuned to pain , she was still gazing point blankly at Rogue , a wild look in her eyes as if she was a dying man and Rogue was her only beacon of hope .