Scab Scar Knight Novels & Stories

"What ha- Then his eyes widened seeing his wounded mate. And what hurt him the most is, one ice spear was plunged in his chest. "Love?" Kaleb called out to him shakily. Kian removed it and his chest glows. The wound heals instantly. Kaleb tries to walks towards him, but Kian stopped him with his hand stretched out and it's engulfed with black flame. hHs eyes remained purple. The knights knew that he is mad. "Kian?" Vance called out to him.

She whimpered again. "Stay still while I untangle it" he instructed as he carefully worked on the hair, it was a bit difficult considering the uncomfortable position he was . She watched him work on the button and tried not to whine whenever he pulled her hair, she wanted to give him the credit since he was trying so hard not to hurt her. She watched as he frowned at the button , his chiseled face was like a sculpture, he had thick and roughly carved brows she felt like running her hands on them.

Like a rabid wolf, the Knight lashed out in wrath striking the venerable champion with his blade despite being made of flesh and bone. Kent’s blade was able to slice through the Xerroh-Adamantine armor as if it were a piece of paper the knights were slowly being torn through by their former leader as he fell into rage and madness as they tried to subdue him. The knights tried to restrain him with cables and restrict his movement with their halberds only to fail as the blade evolved from a sword into a double-bladed scythe slicing through the cables with great ease. Victor tried to pin him to the ground Kent threw his scythe towards the surrounding knights with a single punch. The Grand Archo

I got slightly jealous, what is wrong with me. Knight was clad in a red sport jersey with Red Rebels printed on the front, had packed his hair in a neat bun in the middle of his head, his facial features were more evident now. The strong curve of his jawline, his broad nose, high cheek bone, full lips, his red eyes were now more gorgeous now when there no strands of hair obstructing the view. Wow, this knight guy is just gorgeous, but I might soon be kicking things off with Jacob again, and he's already got a girlfriend.

Hudde and Godefray were badly wounded, and Ayla and Milton were healing them while the others were fighting undead knights. A loud bang echoed inside the temple. Moments later, one door opened, and a scorpionman—a creature with the face and torso of a man, while the other half was that of a scorpion—entered the chamber. In his hands, he held two curved swords. As he moved forward, his tail lifted, and he pointed the stinger straight at Rhobart. The clock on the wall indicated two in the morning.

“ What is this scar? “ Slowly, he grazed his fingers across the scar. Jeane gasped, instantly frigid by his touch. “ How did you get this scar? “ Jeane felt his sudden masculine energy, strong and heavy masking behind her. “ I got scratched by the doorknob, trying to get in. “ She lied. It was actually an injury she recovered from trying to get into the forest bunker on one occasion of fleeing from loan sharks. “ What kind of doorknob would scar you this way? “ As he touched her scar, his touch got heavier. Jeane just hoped that he hadn't discovered that she told a lie. “ Why did it heal into a burnt mark? “ “ That is how my skin works, one of the negative traits I inherited from my father.

I asked while looking around and ignoring the pain I feel all over my body. “It’s me, Knight. Don’t you remember or do you have a concussion because of the gunshots ?” He asked , his face looking all serious, concerned and handsome while he tried touching my head to check if I got inured there. He has a fierce and tanned look on his entire body , there is also a healed dangerous looking scar above his left eyes which made him look scary yet intriguing at the same time. Maybe he always wears a mask because he is trying to hide the scar . I want to ask him so many questions but our survival and mission to stay alive is top priority now, we will figure out other things later. I’m just glad that

My heart clenched as I watched him, the dark past of our tangled fate pressing against my chest. Suddenly, my eyes drifted to his arm, where some dark, jagged scars curled across his skin like a haunting tattoo. Those marks were from the ritual that nearly broke him to save us. The healer’s faint words from yesterday echoed in my mind, when I was still teetering on the edge of consciousness. “Your strength’s worn thin, Alpha Kieran. That ritual took more than we thought. It’s a miracle from the Moon Goddess that you all made it through.”

"No way! I saw her sell her kidneys. She still has the scar. Your skills must be off. Get someone else." The doctor slammed the chart down on the desk, his anger barely contained behind his mask. "I've been a doctor for 50 years. I can tell a missing kidney by touch," he said. "I'd stake my career on it. The patient has both kidneys. That scar you mentioned? Just from an appendectomy. If you don't believe me, I can run tests right now." His words hit like a hammer. Andre eyed Natalie suspiciously, but before he could speak, she turned pale, grabbing his hand. "This hospital is messed up. I want a transfer."

Even the home Nathan and I had shared as Luna and Alpha of the Moonbeam Pack couldn’t compare to this. A tight knot twisted in my stomach at the thought of Nathan. I pushed the memory of him aside, forcing myself to focus on the present. I followed the sound of voices down the hall and approached a large, open room; the heat of a conversation caught my attention. “You need to stop running from this, Favian!” An older man’s voice said, firm and impatient. “You are the Alpha of the Furbloom Pack. It’s time for you to take a mate.” I stopped in my tracks, my breath catching in my throat. The Furbloom Pack?