Scab Scar Knight Novels & Stories

"Was that the reason why you left me alone last night? Do you have a girlfriend here or something? " "What? Hell no! I don’t do girlfriends! " "Then what are those!? Those are scratches, Knight! Where did that come from? From an animal? Then that must be a wild one, huh? " I said sarcastically. He shut his eyes and clenched his hands like he was controlling himself. When he opened his eyes, they turned soft and ready to pacify me. "No. And yes, these scratches came from a wild animal. " He gave emphasis to the last words.

Josephine has seen his eye color change from green to red and later back to normal, but this time, it was switching continuously from green to red and she didn’t think it was normal. Lucas closed his eyes and hung his head back and Josephine could see how his chest pushed out a bit and there, she saw his tattoo which was at the left side of his chest. She raised her eyes up to see his head still hung back and she moved a bit closer to him to have a proper view at his tattoo. On a closer look, she saw that it was the tattoo of a woman. She looked beautiful, but what Josephine found odd was that she had scars on her face. Or wait...it was Lucas scars. A small frown appeared on her forehead and

She trailed her fingertip over the raised skin in the shape of a sword that sat over my other scars on the left side of my chest. “That is the mark of the Queen’s Knights. There are four of us and we all bare that mark. It formed when our Queen bonded with her mate. We are her most trusted men and protectors of not just her but the kingdom and the people.” I smiled thinking of my fellow brothers.

Kyle fell on the ground with blood oozing from his throat. I looked at Skylar who was having trouble as our father had Scarlett's tail in his mouth. I went to them and slashed the muscles of his back legs. He roared loudly in pain and Scarlett pulled her tail away. He turned around to attack me but Scarlett's right paw went through his chest. His heart fell on the ground. I stood up and smashed his heart right in front of his eyes before his soul flew down to hell, where he belonged. We both shifted back into our human form.

he grinned wickedly. Grayson, known to many as 'Boss Scar,' seethed with resentment, his anger fueled by the reminder that Orion alone was responsible for the scar etched into his face. Orion discarded his firearm, brandishing a knife from his pocket as the man threw Erin against the wall. The clash between Orion and Boss Scar erupted into a brutal melee. They exchanged blows, kicks, and knife slashes, crimson blood streams marking their flesh. Steel met flesh as the knife tore into Orion's skin, mirroring the wounds inflicted upon Boss Scar. Erin stood frozen, her trembling hands clutching the gun she had picked up, unsure how to wield it.

was a mass of writhing snakes. Her skin was a stony, greyish-white, covered in fine cracks, as if it might crumble at any moment. The second figure was even more terrifying. It was a knight, stitched together from the parts of different people. Rusted armor barely covered the seams, and heavy chains hung from his body, clanking horribly with every step. The live comments, which had gone quiet over my relationship with Damien, lit up again. [HOLY CRAP! It's Medusa and a Stitched Abomination!]

Making a turn, my gaze caught on my reflection in a silverware tray and the feeling of disgust also settled within me. The girl staring back had a terrible scar running from the left side of her forehead down her half open nose, half missing lips to the right side of her jawline. Although she could see fairly well, one of her eyes was misty like a dull cloud on a boring day while the other was a vibrant forest green. I was a deformed girl. A freakshow that had no business being at the Luna Queen’s birthday party. Especially, since she hates my family with a passion. “Are you having fun?”

"No, I don't think he needs anyone else as his partner, nor do I think you are any less deserving of him. Did you know Lexie, that not too long ago, scars were highly prized in our community?" I just blinked at him, and fortunately enough, he continued without waiting for my answer. "Scars are not just a sign of a life well- lived, but one's scars show that this person is a survivor. That they are stronger than whatever life could throw at them. So don't you ever think that the scars you carry because of your past make you any less worthy, instead, they indicate that you should be celebrated even more!

“Vernon acts more loudly, but you never know when he’ll attack, and Carter Knight is quieter than his grandfathers and wiser than previous generations; They taught Carter how to be a knight at a young age.” They nodded, their master knowing more than the two of them. “What about Scarlett Knight?” “Shouldn’t she take over her grandfather’s throne?” Their boss laughed. “The former lady of the Knights chose a Scarlett Knight because she had the hidden courage to face her enemies alone,” the old man said, looking at his two pawns. “Be more careful around her; you don’t even know how to enrage her.” The elderly man examined his computer monitor. “For now, don’t take your gaze away from the chairp

Scar is seated on the bed operating a laptop,she looked up to the man beside her tall and well built,his eyes deep like eyes that held many secrets and knows maybe too much. “Marcus,that works well in our favor, you'll upload the video,my health report,the scan results and everything related to my failing health on my official page when I step out,let's use their delusion against them” She scoffed reading comments under a post bashing her. “Karma,they say karma caught me,that bitch karma is scared of me” He slowly unbottoned his shirt revealing a tattoo covering his chest and stomach,an eagle holding a snake with it's claws,he got into the bathtub slowly.