Scar Book Novels & Stories

After another long sip and another sigh, she held out her empty glass to Bree as she demanded, “More.” Bree shook her head. “I think you’ve had more than enough. Alex will have my head for all the sugar you’ve been consuming.” Scar stuck out her bottom lip as she said, “Please, you are my favourite.” “Hey, the other day you said I was your favourite when I let you have those chocolate chip cookies!” Kiara interrupted. Bree sighed. “Seriously, Scar. You lied to me that Kiara didn’t give you anything sweet to eat and I made you a whole new batch of muffins.”

Jackson wiped the dust from the pizza base on his jeans and focused on the laptop. “Are there books about the Bloodmoon pack I can look into?” Scarlett asked, She was never one for technology, she preferred to do her research in old school, with a notepad, highlighters, and books. Mikael nodded his head and vamped back and forth with a stack of 14 books. “Damn! I will help you with that.” Sasha offered, Scarlett gave her a grateful look with big eyes.

It was in an open circle in front of a huge tree trunk that was covered in vines shaped like hands reaching out hungrily toward them. Scar tried not to look around at the faces of the goblins gathered there, instead keeping her head high and staring straight ahead. She refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing her fear or her sadness. The gentle morning breeze carried the scent of flowers, and she breathed it in, trying to keep her heart from running out of her chest.

Something definitely happened, but why can't she remember? During the break, Scarlett didn't have lunch with her friends. She had gone to attend the book reading with her group. It was the only place that kept her sane. It was the only place she could be her nerdy self. "I will do the reading, Mr. Park." Scarlett said as she stood up. She picked up the book that was on her desk and flipped it open. "Now. Let's all open chapter one." It was a book about Alice in Wonderland. Scarlett had questioned why they would read a kid's book, but this one was filled with adventures, so she didn't mind.

Yet, almost three textbooks have already been disposed of in the corner, insightful but useless to Z’s situation. One rainy night, she came across a tattered book in the pile of books she ought to read. It was the first book the librarian gave her but owing to its old look and almost ruined cover, she neglected it and decided to have a look at those with an eye-catching cover. Now that she looked at it again, she felt a certain spark of magic twinkling from it. She traced the pattern embossed on the cover, thinking that it would have been better to see it freshly printed. From the stains and dirt blurring the illustration of an eye pierced by an arrow, she’d seen the words, ‘Scars: Magic Unk

Sometimes our arms rub but its not the same. After ten minutes or so, Parker takes out a book. Hannah flips a few pages and shakes her head. “That’s a bit advanced for me. Even Scarlett’s books had really big words,” she says, closing it. I peer over to see what she’s got. “The Royal Guard of The Moon Goddess.”

he said. Scarlett looked at Viggo cynically and moved her lips, "Since when?" "Shut up and go along with it," Viggo whispered. "Is that so? Well, it's a small world... Oh, by the way," Karina said, then turned around and took something out of her bag. Karina turned back and handed Scarlett a novel written by Scarlett titled "The Underworld of Werewolves," which had just been written by Scarlett. "Can I ask for your autograph? I've been looking forward to this moment, so I always carry your novel with me wherever I go," Karina requested.

Scarlett giggles, and I shoot her a look. “I fail to see how this counts as romantic, Scar. It’s quite creepy, to say the least,” Carla groans, taking a sip of her margarita. “Come on, it is kind of romantic though. Like a movie-style possessive alpha male character. It’s kinda hot,” Scar defends, and I wriggle my nose in disagreement. “I’m yet to fully understand that document. Too many clauses for a contract marriage. I could use your lawyer brain here, Nancy,” I growl.

Scar had simply told me things would get better, that this was not the end… I had our pup too… the only thing I had left of him… I broke into tears, rocking myself. How do you get over someone that you love so deeply that you simply take all their crap in your stride? There was a knock on the door, I knew it was Scarlett and Kiara by their scent. The door opened and they stepped inside, I looked at them, similar yet so different. Strong, beautiful women… Kiara was holding a tray of food, whilst Scarlett held three cans of fizzy. "The boys cooked... Some may not be edible… but some is actually really good." Scar said as Kiara placed the tray on the bed next to me.

And mrs cook was always happy to hand her a bowl of newly baked biscuits. Ann snacked on the biscuits while she enjoyed the scenery, the garden was the most peaceful place in the house other than the library. The sun was bright and fell lovingly on the flowers, making the scenery just as bright and colorful as a painting. She open her book, I mean Daphne book. Funny how Lord Richard had expected her to borrow and read his too. 'Lord Richard' she blushed at even the thought of his name.