Scar From Wuthering Waves Novels & Stories

He held his phone and watched the video all night long. The next morning, when he looked in the mirror, he saw a man who looked like a vagrant—unshaven, haggard, and lifeless. He stared at his own reflection and muttered bitterly, "You deserve this." … On the day of my wedding, all my college classmates showed up, including Tristan. At first, I was worried he would cause trouble again. I didn't want to be disturbed by him anymore. Even with my good temper, I couldn't stand being constantly tangled up in his drama.

"Renee Slutz! You made a total fool out of me!" Back on the racetrack, Vesper had been in his group. That day, his car got sabotaged and burst into flames mid-race. Vesper, just inches from the million-dollar finish line, ditched the race, spun around, and yanked him out—barely dodging death herself. Chin high, Vesper smirked. "Hey, I saved your life—pay me back someday!"

Ryan raised the chair in his hands, and with a swift motion, brought it down on me, his eyes cold as they met mine. I was paralyzed by the fear in my eyes, unable to move. "Ah!" The pain shot through me like a jolt of electricity, and I couldn't contain the blood-curdling scream that escaped my lips. My fingers were crushed instantly, mangled and bleeding, as I stared at them in disbelief. The physical pain, sharp and intense, barely compared to the crushing weight in my chest.

ALARIC She cried quietly in my arms, her small frame trembling against my chest. She powered off her phone and placed it on the bed before the tears came, silent, painful, and heavy. I didn’t think twice before pulling her closer. She didn’t resist. She simply leaned into me, her face pressed against my chest, trembling as though holding back everything she had buried for so long. I held her there, letting her cry. The sound of her quiet sobs filled the room, soft but sharp enough to cut through my chest. My wolf stirred deep within me, pacing restlessly.

Everything I do, every step I take, is all in a bid to make her smile; I need her, in a way I never thought I'd need someone ; My willpower must remain intact however; Never must I waver; Not even during those brief moments when she thinks I'm not looking, and I feel the hatred pouring off her in waves; Or when she cringes as I reach for her hand before deciding it's okay to trust me; It's not her fault though; I know that, and I love her for trying to make me feel loved; But I am scarred by her resentment; The curse I can never lift. "Having fun?"

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

Scarlett’s POV: I turned letting another big loud scream, but my eyes widened when I saw my friends laughing so hard at me...what the hell? I couldn't stand on my feet, I was shaking still terrified, I looked at Anthony who was holding his phone, he clicked on his phone, I heard the sound of the wolf coming from his phone, the one I heard minutes ago, I was still confused, till the realization hit me.

I just watched in horror as Scarlet removed the dagger from her shoulder wiping the blood on the dagger, on her shorts. Bones began breaking and soon Skylar was replaced by a big brown Wolf. I looked at scarlet's mom who had pride in her eyes. " You've got this Scarlet you can't let her beat you.." she yelled while I just stood there helplessly tears spilling out. Scarlet was busy cleaning the blood off the dagger not even looking at her opponent who was running at her full speed baring her teeth

My voice trembled as my eyes darted everywhere, searching my fading memories. My childhood… Was it slipping away from me? “I’ve met Damien before?” I whispered, halting in shock. “How do you even know this? And why are you acting so… human? You’re supposed to be my wolf—” “Are you accusing me because of Damien now?” Scar snapped “How else do you want me to behave, Scarlet? Dumb?” “Silence!” I barked. She went quiet instantly, though my chest heaved as my body betrayed me—heat pulsing low between my thighs, my heart racing faster.

And he and everyone he shares DNA with were going to rue the day he ever set his eyes on my woman, and what belongs to me. Besides, we had old scores to settle. Number one being Dark Woods. ~~~ SCAR POV *FLASHBACK* “Is this okay?” I whispered against her hot wet lips and got a small whimper in response. Her perfect body was molded and very languid in my hold and I could feel every inch of her against me. She’s fuckin’ beautiful. And I am gonna make her mine.