Scar Kills Simba Novels & Stories

She crumbled down to the floor, dead. Mariam screamed in horror and bent down to scoop Parvina in her arms, the tears flooded down her cheeks as she held Parvina's head close to her chest and she cried in pain. Saadiya fell to the floor on her knees, she looked at Parvina's face in shock and in horror, the tiny hole in the middle of her forehead pooled out blood. Her hands shook when she reached out to hold Parvina's hand. She didn't want to believe what just happened.

I was still lying flat on my back, careful not to make any sudden movements. The two mountain lions sprung off in the opposite direction of the third party. With their movements I sprung up onto my feet in a crouching position facing the direction from which they ran. “Looks like you do need saving after all. Though you probably could’ve have taken them both depending how they planned to attack.” Tadeas’ husky voice was raw, primal, possessive. “I would rather die than be saved by you. How did you growl like that anyways?” I paused getting to my feet. “You know what! I don’t care.” I said enraged.

One of them stepped up to stop us, and I wondered if he was naïve or just simply stupid. He opened his mouth to say something, but then stood there frozen for about 5 seconds before the nice red formed on the middle of his forehead, and then he dropped languidly to the floor. I sent a quick glance at Scar who smirked, before focusing his attention on the fuckers who came charging at us. But their feet were not quicker than Scar’s bullet. In a matter of seconds, they were lying on the floor in the pool of their making, and thanks to the loud music and the sex, no one came to cause more trouble for us.

she croaked out, tears streaming down her face. "No, you did." Simon spoke from beside me; the stray tears that escaped his eyes did not go unnoticed by me. Then, in an instant, he grabbed her and clapped his mouth on her neck. I watched her eyes widen in fear and panic as he inserted his canines deep into her skin, willing his mark to fade and their bond to break.

he said, and my heart dropped because I hoped he would say he heard his wolf in his head before it came. "You mean Tiger didn't speak to you before he came?" I asked, and he shook his head. I felt my heart drop, and Lucian touched my hand gently. Lifting my palm, he placed it against his chest. "We love you, Scarlett, and we are willing to accept you without your wolf. It doesn't matter, really; you're our Luna." He said, and tears welled in my eyes because I could see he was telling me his truth; I could feel it.

The hurt wolves left themselves open, too slow for the alpha’s team, who sank their fangs into their necks and sent them flying across the jetty. When Scarface realized that he was the sole survivor, he released me with his hand up in the air, surrendering. I ran over to the big blue-black wolf and turned to face my oppressor. Sage shifts to his human naked form to grip the guy’s shoulder. He kicks him in both kneepits, flooring him on the knees. Then he grips the brown hairs on ScarFace's crown, roughly tilting his head back. “Take the mutt to the dungeon and deal with him there.” Heron commands through the mind-link, “I’m taking Mikayla home.”

As she clung to her friend, crimson staining her trembling hands, Swiftclaw's world was unraveling before his eyes. Swiftclaw's shock quickly gave way to a primal scream of "NO, NO, NO!" His voice cracked with desperation as he realized the gravity of his actions. The twisted plan he had set in motion had backfired in the most devastating way. His intentions to offer Scarlett as a sacrifice to some malevolent deity had gone horribly wrong, and the consequences were now upon him.

I gasped as I grunted and coughed. I kept begging him out of fear of what he might do but he just scoffed with disgust. "What a rat" he said and everyone laughed. "I, Lucas Culkin, reject you, Kieran Franklin as my mate" he said and surprised gasps erupted from the crowd. I screamed from the pain I felt in my chest as our mate bond broke and my wolf howled in my head as well. I gripped my chest from the pain I felt as he stared at me with that same disgust and kicked me in my ribs again.

And in that split second, time froze. Scar. He sprinted toward me, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and panic, a look I’d never seen before in all our years together, in all the years he had worked for me. He shoved me hard from where I was standing. What followed next was the loud sound of bullets. It ripped through Scar’s back, and when he tried to turn, another one hit in the chest. Three bullets hit him the back, and one to the chest. I spun around and shot the shooter dead before he could fire again. His body slumped to the floor in a pool of his own treachery. Pathetic bastard!

I snarled, grabbing him and throwing him to the ground. He rolled and sprang up, tackling me mid-shift. We hit the dirt hard, the breath knocked from my lungs. He straddled me, claws at my throat. “Admit it,” he hissed. “Your mother killed herself because of you!” My beast surged. I threw him off me with a roar, shifting fully this time, bones cracking as fur exploded across my skin. He followed instantly, his beast massive and furious, eyes blazing with hatred. We circled each other, snarling. I lost it and lunged.