Scar Kills Simba Novels & Stories

My prey shrieked as my action stole his life. As I exited the tent, I licked the ruby deliciousness from my fur and came eye to eye with Simon and Connor. Hatred filled their expressions as they leaped onto me. Each grabbed a front paw with their teeth as they tried to bring me down to their four-legged heights. Simon had yet to join the pack bonds and was weaker than Connor as I tossed him like a ragdoll into the fire.

I gritted my teeth and asked him, "Did you kill them?" "I did it," Scar said with a nonchalant look on his face, as if he had killed not life but ten flowers and broken ten cups. In my earphone, Charles is shouting, "Selena has found the killer! Now! Go and save her! She must come back safely." Jake leaned over, lifted my chin, and said flirtatiously, "Are you here to avenge them?" I shook my head hard, trying to shake off Jack's bloody fingers. His long black nails ran across my skin like a worm. However, he was more excited because of my resistance. He turned to SCAR and said, "This b.itch has a temper!"

I squared off against Liam, our coordinated blows a deadly dance developed over years of warfare. Huge and prepared to rip us apart, a beast charged at us, jaws open. Moving together, Liam's blade sliced deep and I struck the beast in the spine, paralyzing it. It came crashing down in a heap, but more, a never ending stream of growling animals, continued. Sebastian's loud scream, which sounded like a battle cry, inspired our troops somewhere in the confusion. Whatever the expense, we had to continue. The puppies were looking to us. From Sebastian's point of view, as Scar's ambush developed, there was a strong smell of treachery and betrayal. For some sick grudge, these vicious beasts were te

Scar picked up the second middle finger, driving the dagger back in, deliberately slow to enhance the pain. “Good boy.” I appreciated Scar and finished the wine in the glass before straightening up. “Discard his body,” I said as Scar picked up a club and slammed it on Kilan's scalp knocking him out. The screams died down instantly. “Kilan…” a soft voice whispered behind me. I spun around only to see Daphne petrified with fear.

Frank chuckled. "You're quite the cocky brat, challenging me!" "No, I'd never!" Scar quickly threw his hands up, as Frank utterly terrified him. Frank, however, snorted and kicked a pebble by his foot. "Argh!" Scar screamed as he dropped to the ground. "What are you doing?!" Ifor turned pale right then. "Don't worry." Frank shrugged. "I won't dirty my hands—he's alive, but crippled. That's the lightest punishment he could ask for now."

Scar asked as he caressed his face with his index finger. "I'm going to make you feel the pain that she feels, after all, it's only fair," Scar spoke, not noticing that Vice had joined him and Jax. Grabbing a scalpel from the table beside the curled up man, Scar grabbed the mans face in a harsh grasp and began cutting intricate designs into his face. The blood trickled down his face as he tried to scream, though, no sound came out. Scar wanted to make the man suffer, he wanted to rip him into pieces, send him to the depths of hell. Moving the scalpel, Scar placed the blade into Myers' mouth and began cutting again. The man tried to cough as metallic liquid filled his mouth but Scar clamped h

Scott snaps, squaring his shoulders, "You kept me from what's mine. You sure as hell should have known that this would be coming." Simon glances down at his feet and smiles slightly. Looking back up at Scott, he flashes him his claws. "Oh no, big bad Alpha." Simon teases, "Seems like you've bored me." In a flash, Simon slices his claws through Scott's neck. Blood squirts out of the wound, splashing me with blood. A gurgled scream leaves his lips before he falls to the ground. Simon cocks his head to the side, gazing over at me. Taking a step toward me, he snickers, "You know you always did look good in red."

A strong wave of agony struck Scar, making him gasp and spurt blood; once, twice. “Young master!” Moses screamed and came to his side. Scar pushed him away in a sudden surge of strength. Simi was dead! “No! Simi, No!” Scare turned his face into the sky where a half-moon shone brightly. He suddenly burst out laughing and crying at the same time, maniacally, like a mad man. Simi was dead! They had finally taken everything from him, even the little happiness he had. Scar looked down at Simi’s broken, dead frame again and another wave of agony hit him, making him spurt blood once more. They had taken Simi. They had taken his unborn child.

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 stepped forward and kicked Marcus in the shoulder again, harder this time. "You're talking absolute bullshit!" His roar echoed across the cemetery, disturbing the ravens in nearby trees. "We all saw what kind of person Scarlett was!" "She couldn't lie if her life depended on it. She blushed when she tried to surprise you for your birthday!" "Damn it, you actually believed that lying bitch over your own mate?" Marcus lay on the ground, snot and tears streaming down his face. His breathing came in ragged gasps, like a wounded animal. "I... I felt so conflicted... Neil..."