Scar Kills Simba Novels & Stories

I drink in the exact moment her world cracks open. “She had one of her henchmen, the one Scar recently killed...bite him when he was just a newborn…” “Wait…” Emerald’s voice slices through, shaking violently. Tears stream freely now from her eyes. “A henchman Scar recently killed? What do you mean?” “Oh, nothing much,” I say, almost bored. “He means Rattle. Scar killed him days ago. Along with a few others. The police were kind enough to inform us their bodies were taken to the morgue… courtesy of Scar and Luke Denvers.”

Tears are racing down my cheeks and I can't help but think, 'Scott, where are you when you're needed? Sabrina slaps me on my left cheek and immediately pulls the needle out of my arm, forcefully! The pain is unbearable. She then grabs a handfull of my hair and looks me dead in the eye. A death-ray glare that makes my heart skip a beat, and a cold shiver run down my spine, then she spits on my face and pushes me back on the bed. She picks up a surgical knife and cuts a part of my arm, right where the needle was and I let out a shrill cry.

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

"Could you give me a moment to rest? Do you believe I don't desire a Mate as well? However, do you know who our Mate is? Alpha Kian Santos is him. The scarred Alpha, the social outcast. Do you want us to be with him for the rest of our lives? I yelled as I turned off the water while banging on my tap. "He would kill us and bury us alive without caring. Mina, I don't want to die. We'll keep our pup safe and lead happy lives apart from him." I reassured her before encircling my body with a towel. I tried to come across as strong to Mina, but I was anything but. I also had him in mind. I imagined that I wouldn't be in the situation I was in if he were entirely a different guy. Things would have

The image of innocent lives being harmed by Scarlett's manipulations flashed before my eyes, igniting a fire within me. I met Shakira's gaze, determination shining in my eyes. "You're right," I said, my voice filled with newfound resolve. "I cannot ignore the suffering she will inflict upon others. I will face her and put an end to her reign of darkness." A small smile curved Shakira's lips as she nodded, her faith in me evident. "I believe in your strength, Ethan," she said, her voice filled with unwavering conviction. "But know that you are not alone in this. The werewolves in this realm are aware of the havoc Scarlett has wrought, and they are willing to stand with you."

“Let’s just go. Please. They are too strong.” All the men had the same tattoo on their necks. They are warriors of some pack, but this doesn't mean they can do whatever the hell they want! My blood boils. I have to keep it together. Just breathe, Scar. We get up to leave, but when I turn to make sure she’s behind me, my heart stops. One of those bastards has his filthy hands around her waist, tugging her back into his lap. Lilly struggles, her face twisted with fear.

But shortly after the surgery, Marcus stormed into the warrior hall with a group of pack members. Without a word, they pinned me to the ground. I was too weak from fighting the rogues to resist as they hacked off both my hands with silver blades. Marcus roared at me: "You heartless warrior! You belong in hell!" He accused me of deliberately delaying the rescue out of jealousy, causing Scarlett to die along with her unborn pup. I was stunned and immediately protested: "That's impossible! I saw her vital signs stabilize when we brought her back!" Marcus refused to listen to my explanation.

which looked like Roman numbers. "I know a criminal when I look at one Scar." She lowers her face to my level. Staring into my eyes. "And when I look at you?' I hold her stare to only have tears fill my eyes as she exhales the smoke at my face, smirking again. "I see a victim." And that's when she leaves, leaving me alone to my thoughts. I stare at her back, not able to understand much. Framed? But why? Who will do it? Was there someone else on the cliff other than us that night?

Sia was scared, I recognized the fear in her eyes when she turned to me but she was more surprised when I stood in front of her, baring my fangs at the barbarians. "Didn't we place the braces on all of their necks?" One of the Cannibals asked the other. "Dïm did the work, how would I know?" The other replied. Sia's hands reached out to touch me, her hands like electric surged through me and I attacked, tearing at one of them amidst his horrible scream. I was swift, quick and sharp. Sia stood rigid watching me fight the lunatics. Afterwards, she stood in shock watching me walk back towards her.

Once hit, the other party would be dead or badly injured. Days ago, he used this move to kill a guy. As he was in a daze, he had a feeling that something was wrong. He felt a cold wind blowing from his back and a long knife pierced through his body from behind. “I…” Scar’s eyes opened widely. He then knelt on the floor and fell down after he looked down at the knife. “Brother Scar!” “Oh my god! Brother Scar is so strong and…” “Impossible! Brother Scar actually died like this?!”