Scar Lion King Face Novels & Stories

Huh. Father, Sinclair had called the Lycan King. I'm looking between them, noting the differences and similarities. Lycan King Fenrir has moon-white hair with green eyes that indicate the royal line. Sinclair has none of that, but the facial structure and expressions... it's like watching two opposites mirror each other. The stoic demeanor, the chilling, piercing stare, the overconfident poise, and most of all, the arrogant strut of a man who knows he owns the place.

Three hefty-looking men rushed into the room and I slowly walked back to the wall. "Oh! It's you." A very familiar face scrunched his nose and chortled, I felt my stomach churn at this action and I cried even harder. "Jack?" I asked in a very meek tone, all my sass and courage went out the door, he's one of the pack warriors, he's as cruel as he looked, a large scar ran from his jaw to the base of his neck. "You remember, that's even much better." He widened his grin showing off his perfect razor teeth, his smile was almost reaching his eyes.

Pearl looked into his gazing eyes as she wondered if he wasn't going to pick her at once as his eyes were on her; she wondered if he recognized her and how he did if he really had recognized her. Just then, she felt a hot breath on her neck and a strong arm wrapped around her waist, someone was behind her, and that person made King Archer's facial expression change into a frown. *** I turned to see the king that had made King Archer frown; he looked so grumpy and scary but, at the same time, very handsome. He has a long obvious sword cut from his left ear down to his cheek; it left a really wicked scar on his face that showed how dangerous he might be.

The heel scratches her face, and now she looks at me angrily. "Oops sorry, I just scratched your fucking face... I'll fix it right away don't worry." "Aaaaaa" The snake returns to the charge and manages to hit me, but the blows she gets from me are definitely more painful. "Who the fuck are you." "A snake hater that's all." I change my appearance too, my hair melting with red hues at the ends. The wolf ears appear on my head and tail—the claws nice and sharp and the fangs nice and long.

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

My parents look at each other quizzically but when I look at Alpha Eric I can see him searching his soul, if he has any. “I went through a dangerous forest where I was attacked by a beast, the origin of the scar on my face. Some people call me Scarface because of this. They may be doing so to scorn me, but the scar is a constant reminder that I fought and conquered adversity.” This is aimed at Bernice and Tiffany. Jim walks away from his place next to Drake and goes towards where Josephine is seated. I hope that she won't raise any drama. “I am most thankful to the family who rescued me from the jaws of the beast and took care of me.” I can see Benjamin acknowledging.

Then, I watch Luca at alert. His pupils were dilated. I knew that happened when his wolf resurfaced. It was insanely impossible. Yet, I had to ask. “Who are you?” I asked immediately. An evil smirk replayed at his facial structures. It was so evident that this was not the Luca I knew. His forehead was abnormally shiny and veins were at the lower part of his eye. They also looked pale. “My name is Scar.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n I just thought I should update for you all. Don’t forget to leave a five-star review and comment your thoughts. *Winks*

His face wasn't scared but it was different, different from any face she had ever seen. The King's skin was dark, not as dark as hers though, his eyes were the same as she had always seen it through his golden mask, seductive brown, his nose was straight, pointed and firm. Now, here comes the difference. On both sides of his upper cheekbones, were scales, they looked like they were a part of that part of his skin. Also, something about his skin seemed to be glowing lightly. "You are not---" "Human?" She gulped, nodding. There had been many speculations about it, even to the point that sometimes she had convinced herself that he wasn't human, but actually finding out that it was true, put her

Old Lion King's aura clearly diminished. Faced with the Lion King in front of me, who was twice as big as myself, it could no longer display any majesty. Despite being unwilling, it left in disappointment. Elianna saw this Lion King, and her pupils suddenly narrowed in focus! "Aron!?" It was Aron! That iconic sideburns and especially beautiful face, she would never mistake it, it's Aron! Elianna said, "Do you remember, three years ago, when we saved a little lion on the highway?"

the maid replied fearfully before running to catch up with the rest of her team Prince Falkor was the eldest Prince of the Alpha King, tall and hairy. He loves to pack his hair up and tie it in ponytail, making his thick eyebrows more visible. His broad face accommodated all the beauties that was carved there, his lips were averagely thick and they spread wide whenever a smile appeared on them.