Scar Novels & Stories

No doubt they were rejoicing at her upcoming nuptials and were secretly elated she was to be married to a beast with all the finesse of a barnyard animal. By the glow of the dying coals in the furnace, Fallon made out his sleeping form. Souniro. Even his name sounded exotic. He was lying on his back, the blanket pulled down to his waist. He was every bit as muscular as she imagined him to be, and for a moment she contemplated mounting him right where he lay.

It has been four days, four days of hell for Roy. Kimberly has refused to see him or have anything to do with him, which saddens and upsets him at the same time, causing him to lash out his frustration on his pack members. He didn’t mean to do any of that, but he desperately needed somewhere to let out some steam as his wolf was slowly losing it. It so desperately wanted to go into Kimberly’s room to mark and claim her as his for days now, but Roy has been trying to contain his wolf’s yearning for its mate and it was beginning to take a toll on him.

> POV: Carrie I wаnt to scream, but nоthіng comes out. Aрrіl lооkѕ tеrrіfіеd, аnd rіghtlу ѕо, hеr аttасkеr іѕ hugе аnd he’s not alone. Thе hulkѕ аrе drеѕѕеd in blасk, wіеldіng dіrtу gunѕ. Hеr раlе сhееk hаѕ a dark grease mark whеrе he’s рrеѕѕіng thе wеароn. I know I nееd to do something but аll mу trаіnіng dоеѕn’t tоuсh thе sides оf thіѕ fеаr.

Strip°°° His voice came again but this time very Scary. T. B. C

And they prohibited most of the abilities that make me a demon from usage. I nickname the man Jerk, although my clairvoyance told me he is a regular human nicknamed Jackal. I don’t know what business he has with Scarlet, but she is allowing him to flip up her skirt under the covered table, which I can see from the table behind. His left-hand glides down her skirt and feels her bare bottom. She is wearing a lacy thong that matches her bra and while seeing the lace gives me a reaction; I am jealous that someone else, instead of me, has his dirty fingers touching her intimate parts.

Time to end this one way or another. ***

I see the shadow of whoever has dared come into my cave and without a second thought i lunge at them, as i lunge i get a familiar scent of wood and cherry, at first it shocks me but then it makes me angry that someones got the same scent as my Luke so without thinking i launch myself at them, they grab me mid air but i manage to swing my fist and catch them in the face, the growl they release urges me on "grrrrrrrrrr" and im hitting them as they try to speak but i don't give them a chance i dont want to listen to them "stop,wait,please"

He was trembling and on the verge of getting panic attack. Stopping the black Porsche just an inch away from him the driver gets out of the vehicle as if in a trance. "Come back to Tehran." He snarled on the face of Victor, his face purely white with an ugly black scar right on the middle of his forehead. He went to the switch board fixed to one of the pillars in the parking lot and put his finger into the socket. His body shook with passing electricity surprising Victor and he died on the spot.

You didn't do anything wrong" Fuck he's being scary. . .*

Greyhound, similar to a lost its doll support, delicately disintegrated to the ground. "How?" Furious Scar was out of nowhere so near Brian, that the last option might feel the foul breath breathed out from his mouth, "I think you have pursued a choice, right, Skipper Brian?"