Scar The Lion King Novels & Stories

her dad states rather woodenly before walking further inside the house, leaving me feeling more apprehensive than ever about whether or not I’ll measure up to his expectations. Stacey comes back to my side, her long hair falling down in soft waves to her waist. She leads us into her house, where a little girl with messy curls runs up to us, smacking into our legs like an excited puppy with a big smile on her face. “Libby,” Stacey coos, bending down gracefully to pick her up, her long fingers gently lifting the child with ease.”RRoOOaArrR!" she replies as I arch a brow. Kids are weird. “She has been watching the lion king. She is obsessed with Scar.” Rhys adds as I smile at her. “Why?” I ask

~RAINBOW I remembered the way I burned as the fire licked at my skin. I could still hear the echoes of my screams. I was never supposed to be there that night. I could have waited for the fire brigade to come. But I had to save him. I could not let him die. My wolf had even tried warning me to stay away but I was too worried and stubborn to listen. I had been determined not to lose anyone else that night. Yet there were consequences for saving the one I loved. I was rewarded with scars. . .

I watched my twins’ drama live and reprimanded my little angel. “Scarlett, you are bullying your brother again. Very bad!” We walked towards the lift of the building, my gaze fell on my son’s red face, who was dragging two bags alone. Scarlett giggled and tugged his arm like a spoiled brat. “My brother is powerful like a lion, mommy.” Ashton’s obsession with the Lion King movie acted as a savior for Scarlett, her praise puffed his chest with pride. He wiped his sweaty forehead proudly. “Scarlett’s bag isn’t heavy, mommy.”

He gestured to his sweater and pajama trousers. "Didn't you watch The Lion King? Of course, you didn't, you were probably taking piano lessons and learning German, Scar is a lion, he's King Mufasa's brother, and he is a cruel, cunning animal. A predator, if I do say so myself. He killed his brother and wanted to take over the jungle but luckily Simba, King Mufasa's son became the king." I watched his reaction to see if he would be pissed at the nickname but he wasn't. Oddly, it seemed like the name pleased him.

Hayden commanded, Scar looked across the table and saw all the faces looking at him in mockery, Wade, Danielle, Alpha Otuoke, and every one of them generally. “His father sure was a great dancer,” Alpha Otuoke said, making the whole room break into animated laughter. “Don’t you dare mention my father you coward!” Scar barked, suddenly breaking free from the guards in a powerful surge of adrenalin and ran towards Alpha Otuoke. “He was a great man, greater than you will ever be!” Scar moved fast, breaking all pretenses by bringing to bear all the speed he had been hiding so far. He was faster than an Omega, but he had really misjudged himself as Alpha Otuoke appeared before him in a swoosh, st

"Zindagi sawar du.... Ik Nahi bahar du... Duniya hi badal du.. Mai to pyara sa chamatkar hu..." Scar couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her lips formed a wide smile on hearing this. She sang along with Lucas. Her favourite song. Her favourite childhood song. All the memories came back to her. "Mai kisi ka Sapna hu... Jo aaj ban chuka hu sach... Ab ye mera Sapna h ki sabke sapne sach Mai Karu ....." Lucas also remembered his time spent with her. He laughed a little on remembering how Scar made him watch all the Doraemon movies with her when she was feeling sad. And how he learnt the song to cheer her up whenever she felt low or tired and sad.

Leon said to the two who assisted Dalia with her evil plan. The silence was their answer for a while. The two refused to answer out of fear of him. They were bowing their head earlier, but not, it seemed like they were about to bury their own heads to their necks like how turtles do as they cower from anything. Only after someone elbowed one of them softly, they were able to snap from their frozen-like state.

Omar watched Mariam cry until she calmed down for a while with only occasional sniffing and silence settled in the room, it made everywhere look awkward and Omar didn't like awkward so he spoke up. "But then, I never knew you could fight so impressively." Omar changed the topic. The king laughed and Mariam blushed little, thankful for the change. "It was something I had to learn to do. Father insisted." She replied him with a soft smile. "And I am very glad I did. You have made me a proud father." King Jaan said and ruffled Mariam's hair which made her protest. The scene brought a memory to Omar's mind and he remembered Megan, on the day she had gone to the cave in the desert when his father

Scott sounded equally annoyed as he snapped, "Shirley never ceases to amaze me! I can't believe she'll even hide in such a dump to avoid us. The moment I see her, I'll—" The rest of his sentence died in his throat, and the expression on his face slowly froze. As Devin followed Scott's stunned gaze, his eyes fell on my memorial portrait. Then came Vanessa's hollow voice. "You're here to harvest Shirley's kidneys, aren't you? Well, both of her kidneys are in this tin."

A massive, endless ocean of predators was rushing through the snow toward our position, their armor glinting beneath the crimson sky. But it wasn’t the Council’s army. At the very front of the massive horde, running beneath the black and silver banner of the Shadow Ridge pack, was a giant, silver-furred Lycan wolf with a crescent scar across his eye. “Dominic...” I whispered, my voice shaking as my wolf shrank back in terror. “Who is that?” Dominic slowly stood up, stepping in front of me, his fists clenching so hard his freshly healed wounds burst open, spilling red blood into the white snow.