Scarface Novels & Stories

But I still wanted to see the face of the man just once before I surrendered to darkness. As if some power was listening to my wish, almost immediately. The person turns around to look at the enemies surrounding him. And that's when I see him. He can be in his 40's but looked to be in late 60's His face was unkept, with long beard and rough skin . Clothes torn and old, like he has not changed in ages. Traces of white hair could be seen in his brown locks ,which were long tied in a ponytail. Running his hand through his long hair, he takes a long sigh. Seeing the wolves.

Wearing a black cap, a black handkerchief around her cheeks, and black sunglasses that hid the deepest scar in her eyes, she can cause panic to anyone who'd find her. “Shanta... I am sure, it was you!” He cries in despair. “It's you that I saw. I’m not… crazy.” He pulls his hair and batters his head like it was a drum. “What they are saying is impossible. You're alive!” He screams dejectedly. Shanta's ears ring. His lamentations were enough for her to hear.

"Confused? Well I guess this will clear everything." Taking out a handkerchief from her pocket, she closes her eyes to remove the make up from her face. Making the lines of her scar to become visible. The press zooms in the cameras and gasp leaves everyone's lips.Their eyes almost coming out of their sockets. "This is my true self. This is who Vivian Lockwood is." There is silence for few minutes to only have the talks to begin. Is that a scar? It looks so ugly When did she got it?

All of a sudden some bikers came forward from behind them and drove past me as they were now surrounding me with their bikes, roaring the engine to scare me. "I didn't know that cats are this clever to play with those kinds of toys."The Scar face said all of a sudden, getting into the conversation. Oh, I forget he speaks. He looks good when he keeps his mouth shut because whenever he speaks up it doesn't help at all. In fact his voice and presence sucks up your confidence leaving you stammering. "That shouldn't bother you." I said looking direct in his eyes but when he raised his bruised eyebrow at me,I started to blink several times and quickly diverted my gaze away from him.

"But nobody saw me. They don't have proofs that's why I was released, there was not enough evidence "But don't you realized that this investigation will lead to uncover your involvement in the organization. You dumbass!!!" a third man intervene. he have a sinister look on his face having a scar running from the right side of his temple to the right side of his cheek . "Scarface!!!" they all shudder with fear in their voices. Scarface is one of the executor if the organization he is fearless, tough and merciless when it comes to killing his victims being a victim himself of summary execution and survived the organization hired h

The words ‘treat you well’ would have sounded most apt when presented to Scarlet, but I fathomed she wasn’t ready for them just yet. Before heading to the pizzeria nearby, we dropped by the neighbourhood cineplex to get our tickets. Then my jaw dropped. A man with cropped chestnut hair and a muscular demeanour strode about the exterior of the cineplex, flanked by two brunettes. The man in her dreams. Hanson. I staggered backwards, quickly helped up by Carla.

He turns and looks. “I’m pretty sure I saw him outside the packhouse when we left.” He links back. “Act like your phone is ringing and go outside to pick up the call.”I link Marcus as I’m still ordering our third pizza. Marcus picks up his phone, “Hey Gideon, I’m going to take this. “Pointing to his phone. I nod, and Marcus goes outside to take his fake call. As soon as Marcus is outside, our friend in the dark blue hoodie pulls his hood down more and turns and walks down the street. As he was pulling his hoodie down, I saw a jagged scar on the back of his hand, very distinctive.

As Scarface turned his head and stumbled upon Charlie, he was puzzled at first, and then suddenly, his expression had a drastic change! He was extremely shocked and quickly knelt on the floor! Before anyone could regain their composure, Scarface threw away the knife, started slapping himself, and cried, “Mr. Wade, I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you were here, I’m terribly sorry!” Charlie was taken aback by the sudden shift in reaction. “Do you know me?”