Scarred: A Never After Novel Novels & Stories

『.*+ • ᴄʜᴀᴘ.ᴇɪɢʜᴛ• *+.』 ~THURSDAY, THE NEXT DAY Scarlett walked through the halls of the school on a cloudy sunny morning. She pulled up the forearm sleeve of her jacket, no wounds whatsoever. It was confusing her, she knew she had scratches. But maybe her concussions made it all feel real. And the Vampire that almost killed her? Maybe he wasn't real either. She was starting to believe her uncle and accept the reality. She should probably stop reading the Twilight novels.

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

Let your destiny pave way for you to to unite. Let your heart guide you to your only light.. . Yet, if still the darkness of her eyes veils the truth of light. I smile at this.... it was Vivian's selflessness.....she always tried to veil her pains...she never told me anything. Fighting her battles alone. But not after this...no more. Remember, Scars will always get visible, when all lights are off. So Sophie knew of Vivian's scar....was she talking about the scar on her face.......no it is too small...plus how did Soph knew that night that the wound will scar.

Aiden looks like he might be sick, while Jasper and Marcus both look pissed. I turn back to Zahra just as she stands up straight, and I finally see what they’re staring at. Her back is covered in angry red and white scars, crisscrossing into a horrible lattice over her skin. My stomach churns at the sight. I knew her father had hurt her, but this is the first time I’m seeing the damage with my own eyes. I watch the realization dawn in her expression, and the look on her face nearly breaks me. Stepping forward, I try to ease her anxiety, wanting to brush this off for her sake. “Hey, little one. It’s good to see you enjoying yourself after this morning. How are you feeling?”

Scarlett’s hand transformed, her nails turning into deadly claws. Before I could react, she dug them into my arm, ripping through my skin like a blade. I screamed in agony as fresh blood gushed from the deep gashes. The pain was unbearable. Was this how I was going to die? Tortured and humiliated in front of the entire pack? Half an hour. I had been suffering for half an hour. My body felt numb, the pain too overwhelming to process. And then— Scarlett suddenly stood up, stepping away from me. I was left lying there, broken, bleeding, barely able to breathe. She looked down at me with a satisfied smirk."Now, let’s end this once and for all," she said, her voice dripping with triumph. I barely

Please let me not have imagined that look, that scent, that pull that has never gone away no matter how hard I tried to bury it. My snout brushes warm skin and my stomach twists violently. I hesitate. Just for a second. Fear grips me hard enough that my paws feel unsteady, because once I see it, I cannot unsee it. Once I know, there is no taking it back. Either this shatters me or it holds me together, and I am suddenly terrified of both outcomes. I shove the shirt higher. And then I see it. The scar. Jagged and faded, pale against his ribs, old and unmistakable. A bullet wound that never healed right, twisted slightly like the memory of pain refused to fade completely. A mark burned into my

“You’re even more beautiful now that I’ve seen the real you. Never think otherwise.” I inspected the incision I made in my hand to create the blood bond and was surprised to find a small scar. It would be the first and last scar I would ever have on my vampire body—one that would never heal. Blood bond scars didn’t fade. Max would also have hers for life. I pressed my nose to her throat and grinned. She smelled of me, and she was mine forever.

I looked up at the stars, silently thanking the Moon Goddess. Then I looked back at my mate. My home. My forever. And together, hand in hand, we stepped into the future we had fought so hard to claim. END OF BOOK TWO!! BOOK THREE INTRODUCTION : TITLE : THE SCARRED LUNA AND HER THREE ALPHA MATES. BLURB: As Luna of the powerful Shadow Fang Pack, she endured years of ridicule for the scars that ruined her face. Hated by the very people she sacrificed everything to protect, she clung to one hope—her fated mate, the Alpha she loved.

She was swimming toward him now and B couldn’t figure out if he should be apologetic or put up his best macho facade. “I’m so so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you,” he repeated over and over as she approached. He met her at the edge of the boat, where she hoisted her dripping body up onto the deck and started dripping bright red blood on his white boat deck. She definitely didn’t have a case of butter face. Thank you, Zac Brown Band, thank you. Now if he could just manage to bandage her up and win her over, maybe he had a chance with this pleasant discovery of his.

Tears stained his cheeks. “Yes, it’s me. Please, I know you hated my people but know that I have nothing to do with them. They tried to kill me too. I tried to save Asher and Zara but they dragged me away. They tortured me.” He held out his arm that has an ugly burned scar around it. Eve’s gazed soften.