Scars Joker Novels & Stories

A flicker of fear crept over me. Scar was heavily built and almost as tall as Wraith; his eyes were blue, and his hair was a shock of white. He too was covered in scars, but the most gruesome was on his face. It seemed like someone had carved him open from the forehead down, only to restitch him back up. The Ironside Pack were on their feet now, cheering. I could finally understand why Rex thought of ‘Scar’ as a worthy opponent. He definitely looked the part. “Last calls for bets!” a man called out, and Rex motioned him over.

Soon, I thought. Suddenly, another guy came walking in with a Saints jacket on. He was holding a stack of papers. Joker nodded at him. "Thanks, Jaden." Joker said as he took the papers from him. "These are treaties that you will sign giving up all your rights to the girls and all rights of retaliation. You will sign these or we will torture you. It's that simple." Joker decreed. "I will never sign that!" I spat. Joker shrugged. "Then it's going to be a long night for you." he replied with a sickly smile.

“I'll teach you a lesson.” “Come on now, Xander.” Oliver's shouts were slowly morphing into laughter. “I was only messing with you.” “And I'm messing with you too.” I grinned, even though I wasn't sure he could see me. “ Since your idea of messing with me is riling me up with Kieran, then you'll just have to endure some pain.” “Look.” Oliver's laughter was uncontrollable now. “Look, I'm sorry. I was just joking. Have you forgotten im The joker?”

"She's a handful when she's drunk, sorry if she put her hands on you by mistake." The joker swallowed and shook his head. The skull face's grinning face contorted into a grotesque glare. He caught the Joker's cheeks in a death grip; the long sculpted fingers were also painted in skeletal bones. "You try to mess with something that's mine and I'll mince you into tiny little meat cubes and ship it to the nearest supermarket. Get it?" He nodded, and then the Skull face twisted his fingers and the joker yelped but of course, no one could hear him over the loud blast of music. The man scrambled away, I was pretty sure he would make a run for his car.

roared Caleb. I couldn't be bothered to respond to his nonsense. Jason handed me a bat. I took it and swung at Caleb's face without hesitation. He screamed, but I didn't stop. "This is for my mom." I followed up with a second hit on his abdomen, which made him curl into himself, only to get yanked straight by the man behind him. "This is for how blind I had been!" I put all my strength into the third hit. His jaw cracked. A bloody tooth flew out of his mouth.

I remembered the image I once saw when I was sixteen for my mission but ended up failing. It was...Lily "Can I have this dance, my lady?" A handsome voice caught my attention that stop me from staring at his tattoo. I put down the wine glass when a waiter pass and throw him my gaze. The man is wearing a pair of pants, white long sleeve polo, and a black mask, engraved with black expensive stones-- different from the formal wearing of men who are wearing a tux. My instinct told me to decline and turn around-- his aura's off and that tells me that there's something wrong about him, but at the same time, it's telling me to grab his hand and let him.

"This place is all girly and it nauseates me" I bursted into laughter at what he said, I just really like the fact that he manages to make me happy. He held my hand and took me out of the room taking me to his own room where I was before. We entered and he sat me on the bed, he walked towards his table and then came back holding a round white cream jar stuff. I stared at it. "Whats that?". "It can help you take away those marks on you and heal your scars". "Reece ..".

"It doesn’t matter. Men always have scars!" But Jocelyn was still sorry for him. "This scar is so deep that it’s unlikely to fade!" Looking into her eyes, which were full of sadness, he couldn't help giving a chuckle and hugging her. "It doesn’t matter. I’m delighted as long as both of us remember that the scar on my palm is the proof of my love for you!" Jocelyn glanced up at Skyler with red eyes, as she was moved.

His heart sank, though his face remained totally disinterested. Joker reappeared now and sure enough, he was grappling with someone. Warren couldn’t see who it was, since their head was covered with a black hood, but he knew it was a woman – and not just because of the long, slim figure. She was sobbing, sobbing wildly, and his stomach clenched at the thought that she may be hurt. He saw that her hands were bound together, so tight that he saw bloody marks and purple bruises on her wrists. The sight of that damage on her pale skin kicked him in the chest, for some reason, before he took command of himself again.