Scars Joker Novels & Stories

He said while making sure to emphasize very. "Okay, I will see just how good you are." I pointed out. Honestly all I want to know is how he got that scar on his brows and if he has more scars, I just want to make sure that he is not the same guy that he is reminding me off because if he is the same guy, then this job won't be pleasant for him at all. It will be a horrible nightmare and he will wish he never applied for a job here. "Definitely, you will see." He said confidently.

He can’t catch me. However, who am I to assume that I’m fastest than the Alpha? When I felt someone tightly grab my arm, my knees slowly weakened as well. “D-Don’t kill me.” The only words that escape my lips before I collapsed to the ground completely horrified at what he was about to do. “In what pack are you from?” My forehead creased when he asked that. He can’t recognize me. Oh, I forgot that my scars are gone and it’s still midnight, and the light of the moon was giving us vision.

The very effort of restraining himself was beginning to take a toll on his sanity. "You will suffer for what you've done," he said, staring down into the wicked eyes. "I will go to the ends of the earth to make sure that you pay for your sins. And if that fails, I will leave you in Allah's hands. His punishment will be more severe than any mortal form of punishment." "Go ahead," Yusuf said, his lips tugging up into a cynical grin. "The ball is in your court. It still won't change the fact that I've scarred her for life. And neither you nor anyone else on this planet can undo what has been done."

Lotus demanded and the question hit me hard. I released a shaky breath as I glared at him with furrowed brows. I wanted the poison out of my system badly. I could feel that I was not myself and my wolf had to constantly fight it. Whatever was inside of me was alive and I knew that it was slowly turning me into someone or something else. It was almost as if I was developing inner scars. The elimination of my physical scars was just a charade to hide the true scars that the poison was slowly giving me.

My parents look at each other quizzically but when I look at Alpha Eric I can see him searching his soul, if he has any. “I went through a dangerous forest where I was attacked by a beast, the origin of the scar on my face. Some people call me Scarface because of this. They may be doing so to scorn me, but the scar is a constant reminder that I fought and conquered adversity.” This is aimed at Bernice and Tiffany. Jim walks away from his place next to Drake and goes towards where Josephine is seated. I hope that she won't raise any drama. “I am most thankful to the family who rescued me from the jaws of the beast and took care of me.” I can see Benjamin acknowledging.

He was in shock, Only a few seconds had passed from the time Jate Woods made his first move to the time Scar crashed heavily to the floor. 'What the....What the hell was going on?' Jan Bobber gulped and stood where he was as if he was nailed to the floor. He couldn't move at all because he was in such shock. He knew very well how powerful Scar was. He was one of the three highly skilled fighters who worked for his father. How...how did he collapse so easily? 'Monster! A demon!' These were the words that popped up in Jan Bobber's brain to describe Jate Woods. Jate Woods was just a man wearing a bathrobe, but he was definitely a terrifying demon! Scar lay on the floor and couldn't fight back a

“I can’t judge her for that.” “Hell none of us could. You and I have been where she was… We have the damn scars to prove it.The difference is that we weren’t stuck there for five years.” Joker sighed. “Now, I’m a little crazy from my time and you’re a goddamn hard ass and that has been our lot in life. But her…. She seems to have gotten a double dose of both.”

“ Do you have any info on any of this ? “ I ask the beast. He shakes his head no with a grunt. Now that fucker the beast he was the one you sent when you wanted a message sent. He was brutal , sadistic; he takes great pleasure in making it slow, making it hurt. “ I know this is none of us , we would never be sloppy. I know none of my guys would do this behind my back “ I snap and hold my hand out for the joint off of Joker. He leans forward and gives it to me. I take a drag and blow it out , looking out the window I think of who could be wanting to set us up. Shit I could write a fucking novel that consists of nothing but names of enemies we had. Once again the door opens and the last of my

My mouth falls open. "We haven’t officially met; I’m Joker. I like to bite parts of people off and burn ‘em while they are alive, so it's easier to skin ‘em. Sometimes, I like to give ‘em adrenaline to keep ‘em awake while I cut ‘em open and pull out their insides. Which is ya choice?" he says matter-of-factly and grins, and I stare in shock. Ebony rolls her eyes as if this is totally fucking normal. It's not. Even Wesley is silenced. Joker seems totally unphased by the guns pointed at him.

He gives me the creeps, I don't think I can ever recover from what happened at that club. The way we were mistreated and the way some of us were killed like animals, this man is a monster. “Wh–how–what are you doing here?” I finally got my tongue back. He smiled again, sending shivers down my spine. The scar on his face makes him look like joker and its fucking scary. “I want you Malysh.” My heart plummeted to my stomach when he uttered those words. Is he here to kidnap me and sell me off again?