Scorch Marvel Novels & Stories

Marine said as she started to wail into the phone. “I don’t have to be,” Maverick replied as he hung up. He looked at Scar and raised his eyebrow. “Does that deserve some reward?” “I guess,” Scar said with a smile. She started to move closer to him as she rounded the desk. “You guess?” he replied with a slight chuckle. “That is what I said.” She said. “Now, the question is, what can I do to reward you.” “Do you need any help with making your choice?” he asked.

Scout (raising a dagger): “No. But it will stop the awakening.” He lunges. She stumbles back, slipping on the stone. Her hand scrapes along a jagged edge—blood blooms. Her crimson streaks spiral into the water. Ceres (gritting teeth): "Stop—!" Suddenly, the entire spring flares red. Steam hisses. Boiling bubbles rise. The scout falters—then screams as the water surges like molten lava. His armor glows. His skin peels. Within seconds, he's ash.

‘No, Scar! Don’t close your eyes!’ Ulva’s voice echoed urgently in Scarlett’s mind, causing her to groan in response to yet another punishing blow. She felt another hit, and her body burnt in pain. But then, a primal growl erupted from the depths of Scarlett’s being, signaling a profound shift within her. In a dramatic twist, her eyes burst open, ablaze with an orange inferno adorned with a silver sparkle. Like a fierce storm, she unleashed a rapid and calculated punch, feeling a satisfying connection before the air filled with a sharp grunt.

It was hard to see a new friend turned into a monster and felt even worse to have to bring her down. Did Marcy and Chad try to sedate me back in that hospital because they thought I would end up like Lisa? *** We made a pretty bad ass team working together. But we felt more dangers awaited us. “Nice work, guys,” Rick said. Daryl said, “It’s no coincidence that Scorch found us here.” “Why did Zirocco come out here instead of staying at the academy?” Eric asked. “Speaking of the friendly ghost computer guy, what happened to him?” Adrian asked.

Bell stated, her orbs becoming bright orange as with Merits. "So you have come to kill me? To finish off what the Executional couldn't?" Mariana let out a loud chuckle and shook her head as if feeling sorry for the Witches. "You should never have come here!" She growled, her eyes brightened even more, and the Scar on her head glowed even brighter. The Witches did not anticipate what happened next as a whirlwind of fire shot out of Mariana’s scar. The Witches barely had time to jump away as a ball of flames slammed onto their barrier destroying it to smithereens. The sudden attack shocked them enough that they lost their focus, and it was all Mariana needed.

Chapter 1: The "Scarred One" Amelie "I, Amelie Ashwood, reject you, Tate Cozad, as my mate. I REJECT YOU!" I screamed with the last of my energy. I took the silver blade dipped in my blood to my mate mark. The searing pain my body and my wolf felt was like my heart was being ripped from my chest while being hit by a bus. I guess not all new starts are bright and shiny. The physical pain was unbearable, but my mind was clear. "I did it. I'm free." I passed out naked, bloody, and alone but free; after ten years, I was free.

"Take it." One of the other men was already rifling through my jacket, pulling out my phone, my wallet. "Nice phone," he commented, scrolling through it. "Password?" "Go to hell." He shrugged and smashed it against my car's hood. The screen shattered, pieces of glass and metal scattering across the concrete. "Like I said," Scarface repeated, pocketing my watch. "Nothing personal. But stay away from things that don't belong to you." They climbed back into their sedan and drove off, leaving me standing in my driveway, bleeding from a dozen small cuts from the broken glass.

“And because I need something from you in return.” I blinked, caught off guard. “What do you mean?” Favian took a step closer, his eyes never leaving mine. “I’ll help you get revenge. I’ll help you become strong, powerful, and untouchable. But in return, you will act as my mate for three years.” I stared at him, stunned. His mate? I had just been rejected by my true mate, and now this mysterious, powerful Alpha was offering me a deal that could change everything. “I don’t understand,” I said, my voice trembling.

She grabbed my shoulders and twisted at the waist, scanning the grounds. “You’re right,” I gasped, struggling to breathe, “it doesn’t matter now. But Marla and my dad are injured in there somewhere. Leave me. You have to find them and help them.” “I can’t leave you,” she snarled. She was beautiful and deranged in that moment, her eyes wild and tragic, her face stained with blood and tears – tears shed over me. “I’m a lost cause, Scar.”