Scp Stories Novels & Stories

Sophie spoke coldly to the man, "Scott, what do you mean?" Scott smiled and said, "Sophie, I like you so much. Aren't you interested in me at all?" Hearing the conversation between the two, Lucas naturally understood. He thought that although Scott liked Sophie, Sophie didn't like him. However, to Lucas' surprise, Scott was actually a Gene Fighters at the Rank 2 of Earth King Ranked Realm, which was higher than Sophie’s and Cynthia's. "Scott, I've said what I should say. I hope you won't disturb me!"

I was Gavin Whitestone’s treasure for ten years. Then he abandoned me for another woman three times, and I finally saw the truth. I didn't love him anymore. I have three scars. Each one is named Gavin Whitestone. The first is just below my ribs, from a shootout two years ago. Sofia Bianchi ran out of a corner and took a bullet for Gavin. It hit her arm. Gavin sent every doctor in the city to her side, while I was left in a dark corner, pressing my hand to my stomach to keep myself from bleeding out from a piece of shrapnel.

- Caroline opened her eyes and gazed at the blue sky outside the VIP ward window. She couldn't shake off thoughts about what Paige had once disclosed to her. Paige had warned her that something was amiss with Scott. Vexed, Caroline pondered why she hadn't chosen to believe Paige. Despite firmly believing that Scott was a nice guy, the harsh reality cut her heart open. At the same time, she wondered what had gone wrong. She couldn't comprehend why Scott would treat her loved ones in such a manner. Suddenly, she recalled something Scott had mentioned. He had told her that his soul had been sacrificed to Eosphoros.

Chapter 31. Scar woke up early in the morning, she stretched and let out a small yawn. She sat up wondering how she got into bed because the last thing she remembered was sitting in Skye's car, she didn't remember anything after that. Her hand fell on her bedside table and she reached for her phone. Scar's phone immediately vibrated, and when she checked it she found a message from Skye. "Good morning Scar, I hope you selected well." it read as a smile crept up Scar's face.

Under the map, more details scrolled: HAZARD CLASSES: – PHYSICAL: SPIKE BARRIERS, COLLAPSING FLOORS, SHATTER EVENTS – ORGANIC: PREDATORY SPAWNS, HUNGER MOBS – ENVIRONMENTAL: LIGHT FAILURES, INK FOG PATCHES SCORING BONUSES: – CLOSE CALLS – COOPERATIVE SAVES – SPECTACULAR KILLS – CREATIVE ROUTE UTILIZATION Above us, a disembodied camera orb drifted into place, lens iris contracting as it focused. Another joined it. And another, until there were five of them hovering in a semi‑circle, blinking red status lights like they were eager.

“Whatever.” Andrea waved her objections away. “It worked. Two: So far as we know, only Haunt can detect the charmer. So we ask Scy if there is any other way he can think of, then see if he has any records from his predecessor that might indicate human/Haunt crosses in your midst.” Leo sat up. “That’s not possible!” Andrea placed a hand on her stomach. “Is. Scy did say it was rare for your women to have hard labors, seemed to think it a strong indicator of rape, maybe by Haunt. Cases of pre-labor sickness could give a strong clue.”

He started patting my back gently and I soon relaxed into his hold. I breathed in his scent and it sort of calmed my raging and turbulent soul. All the confusion I felt earlier began to dissipate and I leaned into his hold. "Nathan?" I called against his chest. "Yes, my Luna," he answered. "I thought getting healed from the scars on my body was going to put an end to my problems," I began. Nathan moved his hands into my hair and began to play with it by running his fingers through it. "I had no idea that the scars only changed their original position. . ." I trailed. "From my skin to my soul," I muttered. "And every day, it gets worse. . ." I went on.

scar. "I got this that very same night everything happened from a rogue attack. There were at least eight of them. I almost died." "And why are you telling me? Am I supposed to care?" "I thought it was the goddess’s way of getting back at me…I-I thought I was being punished...but I think it was her way of leading me straight back to you.” His hand drifted to the wound on his neck, finger gentle gliding down the length of it. “It might not matter to you now, but I didn't finish the ceremony, I couldn't mark Katya or have her mark me…hell, I couldn’t even look at her.”

I said with kindness to my voice, placing my other hand over our already connected hands. I meant it. I want Scarlett to know that she can talk to me about whatever she wants. But I don’t want to tell her too much about my past, and I don’t even know if I want to tell her anything as it will one hundred per cent scare her off. No one wants to be with someone who brings trouble with them, a dangerous kind of trouble. “Maybe we could spend some more time getting to know each other?” She said her face was lighting up with a slight side smile.