Sebastian Guy Battle Scars Novels & Stories

He said and I smiled. "Let's sleep together." He said and pulled me down on the bed. He covered us with the duvet. I was laying right on top of him. Does he like to sleep like a sandwich? My eyes went on his chest and I saw those scars again. I didn't pay much attention to them when I first saw him shirtless. "Sebastian, where did you get these scars from?" I asked. "Oh, it's a typical scar I got from an extra-strong enemy," He said and my eyes widened. Typical Scar? This one doesn't look typical at all.

Sure, I have the pack, but no one I can call my own… I button up the duvet cover, tossing it back on the bed before returning to the bathroom and remove my underwear, staring at my reflection in the mirror. A muscled body, with several thin scars running across my waist, left hip, legs and chest, decorating my body. I look at my arms which are covered in burns. They’re healed clear, no longer a darker red, but the melted flesh still shines and the pattern they made remains. A reminder of that battle against the Sublime… we were meant to work with Sebastian King… but he led us into a trap, setting off those poisonous explosions that killed many of us… It still angers me that only Zade was imp

They'd accidentally ended up in my suitcase when I left the city. I was about to knock on the bathroom door when I heard him groaning on the other side. "Are you okay?" I whispered. More groaning. Like he was trying to muffle it. I didn't have a choice but to force myself in. My eyes went wide and my mouth fell open. Sebastian was clutching his shoulder and blood was leaking through his fingers. My gaze traveled down to his broad back. I went pale when I saw the long scars. "What happened to you?"

Years of exile had honed my instincts to a razor’s edge. With a cry that tore through the heavy silence, I met his attack head-on, steel clashing against steel in a shower of sparks that lit the chamber like fireworks in a storm. The battle was a brutal dance—each strike a test of strength, skill, and willpower. Sebastian fought with a ferocity born from desperation, every blow driven by a lifetime of greed and hatred. But I fought with the fury of every broken promise, every shattered dream, every whisper of hope that had kept me alive.

As kelly just covered herself and her face up. " That guard, he keeps getting on my nerves. " Felix was about to go to fight him but Kelly held his hand shivering. " What are you doing to my competitor? " Sebastian turned back to human as his body was full of injuries from the battle, he was out of breath. " Your competitor is rude, he comes here to pry. " " My Queen, I won, There's no werewolf left awake on the battlefield but me, please allow me to serve you again. "

Sebastian was also stunned as he looked at the woman in front of him. Sabrina’s body was not covered, and her skin flushed a little red after the bath. Her short wet hair was messily scattered, and her palm-sized face was covered with water droplets and steam. Standing shivering before Sabastian in this way made her look helpless. Sebastian was not wearing much as well. He had a tall and strong figure with well-defined muscles, bronzed skin, broad shoulders, and narrow hips. His solid and steel-like right arm had two frightening scars, but it fully highlighted his masculine dominance and overbearing force.

Licking her lips she stroked lower, past his navel, tracing the crisp line of hair she found running down to the top of his jeans. "Victoria," he grated, his hands stilling her. "I can't take much more." She peered up at him in the dark, panting. She was so aroused just from touching him. "I like the way you feel." "Little female," he groaned. "You have so many scars." "They're from before I became fully immortal. Does it bother you?" "No, I like them," she admitted bashfully. He made a strangled sound in his throat. She trailed her finger over a scar that ran from his ribs to his stomach. Sebastian shuddered but didn't stop

"Hey, Rhys. So straight all the time. It will be easy for you from now on. We're not done yet. It looks like you won this battle, but the war has only just started. Walking forward, I clenched my hands together. "Unfortunately, Sebastian, you lost." Come back to the hole you came out of. Sebastian's eyes shone with a dangerous look as his smile got bigger. Is that what you think I lost? What a cute story. What's coming up is still beyond your comprehension.

Most warriors shake their heads, laughing, and I join them in the laughter. “This hurts. You are discriminating against me.” I say playfully. “I’ll give it a try," another warrior walks towards me. “Thank you. What’s your name?” “Sebastian,” he grins. “Okay, Sebastian, let’s do this.” I wait for him to attack, but he just keeps his fists up, waiting for me to make a move. I kick him on his chin while being careful not to inflict too much pain. “Okay, I’m done,” Sebastian grabs ice and places it on his chin. The other werewolves laugh. “I can’t fight her, cause I can’t see her moves,” Sebastian says defensively.