Sebastian Guy Battle Scars Novels & Stories

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.

"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.

Tears stained his cheeks. “Yes, it’s me. Please, I know you hated my people but know that I have nothing to do with them. They tried to kill me too. I tried to save Asher and Zara but they dragged me away. They tortured me.” He held out his arm that has an ugly burned scar around it. Eve’s gazed soften.

He had just removed his shirt. The muscles across his back were strong and defined. But that wasn’t what made my breath catch. Scars. Several thin scars ran across his shoulder and down his side. Not small ones. Old ones. Deep ones. The kind that didn’t come from accidents. Sebastian must have sensed me because he suddenly turned. Our eyes met. For a moment, neither of us moved. Then his expression hardened slightly. “You should knock.” “I did,” I said quietly. “You didn’t answer.”

The drive home is silent. Steve has been extra helpful, checking on me, buying me gifts and balloons, just so wholesome. “I have a question,” I say as he drives us home. “Ask away, baby.” Mom urges. “So, I think I must have been hallucinating before the fight because when Sebastian and Rowan were fighting, it was visceral and so scary. They hit each other hard, and there was blood everywhere. At the last minute, before I passed out, Seb was going to stab Rowan in the shoulder, well, he stabbed him. I remember it. There was more blood, and it was scary, but Rowan is fine. He has no scar, no cut, no evidence of the fight. He couldn’t have healed so fast, seeing as I have a scar from my tiny cu

"You've had too much to drink, Tristan. Just go inside and rest for a while." "Who said we broke up? We were just having a fight!" Tristan refused to admit that we had broken up. Pointing at Leon, he shouted, "You, tell everyone. What's your relationship with Esther?" Leon turned to the crowd. "I'm Leon Russell, Esther's fiancé. Nice to meet you all." One of the classmates beside Mason quietly tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Who is he? His name sounds kind of familiar." "Yeah, I think I've heard of him too," someone else chimed in.

Even if he’s leagues ahead of his own Alpha, Sebastian. Earlier, I’d thought Sebastian seemed like a decent guy when we talked, but after witnessing him grab Zahra, my opinion has taken a nosedive. Watching him fight just cements it—he’s weak, both as an Alpha and as a person. And when your Beta is a better fighter than you? That’s not exactly a glowing endorsement of leadership. He barely puts up any resistance against Justin from White Fang, who isn’t even the best fighter around. Justin dominates him with ease, and I can’t say I feel bad about it.

"No way! Natalie's the one who sold her kidney," Evelyn snapped, shoving Natalie aside to inspect me. "She has lost a kidney," the leader confirmed. "Taking the other would kill her." Just as Evelyn's hand reached for me, Natalie cried out and collapsed, revealing a prominent scar on her abdomen. "Go ahead and take her to the hospital. She is faking to win your love." Evelyn flinched, rushing back to check Natalie's scar. "I almost fell for her trick. Don't worry. I'm taking you to the hospital now."

"You're confusing quiet with inner strength, Natalie? It doesn't. It makes you pathetic and weak." Eddie's eyes flashed into hers, his voice cold as a coffin. "You just keep talking to her like that, and I swear to God, Victoria—" She interrupted him, her eyes blazing. "What? You'll hit me? Go ahead. Run it in the paper tomorrow — 'Natalie Hayes' gay best friend attacks her stepmother in family house.' That will just make it worse." Eddie's fists were balled. "You're a terrible woman." She smiled. "And you're her little protector. Loyal. Sympathetic. Reliable."

Marcus stepped behind her pushing the wheel chair out of the ward. Scar is seated on the bed wrapped in a duvet,she looks pale and weak with eye bags. Marcus set the camera facing her properly,her scars that made her look formerly dangerous now made her look vulnerable,like someone beaten down by life,a number of times. “Good day guys,I'm Scar ,yeah that's how I remember my name, though people call me Lisa but I don't feel connected to it” She coughed, Marcus passed her a handkerchief,her hands trembled as she collected it,she coughed into it,her body trembling as she coughed,she raised her tears filled eyes, sniffing softly.