Sebastian Guy Battle Scars Novels & Stories

"You feel like you're floating, watching your body shake and cry on the floor... until they cut out half of your stomach." I looked at his suddenly pale face and asked in a soft voice, "How do you think I know all this so well?"

"Lucas, let him go." Lucas's father, George Lewis, grabbed his shoulder as he chased after Emma Robbie. To be honest, he also wanted to slap his son hard for being so embarrassed. But seeing all this, he couldn't stand the disappointment. On the other hand, his wife, Olivia Gonzales, also slapped Lucas with tears of anger. Didn't know how many times Lucas was slapped this morning. "What are you doing, huh?! That must be that bitch's voice, right? That's right, isn't she? How can you keep in touch with a slut like her! You've gone too far, Lucas! You have humiliated us! Where's your brain, idiot?!"

Xander seized the moment and pushed the ground with one hand, quickly retreating to Sebastian's side, saying, "Thank you, Sebastian." As Xander said that, thick blood continued to seep out between his fingers that covered the wound on his chest. Due to the constant intrusion of evil cultivators into the imperial city by taking advantage of the chaos, Sebastian also just engaged in a small-scale battle, and he only rushed over after escaping that fight. If it was not for him just now, Xander would have been in deep trouble by Steve's extra attack just now. Nonetheless, Sebastian's face also dropped slightly when he glanced at the terrifying mark on the ground.

The way his beard touched the neckline of my shirt made me whimper. "I beg to differ." Before I could say anything, he stepped back, put his hands under my two layers, and pulled them up. Blood roared in my ears as he stopped and looked at my scars with his eyes. I was scared and embarrassed, so I pushed his hands away, pulled my clothes down, and started to twist away. Just as quickly as the first time, I was on my back, but this time my hands were pinned next to my head. "What happened?" Sebastian demanded. His eyes were almost black because they were so dark.

He also looked terribly naked. I didn’t have time to fluster over his nude form. A noticeable wound marked his chest. Three, deep cuts ran from his lower left abdomen to his upper right pectoral. They were surface-level, but it was almost like he’d been sliced by a sword. They were shallow, fine marks hardly budding with blood. “How are you feeling?” Sebastian asked. “I’m okay,” I assured him—but answering that question sounded so silly. He was the one with giant gashes on his chest. I allowed my eyes linger on his wound—but let them drop no further. “What happened to you?”

This man almost doubled his muscle mass. His dark brown hair had subtle streaks of red throughout. His eyes were green with hints of gold. They were the most amazing things I had ever seen. Looking at him made my heart pound. His eyes were focused on mine as he held my gaze. The scar on the left side of his neck was faded, the sight of it enraged me. I didn’t know why I was so upset about him being hurt. I felt myself begin to get lost in his eyes when my mind snapped me out of it.

Then the black tee. Elena watched, mesmerized. Without the suit or the hoodie, the full extent of his ink was visible. A massive vulture was tattooed across his back, its wings stretching to his shoulders. Scars—some from blades, some from bullets—marred his bronze skin like a map of a violent life. "You're staring again, sweetheart," Julian said, stepping toward her. He looked like a pagan god of war. "I've never seen so much of you," she whispered.

"I do not want to live in terror. I want to wake up and love you without fleeing." "You will," Kc whispered beside her, his hand at her waist. "Even if I reduce the world to ashes to do it." She leaned against him, her voice on the verge of a whisper. "So then let's begin with the ashes." Meanwhile… Deep in the Black Jungle. Sebastian lay strapped to a dirty metal bed in a deserted underground bunker. His body was charred, twisted, barely recognizable as human. But his eyes. his eyes still crackled with the same malevolence.

"I haven't signed yet. What do you say about lunch?" He threatened her and requested her at the same time while Ginny cleared her throat and looked in front of her. "I am busy." Sebastian chuckled and tugged her hair behind her ear revealing her pinkish ugly scar. He gently rubbed his thumb on her scar while Ginny did not look at him. His heart ached seeing the scar on her cheek. He never hurted anyone in his life but he accidentally hurt the person he never wanted to.

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.