Star Scars Novels & Stories

“I’m actually on my way to see him now… should I let him know that I saw you?” Star was now begging for me to let her take off and rip out her disgusting throat, I knew that would cause problems though… I didn’t even know who pack she belonged to… probably Damon’s. “Charline?” A gruff voice asked surprised, turning I saw Carlos approaching from the shadows. Charline huh? Like Charlene? Star scoffed. Charline gasped before letting out a growl of her own. Looking back at her I could see her eyes darkening. “HE MARKED YOU????”

“It's your fault. Why did you have to wait till the sun was up? Look how sweaty you are.“ She pouted, dabbing my sweats with a towel. “Thanks Diana. You're an angel.“ She gave her hair a dramatical flick. “I know.“ “Crazy.“ Having cooled-off a great deal, I began displaying the oysters on the table. “But what happened to you?“ Diana asked. “You're never the type to arrive at the market this late.“ “Last night's dinner was another disaster. Lots of thinking got me staying up till midnight. Plus, I had to crash on the couch because I didn't wanna face the monster in my room.“

unable to say anything else. Nodding his head slightly, Xavier opened the left side of her chemise, the side facing him, while he moved the right side to preserve her modesty. As he did so, he exposed the skin from her left thigh to just below her breasts, covering all of her private areas as best he could. His eyes immediately saw what Karen was referring to. Just above her hipbone was a jagged gray mark that rose up to cover the bottom of her ribcage, its jagged edges flaring out toward her stomach and back. It was no more than a few inches long and wide. He noticed a darker spot in the center. A scar?

I stammered, bowing my head, not daring to meet his gaze. He moved closer, As he drew nearer, my heart quickened, anticipating his touch. I readied myself for his kiss, knowing deep down I wouldn't be able to resist. I closed my eyes, longing for his lips to meet mine. But instead, his hand gently landed on my shoulder, tracing the scars that adorned my skin. "What's all this?" he asked softly, his voice filled with worry and care.The marks on my body are simply the scars of the beatings I've endured from Alpha Lowell, and indeed, the entire pack, particularly Luna Desi.

“Wait" Ann exclaimed suddenly “One of the guys has this exact same scar across his cheek, I don’t know if that helps, but that’s all have got" Ann said handing over the pictures back to Stanley. “thanks, that might help" Stanley looked intently at the scar, it looks like a spider when you look at it closely, though at first glance it’s seems to mean nothing but on a closer look you would see the outline of a spider, Stanley’s eye lit up as he said

Jericho smiles warmly, “Coffee would be great. Darling, would you like a cup?” “Yes, please.” Gina grins. It was at this point when I notice something different about her neck. Gina is sporting a fresh mark at the crook of her neck that looks like a scar that has been tattooed over. It’s all black and has kind of a tribal feel. It has imagery depicting a full moon with claw marks on either side circled by a large bite mark that wraps from the front of her shoulder to the back.

He insisted. She hesitated, “Xandar,” she began, clearly not used with this manner of addressing the King, “A scar is normal among warriors, more so among Gammas. If you check the bodies of the other Gammas here today, you’ll find that many of them have scars as well. Some may be worse than mine. I know a few Alphas and a handful of Lunas who have such scars from fighting alongside their pack. This really isn’t a big deal.”

ANIKA'S POV:- I looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I was hell nervous. Everything was perfect but the scar on my face was messing with the look. The dress and everything Adam had brought me, they were all very stunning but I could not help that scar. I just wished it would have gone. But I was not very lucky. I even asked the Celestial if she could make it go away. But she said it was permanent. Celestial was like a God mother to me. She was always nice to me. Whenever I felt lonely, I always went to her. She always made my pains go away. Gulping the nervousness down, I held my head high and stepped out of the room.

She opens the blade and eyes it skeptically. “What’s this all about, Steele?” I reach up and touch the scar beside my eye. The Moon Drinker brand. “I can’t have this on my body anymore,” I tell her. “I can’t be tied to that life anymore.” She takes a quick step backward and fumbles the knife but manages to hang on to it. “What are you asking me to do?” “Just change it,” I say. “These scars are so old. I’ll have them for life. I can’t hope to make them disappear by healing them away. But a few more cuts could turn this sigil into something else entirely.”

She smirks and shrugs, “Yeah, well it gets worse. A lot worse. But I’ll save that for now, no offence to you, Seb, but I’m far too pissed to be careful with my words.” He nods, still feeling queasy. It gets worse? She sighs and pulls off her jumper, revealing a black cropped tank top and an intricate web of silver scars, all over her arms, chest and stomach. It looks like they cover most of her body. He can’t help his jaw going slack as he stares at her skin. She smiles sadly,