Novel & Cerita Synopsis Of Under Your Scars: A Dark Romance Novel

"I'll find her. And when I do. I'll beg. Beg on bended knee. Go where she goes. But show Harrison Blackwood is not the devil Maya portrayed him to be. Be the man Leya needs." Alone, finally, in her life, the therapist cocked her head to one side. "That is your promise. Now hold on." And as Harrison left that office that night, his chest aching but his heart seething once more, there was one thing echoing in his ears above the rest: He had scars that would haunt him for a lifetime. And out of those scars had been driven home a promise — a promise that would be the refrain of his years.

The words were soft but the threat inside them wasn’t. Every wolf in the hall growled low, unified. “Yes, my Lord.” Their fear was real because when the Lycan loved, he loved with possession. And when something he loved was taken, the world experience chaos. — Meanwhile, far from marble halls and loyalty vows. Scarlet woke up to thick, suffocating darkness. She sucked in air sharply, lungs burning like she had been underwater for hours. Pain exploded through her ribs, her wrists and her fucking spine.

Dark scars run from the base of his neck and disappear beneath the duvet trailing down the expanse of his back. "Damn, now I know how he got his name, the Scarred Alpha" I thought. Goosebumps rise along my arms, as I stare at the scars, a sharp sting coiling in my chest. “Are you scared?” His voice cuts through my thoughts, raspy from sleep. I jerk my hand back and clear my throat awkwardly as his cold, grey eyes meet mine. I drop my gaze, the sudden heat on my cheeks burning hot with embarrassment. Damn he's sexy, even when he looks sleepy.

She was not expecting that a lot of people would watch their ridiculous fight but she didn't mind, she wanted to finish it already. The fight starts when Precy throws sand at her face, her eyes itch that’s why she can’t see the next attack of her opponent. Precy pulled her hair and she felt the heat on her head, it seemed like the pull was going to leave her head. She fought back and scratched her opponent's face; she made sure that it would leave a mark. She also kicks her in her private area and throws a hard punch in her face. She is not mistaken, after regaining her sight she saw blood dripping from Princess's face, she felt guilty for what she’d done. When Precy cries her underlings att

Ryan raised the chair in his hands, and with a swift motion, brought it down on me, his eyes cold as they met mine. I was paralyzed by the fear in my eyes, unable to move. "Ah!" The pain shot through me like a jolt of electricity, and I couldn't contain the blood-curdling scream that escaped my lips. My fingers were crushed instantly, mangled and bleeding, as I stared at them in disbelief. The physical pain, sharp and intense, barely compared to the crushing weight in my chest.

Chapter 1 Lyra's POV I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer against me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. His deep groan vibrated through his chest and into mine, making everything inside me clench with desperate need. My fingers dug into his shirt as he continued kissing and sucking at my neck. He grabbed my waist, half-pulling, half-lifting me toward the bedroom. I felt more like a doll being moved than a person being carried. I knew this was wrong. I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment.

“No… it’s not…” “Good,” Victor said. His eyes glinted. “Fear of death makes you hold on to life. And that fear, Emily Hart, is what I will use to build you again. So now, pick. Live as Scarlett Blackwood. Not forgotten. A storm. My storm.” I froze. My heart beat hard. “Scarlett…?” “Yes. Scarlett.” Victor stood up. His shadow was big over me. “I will pay to make every scar go away. Every bruise will fade. But know this. If I give you this, you will belong to me.”

A smack to the head always comes back to whoever says no in front of our girls cousins. I think the only gentlemen here are Leon, leander, Chaz, Archer, and Alexis. The others are gentlemen in a flirty way or whatever. Minutes pass, I’m completely drunk. But not dead drunk like Suzanne. I can still walk straight. Suzanne came back from dead, a bit sober up now. A smirk that I didn’t want flashed from her lips. My cousins screamed and laughed as Suzanne pulled me onto the dancefloor. I was dizzy but I shook her. But she’s persistent. This bitch!

But he decided against it, trying to fight the thoughts burning through his mind. Ryan had been in love with Elian since they were teenagers. He never forgave Luciano and Michael for what they did to him. Every scar, every nightmare, every broken piece of Elian, Ryan had seen them all. He saw Dex as nothing more than a temporary obstacle. He was determined to steal Elian away, even if it meant destroying the marriage and starting a war between families. Elian belonged with him. He always had. Just as he was finally about to say something, the music suddenly changed to a slower tune. Dex appeared like a ghost, his tail imposing figure looming beside them.

SCARLETT The restaurant was hidden on the top floor of a quiet building downtown, the kind of place where the city lights twinkled below like stars that had fallen just for us. Soft golden lighting, velvet booths, and only a few other tables far enough away that it felt completely private. Intimate. Dangerous. I sat across from Ryder in my simple black dress, the one that hugged my body a little too well tonight. He looked handsome in a dark shirt with the top buttons open, sleeves rolled up, showing the strong lines of his forearms. His eyes never left me.