White Scars Successor Chapters Novels & Stories

Let your destiny pave way for you to to unite. Let your heart guide you to your only light.. . Yet, if still the darkness of her eyes veils the truth of light. I smile at this.... it was Vivian's selflessness.....she always tried to veil her pains...she never told me anything. Fighting her battles alone. But not after this...no more. Remember, Scars will always get visible, when all lights are off. So Sophie knew of Vivian's scar....was she talking about the scar on her face.......no it is too small...plus how did Soph knew that night that the wound will scar.

Chapter 115 – The White Star’s Truth The white star gleamed in the nexus’s starfield, its light sharp and unyielding, like a blade forged from frost. Jessica walked the path, her companions at her side, the golden glow within her a steady pulse despite the hollowness that lingered like a quiet shadow. Sereth’s defeat her lies unraveled by unity had strengthened the nexus, but the white star’s whisper cut deeper: “You weave with hope, but I weave with truth. Face me, Jessica, and know despair.” The new weaver’s voice was cold, precise, and hauntingly familiar, stirring a dread that felt like a memory she couldn’t place.

She sat there, shaking, buried under the ruins of everything she’d built, everything she’d lost, and everything already coming apart inside her: the secrets, the betrayals, the dreams scorched away by a single, merciless reckoning. And deep in Nyxara’s chest, the White Wolf stirred—restless, alert, waiting—its hunger unfulfilled, its patience infinite. The crack had started, and nothing—not mercy, not regret—could stop what was coming.

The strange thing was that she wasn't doing anything but was just standing before me with her eyes closed. “Scar… let... what are you doing?” I managed to ask, I could stop her, yeah she can’t overpower but my wolf and I can't bear to hurt a hair on her. “Scarlet?” I called again and this time she finally opened her eyes staring deadly at me, her eye's color wasn't the same, it was all white, and shortly her hair also began turning white. "How dare you mark me without my permission!" Her voice was now a bit intense.

The pack healed in Chapter 23, Lila's Mist soothing wounds, her sapphire eyes tearful but resolute, emotions of relief mingling with grief. Kael's confession deepened in Chapter 24, his past cult ties fully revealed, dimming his tattoo as Alya confronted him, Ember snarling, but love prevailing in forgiveness. Victory's glow in Chapter 25 sealed with a final love scene under stars, Alya and Kael's bodies entwining, tattoos blazing, passion a testament to growth.

My daughter, Amelia Rossum, comes home with her palm pierced all the way through by a pencil. I drop my mop in a panic, hastily change out of my loungewear, and rush her to the ER. At the hospital entrance, my husband, Benedict Rossum, jumps out of his car and immediately lashes out at me. "How could you let this happen to her?" Our neighbor, Lorelei Bates, trails behind him, holding her daughter's hand. She addresses him gently, "Benedict, don't be so hard on Clarissa. Everyone makes mistakes." He scoffs. "Other mothers can keep their kids safe perfectly fine. What's her excuse? I bet she did this on purpose to guilt me into coming home early!" Amelia recoils and hides behind me. Seei

“Run to the door and do as I told you. I kiss his cheek before running away, knowing the wolf will follow and I have to pray Trey hears me. Looking back, I see the wolf give chase as Trey heads straight for the door in the opposite direction. I head to the training room, hoping to make it into the forest so I can somehow hide. I'm barely halfway across the room when something hard hits my back and I'm thrown across the room. I gasp as I hit the ground hard and the wolf lands on top of me, its claws drawing lines of blood down my back, ripping my clothes. I roll onto my back, wanting to face my fate, I look up and just as he's about to bite my shoulder a black wolf plows into his side, knocki

Just last week she was trying to mend their broken relationship but now? Before I knew it Skylar grabbed a hold on my colar kissing me hard. I pushed her away angrily looking at Aaron who just stood there as if not noticing what just happened. She looked over at Scarlet and I following her gaze. Scarlet looked even more angrier than she was. This is bad.... ____________________________ Meery Christmas my lovely readers. Hope you are enjoying your day!!! What do you think about this chapter and Scarlet's possessiveness?? Please pretty please leave a comment and tell me what you think about this chapter lots of love Faith ♡♡♡

The cut on my forehead was now a light pink shade, barley a scratch. I need to ask him what herbs those were… I made a mental note. After deciding I was enjoying my dream, I opted to go back to sleep. I tried to stay on a schedule, but I felt like the last 36 hours had allowed me some flexibility. I turned the alarm in my room off before returning to bed. Around noon, I woke to Scarlet shaking me. She mentioned something about Bethany wanting to talk with me. I slid out of the bed pulling my joggers on before following her into the main house. Upon entering I headed straight for the coffee machine.

I wasn't in a bodysuit. I was lying on a bed of soft moss. I could hear the sound of a distant waterfall and the howl of a real, flesh-and-blood wolf. I opened my eyes and saw a sky that was a deep, beautiful blue—without any geometric lines. I sat up, my body aching in a way that felt familiar. I looked at my hands. The chrome scales were gone. But my skin wasn't "normal" either. There were faint, shimmering white patterns etched into my forearms—scars from the "Real World" that had followed me back.