White Scars Successor Chapters Novels & Stories

react to finding his wife tending to his rival’s needs? Follow-up Question: Should the next chapter focus on the cold-blooded confrontation between Xavier and Chloe in front of the paralyzed Liam, or the sudden arrival of Sara Jay, who has finally discovered the truth?

I trace my bottom lip with my thumb, blood rushing to my cock as I replay the kiss from earlier. The last woman who gave me sleepless nights was my mother. And I swore it would never happen again. I haven’t allowed myself to want anything in a long, long time. But I want Scarlett Whitmore. And I know exactly how to get her. *** SCARLETT The clock reads 3 AM when I stumble into my best friend’s house, shivering with excitement, “Chiara! You won’t believe what I discovered today…” My voice trails off, dread coiling in the pits of my stomach at the sight that greets me.

Grey swallowed hard, his chest heaving, eyes darkened with the knowledge of secrets that would burn anyone to the soul. His mind flickered...sharp and chaotic...as his Beta linked in through the mindlink, the urgency almost crawling through his skull like venom. “The medicines we’ve been using aren’t working… what do we do? The seer says the cure is here, right in the pack… the cure to both your illnesses.” His eyes dropped to Scarlet. She was a beacon in the storm, unaware of the burden that his bloodline carried, unaware of the gnawing sickness that had infected them both, her presence both salvation and poison.

"Hannah, take your sister outside and keep watch. I will begin treating this young lady first." "Yes, master," Hannah complied. After Hannah led Quinn out, Skylar took the initiative and performed a formation that Chase did not recognize, enclosing the entire room within its boundaries. Once this was done, Skylar signaled Chase to approach the unconscious Bianca in the pavilion. Without any noticeable action from Skylar, a flash of light appeared, and simultaneously, wounds opened on both Bianca's and Chase's wrists. As soon as the wounds appeared, it was as if an invisible force was at work; a thread of blood rose from Bianca's wrist and converged toward Chase's. A bloodline instantly conne

Chase explained to Aubrey then held his phone up towards her face. She let out a sharp gasp as tears began to stream down her face. I wanted to burst right through the damn glass and let her know that I was still alive, but she didn’t know about being a Scion or werewolves. I’d scare the living hell out of her and if I tried to shift right now, I would probably pass out before I had a chance to do anything. I saw her snatch the phone away from Chase to look at it closer. She threw the phone across the room and it landed right by the glass doors. There was a picture on it and it was of my smashed-up car and the truck. I was too late. I couldn’t fix this, not yet. I was so enraged. How could m

"And the Guest is already clearing the path for us. The snow in the north is starting to melt, Mom. The ice is crying." ​The hook was set. The 168th chapter ended with the sound of a thousand footsteps hitting the pavement in perfect unison. We were leaving the sanctuary to find the origin of the scream.

This time, she couldn't take her eyes off the wolf, and its golden eyes didn't avert from hers either. Is this a dream? Then she suddenly heard even though the wolf's mouth was still. "Hello, Scarlett." Scarlett was so sure it came out from the white wolf staring at her in the mirror. ___ Thank you, Readers, These 13 chapters so far have been a journey you and I went through and I am happy you went through it with me. Are you curious about how Scarlett's life will turn around after the bite she had? Are you curious about the white wolf that suddenly appeared to her in the mirror?

After a week, my scars faded, leaving only faint white marks. Last night, Charles's fingers lingered over the scars on my body. He blew gently at them and kissed them. It was supposed to be an ambiguous scene, but I wasn't in the mood to enjoy it. I looked at the scars on my body in a trance. Their presence reminds me that I have not avenged Eva.

Chapter 14: Revealing Scars The lodge was quiet at dawn, the kind of quiet that only exists right before the world wakes up and remembers how to hurt. I stood on the back porch in one of Victor’s flannel shirts, barefoot, coffee cooling in my hands. The mating mark on my neck still throbbed—pleasantly now, like a secret only Victor and I knew. My wolf stretched under my skin, content but alert. She could taste the coming storm on the wind.