“I’ve heard enough,” I demanded, wiping his blood off the blade before lodging it deep into his stomach. I was pulling it out when the ground began to shake under my feet and everything turned black.
It could have been moments, or hours later that my sticky eyes opened, my ears assaulted by a high pitched ringing sound, causing me to reach out and clasp my hands down onto them. Focusing my eyes, I couldn’t see two feet ahead of me, there was nothing but thick smoke and debris that filled the air like a sudden event of mass destruction. Shifting up off my back, I pressed myself against a wall until my back hit it and brought my eyes to the spot where Kurr was, to see it was covered in rubble, stiff concrete plates sitting there with wires and metal sticks standing out.
It would take search and rescue months to discover his body and even then, I doubted they would be able to identify who it was. Smoke began to fill my lungs, my hands flew up and covered my mouth, masking out the fumes as I slowly pulled myself up from my spot. Happiness and hope began to fill me as I thought of how I could now make up for old time with Beast, maybe get to know him. What he liked, what he doesn’t like. Whether he slept on his side like his father did all night without even flinching, or whether he hated it when people ate loudly like I do. Little things that I wanted to know about him, try to find similarities between us. With a smile stretched on my face, I pushed myself off the wall as images of him flashed before my eyes. Only for it to all come crashing down when Kurr pushed me back down onto the floor. With blood dripping all over his hands and his shirt, I looked up to his face to find half of it burnt to a crisp, covered in black, showing edges of red with how deep the burns went.
My eyebrows drew together as all the hopes I wished for came crashing to a halt.
“Thought you were going to get out alive didn’t you? Don’t worry,” he said, kneeling down to my face. “I plan to build exactly where I ended, and do you know who the first person will be on my list?” he asked, his lips barely moving and his eyes dark with evil. “Your son. And by all means, I will raise so much hell in his life and his club’s life, that you will be able to feel my wrath from hell!” He brought his fist up that held a machete and brought it straight down to my neck—my world and hopes going black for the final time of my existence.
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My name is Steel.
A Marauder Japanese Steel Knife is my weapon of choice.
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I wasn't meant to fall for someone like her.
My name is Willow.
I'm a kindergarten teacher.
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I need something different.
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He is cocky.
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Thank you for reading One Hundred and Thirty-Six Scars.
I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Thank you again to all my beautiful readers, thank you for all your kind words and encouragement. You all inspire me to keep going—thank you.
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Amo is a full-time writer from New Zealand who loves long romantic walks to the wine cellar.
When she's not creating magic, you can usually find her relaxing in front of the television watching the latest episode of Supernatural or Vikings. (This will be updated as she finds new television shows with hot actors.)
She's the proud mother of four little critters who are the reason she b
reathes, but also the reason she drinks.
She's the wife-to-be to the love of her life. She says wife-to-be because she scares him a little, and he still hasn't decided whether he wants to wed her or not. Such an exciting relationship.
She loves meeting new people and believes the world needs more kindness.
Gas Arc out!
Amo Jones, One Hundred & Thirty-Six Scars (The Devil's Own #1)
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