A Study In Scarlet Women Novels & Stories

Zara whisper back. Her doppelganger smiled at her and it was scaring her. Just as the story goes when she was a child, hair the colour of night, deep red eyes no different than blood with red rose lips. Her skin was like hers, white but hers look more like a corpse than alive yet her presence was somehow comforting. Akhillar “I feel your pain. You suffer too much.” Zara shook her head. “Not enough to call out to you.” “Tis’ what you tell yourself but you know it’s not true.”

Why did this happen to her? [Scarlet is so disgusting! She seems so gentle on the surface, pretending to be a gentle and food-loving woman, when the truth is that she’s a third-wheeler! How dare she stole Gigi’s husband!] [Shameless b*tch! I hope you die!]

Report to the cells first thing in the morning and the presentation will be held in one month. “Just to be clear, if this happens again, we will settle this on the mats.” Scarlet said, very threateningly. I looked over at her and her demeanor completely changed. She wasn’t sweet and innocent Scarlet. No, she was fierce and demanded respect or she will beat it out of you. “Let your finds know, too. Any other female who thinks they can make a pass at Jaxson, will have to go through me.” Her eyes started glowing and her aura came out. Fuck, that is a powerful aura too! Jennifer even bared her neck and the whore was on the floor. I reached out and took Scarlet’s hand. “Relax, doll.” Scarlet seem

"GOOD evening, ma'am! Welcome back!" A woman in her early forties stepped out of a luxury car and smiled at the elderly man who greeted her. She took a deep breath and looked around the mansion in front of her. It was grand and screamed wealth and elegance. It looked like a royal palace that could capture anyone's attention—intimidating yet astonishing. It was larger than life but definitely appropriate for a woman like her. It was exactly the kind of place where she could show everyone her power and dominance.

But opposites attract, so despite her stupidity, I am deeply attracted to her. Scarlet is not an idiot. She just doesn’t have an interest in studying, but in this world, being intelligent does not equate to being street-smart. Intelligence Quotient and Emotional Intelligence are two different measures. The fact she ran into poor company while attempting to discover the reason behind the death of her friend did not mean she was stupid. She just didn’t realise the true face behind the mask, trusting others too easily. Even after becoming a pawn and a tool for men to relieve their desires, she still continued to allow others in her life, even if it was just for a night.

I said to him, and he was stunned. "Because of a tainted whore?" He asked, getting angry. "Don't you ever call Scarlet a tainted whore again? She is better than your social climbing whore, who, by the way, wasn't a virgin when you fucked her," I said, and Stasia began to cry. Scarlett got up and headed for the door. She wanted to leave the apartment, but I held her. "Go to my room, Scarlett," I told her gently, trying to separate my rage.

She wanted Maria to be happy, but she couldn’t help it: another part of her wanted to partner with Sage herself. Scarlet headed over to the long, wide benches on the far side of the room and took a seat alone at the far end, beneath a window, all alone. She unfolded her book before her. Since she wasn’t going to partner with Sage, she didn’t really care who she partnered with: she didn’t like any of the boys in this class. She figured she’d just sit there and wait for one of them to come up to her, because she didn’t really feel like seeking one of them out. She looked up and watched Maria approach Sage. Maria went right over to him, and was the first to reach him; Scarlet noticed other girl

She experienced how to fail, but she never let failure laugh at her. There is no challenge she isn’t ready to face and overcome. She is living every woman’s dream. And she is every man’s dream. But because of it all, she didn’t know she was being targeted by few men she had mercilessly tramped on with her victories. They might be weak being alone, but with all their strength and talents combined, they can make her bow on her knees and worship them no matter how undefeated she may be. This group of men had been keeping an eye on her. Like hungry Hyenas waiting for the slightest chance to overthrow and punish her. They have brainstormed for many ways to handle her and what things to do to her

For a moment, the whole room was illuminated. It was then that Scarlet realized she was not alone. Though the room had been alight for no more than a second, she had gotten a good look at them. Three old women, each with a long white shawl hanging over her shoulder. Their eyes were glazed over with age, clouded by cataracts. Scarlet wasn’t sure if they could even see her at all. They were standing side by side serenely, smiles on their wrinkled faces as though oblivious to the storm and the shaking tower. They looked like they could be a thousand years old.