A Study In Scarlet Women Novels & Stories

-- asks Luna from the Miller's kingdom She looks at Scarlet asking her the same question with her eyes, why should they participate in the meeting and not take care of their puppies? --- Let me answer for him!-- says Scarlet with all her posture and elegance-- Well we all know that this case is exclusively important but above all complicated, imagine you Alphas what would you do if your companions didn't exist?- - Scarlet pauses for us to think, I wouldn't even want to exist if I were to live without her-- exactly most or all must have thought they couldn't live without them, now think about the best qualities of their women-- she pauses again, the my wife is savvy, determined, confident, sm

“Oh, no! Thank you, but I don’t need any help to bathe. I’m fine. Did they tell you I was sick?” The three women looked up at Scarlett at the same time with confused looks in their faces. “No, Miss. It’s our job to help the ladies get ready…” “I’m not a lady. I’m a Karaina,” Scarlett said, smiling. She didn’t expect the women’s reactions. One gasped, the other opened her eyes so wide that she looked like she saw a ghost, and the other one swallowed slowly. “Do you think we’re witches or something?” Scarlett said, frowning. She remembered the murmurs when they had arrived in the castle courtyard.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name at our last meeting." "Scarlett." I held her gaze. "I'm the whiskey girl." Something almost imperceptible moved across Dominic's expression. "Well," Liana said warmly, "it's lovely to officially meet you, Scarlett." She turned back to the file in her lap. "I think we were just finishing up, actually." She glanced at Dominic. "I have what I need from the northern corridor notes. We can pick up the rest tomorrow before we leave?" "That works," he said.

What kind of man could inhumanely censure such innumerable young lady away? While scarlet was intrigued, her heart ended up being progressively restless. She looked at the arrangement draft in her grip and kept breathing significantly to support herself. Exactly when it was her turne, Sarclet headed inside. There was a roar from inside, which shocked her. "Get out! What are these things? Can this be called a design draft?" Scarlet swallowed hard. wouldn't it be so scary? "Next!" Scarlet took a full breath, pushed the doorway and walked in.

“Miss. Lozenge, now could you please get up let us know what we were studying just now?” The irritated sound of the English professor buzzed in Scarlet’s ears bringing her back to the class, while everyone’s heads whipped in her direction watching her get up slowly like she was sick.

she continued in a loud voice, the lady scoffed and stood up from her seat while Reid smirked in leisure. She crossed her hands over her chest, looking aggravated and sheepish, Scarlet instantly recognized the witch who was eye-fucking her mate earlier at the main hall, her eyes darkened as she finally stood in front of her. "Who do you think you are?" She scoffed. Scarlet poked her inner cheek, fighting the demons shouting in her head to give her a beating that would last for a lifetime. "That's your business, now step away from my mate before I make you regret your entire existence!" she dismissively waved her hand while on her face was a sweet smile that screamed fake while she fluttered

Scarlet stretched her lips and went to Rhino and greeted, "Good noon, sir. Do you need anything? Shall I ask for coffee? Or you wanna drink tea?" Rhino was still looking at the file. He said without looking up, "Nothing, thanks. All ready for the meeting?" Scarlet was a little disappointed hearing Rhino. She put on makeup for him but he did not even look. She let out a sigh. Nevertheless, Scarlet said with a smile, "Yes sir, everything is ready. Please take a look at this file." Scarlet came very close to Rhino with the file in her hand and started showing the file by leaning on the table. She was trying to show her body under the pretense of showing files. Rhino understood that. Rhino is v

She looked pleased with herself, as if seeing me vulnerable gave her the power she craved. “I’m not hiding,” I said quietly, refusing to look at her. “I just needed a moment.” Scarlet sauntered closer, her heels clicking loudly against the floor. “A moment? Or maybe you’re realizing that you’re out of your league here. And you winning isn’t really fair. Fame isn't for people like you, darling.” I finally turned to face her, my anger simmering just below the surface. “What do you want now, Scarlet?” Her grin widened as she reached into her clutch, pulling out a small bottle of what looked like… ink? I barely had time to register what it was before she flicked the bottle open with a malicious

father retorted, glancing daggers at me. Marcus chuckled, leaning back in his chair with his hands behind his head. "I'm curious, too. You seem so… professional. Like you’re playing a role. It’s almost boring." Scarlet didn't blink. She kept her back straight and her posture perfect. She looked like a marble statue, which was both cold and beautiful. But I felt her hand under the table. Her fingernails were digging into my palm, desperately. She wasn't as calm as she looked. She was terrified, but she was hiding it better than before.

Chapter 19 Scarlett's POV I wasn't scared anymore. I was angry. Whatever Christian was hiding wasn’t ordinary. And I was done waiting for answers. I hurried past Clementina, my feet moving so fast I felt I was flying. Heat rushed to my face and with each step I was taking deep breaths, completely ignoring the elderly woman calling out to me from behind. I pushed the door of every room in the west wing until I found his bedroom door and shoved it hard enough that it banged against the wall.