Beneath A Scarlet Sky Reviews Novels & Stories

He was indeed attractive, even among the group. From her vantage point, Scarlet could see his ideal side figure. Many people were envious of his tall physique and sharp highlights. In actuality, other men were unable to compete with him because of how attractive he was. I'm talking about Jared Blakemore. Scarlet heart clenched at his sight. She mistrusted herself into believing that she was ready to face her past. Unprepared, she was. She had no idea she would run into him when she arrived in B city for the first time.

"The Meridian Group accounts are officially frozen. The Sovereign protocol has been completely archived by the Department of Justice. As of right now... I am completely broke, Scarlett." Scarlett turned within his arms, her fingers reaching up to find the collar of his navy sweater, her green eyes capturing the full, brilliant depth of the Blackwell blue in the fading twilight. A small, genuine smile—the one that didn't belong to any script or alias—softened her features until she looked entirely like the girl Raymond had left behind in the drafting rooms.

And if he learns his daughter’s game, Her life will burn in royal flame. The thief unmasked, the crown betrayed, No mercy in the debt unpaid. Skylar I’m overwhelmed by the beauty of the world from up here in the sky, so I jump a little when Ryuki tells me to hold on. His voice sends a shiver through my body again. I lay my hands on Ryuki’s arms, where he’s kept them wrapped tightly around me. The moment Bynjym dives, I press my body into Ryuki’s and grab onto his arms in a death grip.

Sabre was calmer that Aiden and I really needed to get through to him, it was the only way to reach Aiden in this situation. But Sabre let out an angry growl, so loud that the ground shook. Then it got worse from here. Sky felt attacked and of course would not want to appear defenseless, I heard a snarl from him and knew he was ready to retaliate. I stole a quick glance at him and saw him already bent forward, ready to attack Aiden any moment from now. Goddess! How do I get out of this? My head was already spinning, thinking of ways to avert what might become a bloody war, and I’m not exaggerating!

I said and then, she shifted away. In a speed, Scarlett rushed into her car in fear. I smirked as she drove away immediately. “Oh, am good” I told myself and grinned. I entered my car and on checking the time on my phone, I groaned. “Damn, am late already!” I ignited the car and drove off immediately. ———————————————————- *CAMILLE’S POV* The plane .... First thing I did when I woke up this morning was to leave. I had packed my things the previous day and arranged everything for my flight.

We walked into the girl's ward to see her on her bed staring into space. She flinched In shock noticing a presence In the room, I rolled my eyes in disgust getting irritated by her behaviour. I know I'm supposed to be nice or show empathy but 'ugh' I just hate woman with pale white skin, I prefer ladies with a darker skin like Whitney. Pale white skinned women look like they would snap if they are touched. "Stay still missy, so I can get this thing over with" I said within gritted teeth but instead she moved back in fear.

) For those of you who read my previous book, The good girl's upgrade and decided to cheek this one out thank you alot. For those of you who haven't read it yet, you can go check it out. And yes, its ongoing but almost complete. Hehehe... Love yal. ADIOS. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ SCAR'S POV. SCAR'S POV. "Scarlet." A familiar voice calls my name from a distance, and turning around, I saw my best friend, Rex, running towards me. Don't catch up. Don't catch up. Ignore me.

It also scarred my life. There was one woman who captured my eye in the crowd, a woman that was so familiar. She looked at me with pity. I smiled at her. Tears fell from her face. “Don’t….cry……Psyche..” I spoke as I closed my eyes. Letting darkness consume me. I feel less sad knowing that I saw a familiar and lovely face before I died.

We both looked at Matteo, who looked between us, exhaling. "Well, a friend of my father is a friend of mine. And besides, I've never been one to run away from a fight." I smirked. That's a warrior right there. SCARLETT'S P.O.V. I turned back and forth on my bed; my whole body felt like it was burning up, my clothes sticking to my body from sweat. I was having a nightmare; I knew I was, but my mind and body couldn't seem to snap out of it. Just then, a voice floated around in my head, sounding very familiar as it called my name. Still, I couldn't seem to snap out of it until I saw it—those eyes. With a gasp, I shot up from my bed in a panic, staring off into nothingness.

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