Erza Scarlet Armors Novels & Stories

Her clothes were torn and there were claw marks and bite wounds all over her, the worst of which was a claw mark that traveled from her left collarbone to her right hip. Luckily it didn’t appear too deep, and someone had soaked it with a herb poultice, as if to help it heal. " I will help you." Scar said as she muttered some words placing her hand on the wound , she looked at it but her chants weren't doing justice. She repeated again and again before Hazel told her to stop

It made my skin tingle all over again. I spotted another group of fighters—four strong men this time. Their bodies gleamed with oil from the morning's fights. Sweat mixed with it, running down their muscled chests and arms. One guy had a long scar across his chest, red and raised like a mark of pride from past battles. Another had dark tattoos snaking up his arms, thick lines that looked like twisting ropes. The other two were just as built, one with short blond hair matted to his head, the other with a shaved scalp that showed off his thick neck.

“Victor’s former war captain. Thought dead after the Romano purge.” Mara’s voice was grim. “He’s alive. And he’s not hiding anymore.” Serena didn’t hesitate. “Then neither will I.” --- The sky was streaked with crimson and gray, the colors of war. Serena walked through the villa’s halls fully dressed in armor—sleek black leather that moved like second skin. Twin pistols were strapped to her thighs, her mother’s dagger riding at her hip. No crown. No veil. No silk. Only fire.

Kira’s voice crackled over comms: “Vehicles incoming—fast!” Rhea cursed. “Scav-lords. They’ve been hunting tech zones for months.” The gates shook under impact. The night exploded into chaos. --- Gunfire split the air, short and sharp. Rhea’s people scrambled to defensive positions, shouting orders. “Get down!” Kira shouted, pulling Lena behind a barricade. I grabbed the boy and ducked as plasma fire sliced through the dark. The attackers wore scrap-metal armor and visors that glowed cold blue—the same hue as the Echoes from the field.

Evandros lost his steps and fell on the dirty ground covered with dead leaves. Once he got to his senses and raised his head, his pupils shrank. "SCARLET." He yelled at the top of his lungs, scarlet held the sword in her left hand as blood dripped down from her right arm. Her right sleeve was torn up and big claw marks can be seen on her white arm through which blood was pouring out like a rainfall.

"Oh darling , when you say you see your scars in the mirror when you stare. I say, I see a warrior who fought her battles without fear. When you trace your skin and say it won't repair. I say a scarred tissue is stronger than a normal one without tear. And finally when you smile, to say you are are not like those beautiful girls anywhere. I smile to say my Scarred Beauty could never be compared." - suzangill ... Wear your battle scars, not as a flaw but an ornament. And see them shine even brighter than gold and diamonds. Mold your weaknesses into your strength, To become the best version of the scarred beauty of yourself.

She watched as he frowned at the button , his chiseled face was like a sculpture, he had thick and roughly carved brows she felt like running her hands on them. He had a well carved beards which had evidence of not been shaved for a while, they where prickly but also tickled wherever his face brushed her arm. The lock of hair that had been on his forehead head was now brushing his eyes, Ann had the strongest urge to brush it from his eyes and indeed they did feel marvelously silky. Oh on! She had touched it, and now he was looking at her. But this time not only did he look frustrated, there was something else, it wasn't there before and it reminded her of the day at the library.

I just watched in horror as Scarlet removed the dagger from her shoulder wiping the blood on the dagger, on her shorts. Bones began breaking and soon Skylar was replaced by a big brown Wolf. I looked at scarlet's mom who had pride in her eyes. " You've got this Scarlet you can't let her beat you.." she yelled while I just stood there helplessly tears spilling out. Scarlet was busy cleaning the blood off the dagger not even looking at her opponent who was running at her full speed baring her teeth

"Erza said, '' You save Jea when you didn't have too. I won't say I trust you completely but I believe that you won't harm her and I will send two men with you'' Nolan said, After they conversation Erza help Leela with her daily duties over the next few days Leela and Erza became close to one other. Erza always wears a necklace with the sword was A very short. Wide and straight blade made of silver is held by a grip wrapped in common dark brown wolf leather. The fairly small pommel is decorated with precious gems, fancy decorations for a fancy sword.

The dress they bring me is armor disguised as silk. Deep crimson, the color of blood and power, with a high collar and long sleeves that hide the scars covering my arms. It clings to my new body, emphasizing the strength I’ve built rather than trying to hide it. I look dangerous. Good. Two servants help me with my hair, pulling it back into an elaborate style that showcases my face rather than hiding it. They apply cosmetics with trembling hands, clearly terrified of making a mistake.