Erza Scarlet Cat 소설 & 이야기

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

Heart said and teased Georgia. Georgia pouted her lips. “Alright, but yeah, congratulations, girl! You are so lucky! Don’t worry, he will not recognize you. Heartcille and Scarlet are two different people, always remember that!” Georgia replied. Heart just grinned and agreed. “Yeah, you are right.”

SCAR'S POV. Red. Then it's black. Who am I? Who am I? What am I? Kill. Kill her. No....stop it stop talking to me. Moonlight? Where are you? It's like loosing control. The darkness slowly evolving. No... stop. Stop it. Who are you Scarlet...? Control. Everything. Control. Scarlet is Scarlet. (Authors mid-note: it's kinda confusing I know. Bit that's the whole deal. To be confused ;) )

💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍______ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 4✨ . 🌹Natasha🌹 I paced around worriedly as soon as Harley said that to us. "Kitten, everything is going to be fine". "We don't really know that now, do we now, Jeremy?.

It's really funny that she only noticed it now. Her eyes wandered around her small face. The face where people in their small-town envies and at the same time loved by many. Dalia's palm was still throbbing from the crisp slap she gave her. Her hair is flaming red, an attractive color. Red—a color that represents life, health, vigor, war, courage, anger, and love. She wants to laugh as she looks at Agnes that was currently holding back her cry and she looks up at her with disbelief in her eyes.

I snarled, grabbing him and throwing him to the ground. He rolled and sprang up, tackling me mid-shift. We hit the dirt hard, the breath knocked from my lungs. He straddled me, claws at my throat. “Admit it,” he hissed. “Your mother killed herself because of you!” My beast surged. I threw him off me with a roar, shifting fully this time, bones cracking as fur exploded across my skin. He followed instantly, his beast massive and furious, eyes blazing with hatred. We circled each other, snarling. I lost it and lunged.

Climbing out of my car, I marched inside, my current aura demanding attention. “I need to see Aurora,” I told the maid who approached me nervously the moment I let myself in through the door. She nodded and then disappeared but instead of Aurora, Scarlet appeared. She was wearing a silk robe that did little to hide her intentions. Her smile was calculated and her steps were deliberate as she approached me. “She doesn’t want to see you, Asher,” Scarlet purred like a cat in heat. “But I might be able to change her mind... if only you are nice to me.”

I punched him. “Do you think you can come into my pack and disrespect me? She is a member of the Bloodmoon pack and I have a say on whether she leaves the pack or not! “A member of the pack, yet you all did that to her! He scoffed. I want her Devon and I am going to have her. “And I forbid you to have her! She is mine! “What? I thought I heard him say, but the voice sounded was a female voice. I turned and it was Scarlet, her eyes were wide open as she watched us.

They fought tooth and nail as if it was some type of morbid dance between two opposite forces until eventually overcoming what used to stand in front: they defeated them again…or so thought those remaining few who chose life over death. Still panting heavily amid the ruins left behind due devastation caused by Miss Bulwark (*as referred lovingly by Lovato*), both daredevils embraced at last after such intense battle; relieved - although bruised & battered (mostly mentally!)-that also no harm had come upon their little brave soul known as 'Scarlett'. One final thing remained however: The showstopper itself…. A fiery explosion occurred right then when two hearts collide during an affectionate

His tail lashed, brushing against the floor, vibrating with suppressed fury. Scarlet’s eyes widened as the long, powerful tail whipped toward Izel, shoving him aside effortlessly. She shrank back, heart hammering, instinct screaming. “You little unworthy human,” Cyd seethed, coiling around her, his scales brushing her arms and chest, his face inches from hers. “How dare you touch my mate!” Izel lunged, but Cyd was stronger, faster, overwhelming him instantly. “Cyd, stop! Scarlet isn’t..she…”