Erza Scarlet Cat Novels & Stories

Her neck was adorned with marquise and teardrop crystal necklace; she carried a silver purse and completed the outfit with silver heels. I looked at my outfit which was a spaghetti strap deep neck,puffy lilac dress that was adored with tiny holographic glitter. Unlike Scar, i had a bright eye shadow and a cherry red lipstick, to go with the bright colour of my dress. I wore a single pendent long crystal necklace; i had a rose gold purse and i completed the outfit with lavender coloured heels. "This is it! We will part ways after this" Scarlet tells me, sadness laced in her voice.

I open the attachment. I am at a loss for words at with, I see. It's Amelie passed out being carried by Matt. He has slightly pulled back the collar of her shirt, showing a black and bloody scar where her Mate Mark was. This is what a Scarred One looks like. I am horrified that she had to go through that. I'm pissed Matt is holding her. I shouldn't be, but I am. I stop for a second and re-read his report. I look at the time she completed the ritual, around midnight. Her wolf was harmed in the process, and she was bleeding and injured. It was all the things Rose and Daisy said. I closed the attachment and sat back in my chair.

I added. "Yes," She said with no emotion to her tone. "I am sorry about that, Scar, but it had to be done," I said. "It had to be done! Are you serious?" Scarlett was getting angry now. "Look, I've apologised; let's just move on, ok!" I said with a stern tone to my voice. OH, I do like it when Scarlett gets all angry. It makes her so sexy. She just sat there looking at me and didn't say a word.

Aria hesitated but nodded. He stepped closer, holding something in his hands, a small box wrapped in deep blue silk. “This isn’t an apology,” he said carefully. “Because words can’t erase what I did. It’s… a promise.” Her gaze flicked to the box. “What’s inside?” He opened it, revealing a delicate moonstone pendant carved into the shape of intertwined wolves, one silver, one shadow-black. “It’s an ancient charm,” he explained quietly. “From my mother’s side of the family. She said it binds protection between soulmates when worn near the heart.”

Lyra Lyra sprawled on the ground, her hands scrambling against the damp earth. A sleek wild cat, the size of a german shepard, circled her. Its eyes glowed, an eerie mix of gold and green. The creature's fur blended seamlessly with local vegetation, a muted, tawny color that made it hard to see until it had been nearly on top of her. It shimmered unnaturally in the rain, shifting in ways that weren’t natural, jerking in and out of sync with reality. Scarlike markings marred its muscles, tracing pulsating, runic patterns through its fur.

She was my best friend, my partner in mischief, and the one person who could always bring a smile to my face. As we wrapped up the dishes, Scarlett shot me a playful look. "Hey, Kat? How about a little wager?" I raised an eyebrow, curious. "What kind of wager?" Scarlett flashed a grin. "I bet I can go the entire day without being in a bad mood." I chuckled, feeling doubtful. "That sounds like an easy bet. I’m sure you’ll be all sunshine and rainbows today." Scarlett feigned annoyance. "Oh, come on. I can be charming when I want to be."

“You’re glowing. I think you’re going to have a baby boy, I hear they make their mothers more beautiful.” The room erupted with laughter. “We haven’t checked yet.” Rita replied “I hope you’re right though.” Beta Noah added, entering the living room. Another bouts of laughter filled the room. We stayed back and did a little bit of catching up. Gamma Brenda was at the training facility teaching a pack of young wolves who had just shifted. She probably had a lot on her hands. “Who’s that?” Rita asked, motioning to karah who stood outside the house, pacing. “That’s karah, a warrior. Aiden only let me out if I have security with me. He’s still worried about my safety.”

“Go get them, Kanda.” “And who is this?” Victor asks, looking at Kanda. “A friend and an amazing fighter. She’s a werecat and part of our pack now.” “A…were…cat?” he asks, unsure of what he’s saying. “Yeah, they’re real.” Kanda chuckles and leaves the room accompanied by some of the pack members so she’s not mistaken for an enemy. I immediately hug Colt again, melting into his arms and feeling the safety he always gives me. I close my eyes as his arms engulf me, and I almost fall asleep right there.

Next to it was a small, red velvet box. “So, you've seen my treasure.” Whipping her head at the source, Miguel, with a smile on his face, claimed. “That . . . hairy creature was with me all these years.” He chuckled. “We bonded for a very long time, but until now, I still have no idea on what it is.” "That's a dog. Ain't that obvious?" She answered, giggling. He took a box beside the stuffed toy.

Zach coughed while touching his neck, which was red and bruised from Azar's grip. “Scarlet, stop doing pointless things. Red Magic Tower needs you. There are still many lives that are struggling to live! Save them! This is an order!” Azar snapped at Scarlet. Scarlet nodded weakly. “I obeyed your orders, vice-leader. Let me take care of Merlot's body," said Scarlet as she carried Merlot's body on the flying stretcher she had brought. She and his team then walked away. Azar stood up, then stretched out his hand to help Prince Zach up.