Erza Scarlet Jellal Novels & Stories

my glare slashed through his eyes but it didn't seem to affect him cause he still had a firm gaze on. "I'm not a kid or a pup..... "Yes Maja, you aren't a kid neither are you a puppet but you're my client who happens to be a dangerous criminal which is equal as being an attorney to a kid, so yes Maja I need to know every detail, you're quite reckless I wouldn't have your little mistakes jeopardize my career and ruin my daughter's life and secondly whatever you do, Esmeralda shouldn't be involved else....

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

It was intolerable. “Boss, I’m sorry, I tried my best, but…” a timid voice interrupted his thoughts. He turned to see his loyal servant, a lizard man named Zee, crawling up to him. Zee had a bandage around his head and a cast on his arm. He looked like he had been in a car accident. “You tried your best? You tried your best to kill her?” Scar snapped. “You failed miserably, you incompetent reptile! How hard can it be to run over a girl with a car?”

I asked her, and she looked at the water and looked at me. "You won't gain the magic of the Valkin," she said, and I was in shock. "Your mate has no wolf. You can only gain the magic when her wolf comes. She is just as good as a chosen for now," she said, and I was shocked. I looked at Maxwell and Clay, and the shock registered on their faces too. "Will she ever gain her wolf?" I asked, and she looked at me. "What is her name?" Elsa asked. "Scarlett Vladislav," Clay responded, and she looked at us.

With a heavy heart, I look at the sky and close my eyes, letting the rain pelts my face. Why are you doing this to me god? With an aching heart, I open my eyes and look at Erden. My cheeks heat up when I see that he is already staring at me while running his hand in his damp hair, pulling everything back. He is totally drenched, water running down his body. Unable to retain myself anymore, I take a look at his body and the resemblance with that of Eren stikes me. Every muscle, every abs is familiar. But the scar near his chest is completely foreign.

he replies seriously, "According to Jerome, he recognized two of them to have been wanted as part of a certain Italian mob gangsters. One of them is going by the name of Julio. Julio is a member of a very deadly gang, popularly known in Italy as the Black Scorpions. These men deal in coccains and other hard substances, and this Julio in question has been a wanted criminal in Denvas for a year now, and Jade put these men up to you? What was she even thinking?" "I think you should lay low for now, Kara," Terra adds. "Lay low? Terra, my art career has just started to see the light thanks to Sean, and I'm just supposed to throw all that away? This is my life, and someone else doesn't just get to

Zella shook her head lightly and said, “Zaden is a scheming person indeed. He laid out a plan for ages so that he could become the Endlos Lord. However, he’s not the real threat.” “Then, who is it?” asked James. “Xezal.” “Xezal?” James was slightly startled. He wondered, ‘Xezal is only at the Chaos Illimita Rank. In the face of absolute strength, what can she do?’ Zella said solemnly, “I’ve seen the future. The biggest variable is Xezal. Her current cultivation base is relatively weak. However, she can manipulate many things, including the forces the Extraterrestrial Demons’ leader left in the Endlos.”

"It's nice to meet you too, but just a small correction, we aren't mates...we're just companions for now." "Ohhh...my bad." "It's fine." 'So this is his beta?' Linessa thought, rumoured as a Demon by the Devil's (Zhamar's) side. He didn't seem like much of a demon right now. From what she could see in the darkness of the evening he looked pretty innocent with his blonde hair and blue eyes. But she could see his thick, bulky muscles and as the sleeve of his shirt shifted while he drove, she could see the jagged scar that tore from his wrist to his elbow. It was a brutal map of a past battle, a reminder that his bulky frame wasn't just for show.

"I can't possibly race back to him, he would laugh and make jest of me then he would ask me to fall by his feet and ask for forgiveness which I can never do. So I definitely have to protect myself." I turned back after thinking of a plan. I saw them, they weren't that far from me. I have to do this even if it's the most embarrassing thing in the whole world. I walked stylishly to them holding the leader of the gang by the collar of his shirt, after spotting him amongst others. "Hey, am I pretty?" I asked. He smiled showing his brown teeth, "Sure darling, you are the prettiest". I was disgusted by his wrinkled face. He ought to be a grandpa.

That nickname was the one Kaileyn always used to bully and use as a comeback at Zahara whenever she lost the fight. Zahara skin were almost as white as snow with very red lips that one might think all the blood in her body had gone to her lips but by the side of her face and over her left eyes was a big black mark that was supposed to be a birthmark but instead, scarred the blonde's face and made her hate staring at her face when she was younger.