Erza Scarlet Jellal Novels & Stories

Leera kicked the head of the unmoving beast now before she has gone down and walked towards the Mars' king this time. Jilal finally weakened his hold to his weapon now as he too walked towards Leera, not taking his eyes off her. Because she seemed to be a fantasy before his eyes, he was afraid she might disappear. Now stopping in front of him, Jilal suddenly felt ashamed for meeting her again in such fashion where he was battened with war and no trace of grace on his torn out robes now while she was there, looking so royal and elegant with a red veil hiding half of her face now.

she yelled, her eyes filled with fury. I smirked, my fangs glinting in the dim light. "Not a chance, my dear. You're not going anywhere. At least, not yet." In one swift motion, I retrieved a small, ornate box from my pocket. Inside, a pulsating crimson gemstone radiated an unsettling energy. I lifted it, and Scarlett's eyes widened in terror. "No," she breathed, her voice quaking. "You can't do this." I laughed, the sound dark and threatening. "Oh, but I can. And I will."

Everything is spotless, polished, and so grand, it almost felt unreal… way too luxurious for someone like me. Inside the restroom, I passed a mirror—and froze. Did I just see a ghost? I stepped back and looked again. "Arrrrgh!" I screamed. "Who is this? Why am I in a stranger’s body?!" I stumbled backward, heart pounding. Then I looked again, this time slowly, closely. My heart skipped. “Wait… I know this face.” “No… no, this can’t be real.” “This is Elena Scarlet.” I held my hair, my fingers shaking.

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

For some reason, since three years ago he always imagined her light green eyes, straight black hair that was always left loose, a face without make-up. A Lycan can choose his partner, an erasthai. This Erasthai, if she comes from an ordinary werewolf lineage, she will also turn into a Lycan over time. Erasthai will accompany Lycan for the rest of her life, if one of them dies, his partner will die too. Alpha Marco feels that Jazzy is his erasthai, but there is a little worry in him. He was afraid that Jasmine would not accept it. The girl was very intimidated by his appearance when she first met him. While the other girls dressed up to attract attention, she just sat casually looking down ex

Looking up at him with her teary green eyes. "Leave the past Elijah......you tell me ! How is everything going?" "The infamous EJ owner of VK Corporation! Like seriously man couldn't you think of any other name...VK?" He chuckles looking back at her. "Didn't I once say if I ever get famous enough to own a company...I will name it after the most beautiful thing in this world?" "After you?" She hits his chest chuckling, to only make that smile to disappear as she remembers about her scar.

We’re engaged. Zen looked at the Controlled Berserker, who was ranked #75. Engaged? Sure enough, the couple held hands even when sitting together. They weren’t just engaged, they were probably in love. As for their circumstances, Zen thought it would be a shame for them to choose the first route of killing everyone until there was only one survivor. No wonder they decided to ally themselves with Guild Survivors to try for the second ending. Jessica introduced herself soon after. “I’m Jessica, ranked #76. My mafia name is “Scorpion”, and I’m a master of poison.”

One way, or the other, she would find a way. * * * "Gwenevera!" She heard a voice call her name. She tilted her head to the back to find the owner of the voice. It was Temilorun. She could see her running towards her with a huge smile. The smile was so bright, she wondered what could possibly make her this happy. Was Mrs. Gallewart no longer their boss? "Vera!" she called and paused to draw in tanks of oxygen. Her hands were rested on her knee as she tried so hard to settle her lungs.

"what do you get in return, because I don't believe you're so selfless to want to help me. What did they do to you?" I squeezed my hands into fists under the table, trying to control the fury burning through me, "In exchange, the child goes back to his mother. Do we have a deal?" Rhys' eyed me carefully, "What's your deal with the mother?" "Do we have a deal or not?" "Who are you?" He asked instead of responding. "My name is Tessa Jarvais, that's all you need to know for now," I told him, my voice hard.

Making a turn, my gaze caught on my reflection in a silverware tray and the feeling of disgust also settled within me. The girl staring back had a terrible scar running from the left side of her forehead down her half open nose, half missing lips to the right side of her jawline. Although she could see fairly well, one of her eyes was misty like a dull cloud on a boring day while the other was a vibrant forest green. I was a deformed girl. A freakshow that had no business being at the Luna Queen’s birthday party. Especially, since she hates my family with a passion. “Are you having fun?”