Erza Scarlet Manga Romane & Geschichten

"You see, my dear, I've been looking for a way to rescue my brothers from the underworld for centuries. And you, with your... special abilities, are the key to making that a reality." Scarlett's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?” I grinned, my fangs shimmering in the low light. "Come on, Scarlett. Don’t act innocent. You know what I mean. The prophecy. The ritual. The sacrifice." Scarlett's complexion drained, and for a brief moment, I thought she might collapse. But then, a fierce resolve ignited in her eyes, and she lunged at me. "You won't get away with this," she shouted, her fists swinging.

And so, I made my way to the seer’s quarters, hoping she might give me something, anything, to hold on to. It was late, well past midnight, but my desperation outweighed any consideration for the hour. I approached Elsa’s room, feeling the weight of my hope and dread. Just as I reached her door, a sudden sensation rippled through me—an unmistakable tingle on the side of my neck where Scarlett’s mark was etched into my skin. The mark burned softly, a faint, yearning tug, like the whisper of a long-lost love. A surge of desire washed over me, powerful and sweet, but just as I tried to grasp it, the connection faded, as though something had cut it off.

As if remembering something, she pursed her lips and asked, "Sienna, do the scars on your arms still hurt?" I shook my head silently. She seemed to have an epiphany and released her tight grip on my hand. With a faint smile, she let herself fall into the abyss. My dad and Erin worked together to pull me back up. As I looked down into the bottomless chasm, I knew my mom was definitely dead. With the success of the heart transplant surgery, I finally gained a healthy body. My dad and Erin also finally found their happiness. Days passed by, but I never experienced rebirth again.

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.

I thought that was all, but I knew I was wrong; it was just the beginning. The waves in my back stiffened as if a strong electric current had passed through, and my body was instantly paralyzed. Erza's chest was crisscrossed with deep scratches, which was the cause of her difficulty breathing. I looked down at my hand; it was all her blood, and everything inside me was suffocated.

Massimo mumbled, gritting his teeth. But Scarlet doesn't care about what she heard. She just grinned and was about to leave when she stopped. “Massimo, if I cannot have you, then it's better if you die!” Scarlet exclaimed. After that, she transformed into her wolf form to escape the warriors. “Get her!” Massimo uttered, making her warriors chase the runaway Scarlet. I was still standing in the same direction, while looking at Scarlet. She already vanished from my sight, but the fear in my heart remained. I couldn't look at Massimo.

He said before he raised aloft the dagger. Scarlet rapidly slammed her eyes shut, not wanting to see the dagger go through her heart, however, the pain she anticipated didn't come but the boisterous banging sound of gunshots replenished the entire space. Her eyes instantly opened and wheezed in shock at the sight of Misty laying in her pool of blood that rushed down from her head, Zinan who laid flat, eyes widely opened but staring into nothing while blood flowed from the hole in his chest, and then, her head snapped up to lock gaze with Reid and those she knew as Hunter, Rhett, Mitchell, and Chris. Scarlet had never felt happiness surge through her that much but what shocked her to the core

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

The strange thing was that she wasn't doing anything but was just standing before me with her eyes closed. “Scar… let... what are you doing?” I managed to ask, I could stop her, yeah she can’t overpower but my wolf and I can't bear to hurt a hair on her. “Scarlet?” I called again and this time she finally opened her eyes staring deadly at me, her eye's color wasn't the same, it was all white, and shortly her hair also began turning white. "How dare you mark me without my permission!" Her voice was now a bit intense.

He sounded almost growly, and it was obvious he was having a hard time maintaining control. She rather liked that, but she knew they had to deal with the full extent of her scars first. “You haven’t seen everything.” She licked her lips, which were unexpectedly dry despite the warm, humid air, and she pointed to her chest. He seemed poised to argue with her, but his gaze followed the line of scars down her neck and across her shoulder. They were concentrated mostly on the left side and crept down her chest, particularly marring her left areola and nipple. Part of her right breast was scarred as well, though the nipple remained uninjured. He looked so sad for her, but it didn’t seem to be a l