Erza Scarlet Quotes Novels & Stories

"Because you're worth nothing!" Aazim, already full of rage lifted the sword high above his head, he held the gaze of Omar for a little longer before bringing the blade down on him.

“Scar, that’s normal. You’re human.” Scarlet didn’t look up. Amanda continued softly, “You can hate him all you want, but there was a time he was everything to you. Your safe place. You don’t just erase that. Maybe that part of you’s waking up again.” Scarlet pressed her palm against the counter, head bowed. “I can’t afford that. Not now.”

Her voice dripped with sarcasm. Jetro's smile widened as if he’d found some sort of sick amusement in her frustration. “He’ll definitely notice if he sees you like this. Might even get a little jealous.” Scarlet rolled her eyes, feeling the alcohol work its way into her system more intensely now. Jetro’s smugness was starting to grate on her nerves. She didn’t want to talk anymore. She didn’t want to be seen. She just wanted to lose herself in the night.

Ethan ran his hand through his hair frustratedly, “Lisa that shouldn't do anything to us,I love you I assure you I will never allow you to ever get hurt again” Scar stared at him in disbelief, “Do you know what you are asking of me,to forget everything come back even if I were a robot and could somehow erase my memory,what about the scars hmmm” She asked moving closer to him. “What about the scars” She yelled,the pain in her heart was greater than the one in her body. “Lisa I told you I don't care about the scars I love you,I don't even see it,you are God damn gorgeous,I see you for you,and everyone does also,we are all solidly behind you”

He said, and tears welled in my eyes because I could see he was telling me his truth; I could feel it. "I don't want to be a useless Luna," I said, tears streaming down my cheek, and he shook his head. "You will never be a useless Luna, Scarlett. See us as your arms and legs. See us as your strength and your muscle. We will move at your command and be your strength. Our wolves will be your wolf. You are not useless and will never be."

“Please. Just do this for me. He can heal you.” Scarlet found herself standing, her face flushing red. “Heal me of what!?” she snapped, nearly shouting. Her mom just stared back, silent. “You’re crazy!” she yelled back at her mom. “You’re losing it! You’re the one that needs to be healed! Seriously. You go talk to someone. Like a shrink or something. I don’t need to be healed. I’m fine. I’m sorry if you see me as some kind of freak. But I’m not. I’m perfectly normal!” she shouted, as if trying to convince herself, too.

What if Jonathan tries attacking you? Scarlet: It’s fine. I will just lay here, half naked in a string bikini. Letting the rays of the sun touch my exposed skin. Me: Damn woman! Don’t be showing all the guys your skin! Scarlet: (sends a picture of her rounded stomach and silky legs with a little water on them) It feels so nice on my skin. Too bad it’s not your hand. Me: Just wait till I get home… You will be wishing you didn’t send that.

“Why do you look… proud?” I blinked, watching Scarlet fade into the crowd like a half-remembered dream. Pride? That wasn’t the word. Or maybe it was. “She just… she was brave,” I said finally, the words catching on something in my throat. “Braver than anyone I have seen in a long time.” Anette nodded, brushing her damp hair back. “Yes. And a little crazy too.” I laughed softly because she wasn’t wrong. Scarlet Rosetti—no, Dr. Scarlet Blackthorn—was still just as wild, just as reckless, just as maddeningly impossible as she had ever been.

he retorted, his tone calm yet infused with subtle resistance. Scarlet’s lips twisted into a gradual, haunting smile. “Then you paint with the ashes,” she said, and her voice had a kind of piercing serenity that brought a chill to the room. Darren advanced toward her, fists balled, voice rising, tone frustrated. “You believe genius liberates cruelty? That ambition makes you entitled to ruin lives?” Scarlet forced a laugh, a hint of mischief glimmered in her narrowed eyes. She leaned in, the tone of her voice dipping to an almost whisper.

Looking up, I regretted thanking so soon. “Sorry,” Scarlet forced. “Didn't see you there,” she folded her arms on her chest. “I mean why would I even? There is nothing to see in you anyway,” see, this is why my guts were not trusting her. “I don't even know why he chose you. You don't deserve him! He deserves someone like me! Strong, bold and beautiful! You don't even have a freaking wolf, you filthy rat,” she spat. I decided not to give her a reaction. Giving one would make her feel like she is winning. And I won't let her this time.