Erza Scarlet Quotes Novels & Stories

“Mm?” “Try not attacking anyone… there’s something special about you. I don’t think it's wise to let others know that.” He said moving his black t-shirt aside, the scars were slightly scabbing but they weren’t healing. “Special?” Scarlett scoffed. “I think the word you’re looking for is freak-show.” Elijah frowned. “Being different does not make you a fucking freak Red.”

“I hope you’ve had enough rest for today’s scene. Wouldn’t want you to, you know, get overwhelmed.” I clenched my jaw and forced a smile. “Don’t worry about me, Scarlet. I’m more than ready.” She laughed, a soft, condescending sound that grated at my nerves. “Good, good. Just make sure to hit your marks, sweetie. We wouldn’t want any more... incidents, would we?”

It was never just brotherly love or friendship; it was a calm, steady love that I mistook for mere companionship while I allowed myself to be consumed by Michael's toxic world. I hold no regrets for letting you go; you deserve a brightness that my presence could never sustain. I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise to find happiness. My only prayer now is that you find your ending filled with joy, free from the shadows that have so often clouded our lives. With all the love I’ve ever known, Scarlet --- Her words stir a turmoil inside me, mixing grief with a peculiar sense of relief; she thought of me, loved me in her final moments. But she felt unworthy of happiness, even if she had survived.

"I don't feel that way most times. I feel like I am still living for my parents. One small mistake and I am back to square one," "Look at me, Scar," He said in the softest voice ever. I nearly melted into his arms. He touched the side of my face and pressed his lip on my forehead. "You are living for you. And mistakes are bound to happen. You're not some god for fuck's sake. You're a human. A beautiful one that. With emotions and every other thing. That's what makes you Scarlett and if anyone thinks they can shape you into what they want, then they are onto something."

Scarlett “Who the fuck are you?!” Shera lashed out, taking out her daggers that were hidden from her body, her eyes were filled with killing intent. “You bitch, how dare you fool us!” The corner of my lips raised as I couldn't help but chuckle, looking at them ridiculously. “What? You don't recognize me?” I took off the cap, combing my bird nest hair, letting my scarlet hair down as I used the sleeve of the clothes I'm wearing to wipe the charcoal I put in my face, cleaning it.

“And I’m just… the mother of his child. The packless outsider.” “Don’t ever say that to yourself, okay?” Scarlet said, walking toward me and lifting my chin. “You are who you are and unique. You don’t need anyone to define you or give you an identity that isn’t yours. So cheer up, okay?” “Okay?” She asked again when I didn't respond to the first. “Okay.” I sighed, trying to absorb her words… perhaps she’s right.

Skylar asked glaring at us. "You all should listen to me this little girl is not fit to be a luna she is too weak and overly emotional. Zane you should just choose me and reject her..." Scarlet growled shutting her up. I have never seeing her this angry. It was terrifying thank God the anger wasn't directed to me... "DON'T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT IT ZANE IS MINE AND NO ONE ELSE'S!!" she yelled as everyone flinch. "I accept your challenge Sasha get ready to lose..."

with his head bowed low Diego said, his whole body was filled with endless injuries, and there was no sign of it healing, obviously caused by the poisoned chains. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. Those who failed and betrayed the pack are the ones who should be sorry,” I said softly. “You’re all warriors who fought till the end, so never bow your heads low.” They lifted their chins, and I met their eyes with determination, hoping to instill some strength and courage in them. “Enough of the bravado talk already, and let’s get down to business!” Rebecca shouted, her hands clenched into fists, her voice tinged with urgency and frustration.

"That’s not fair! I’m not that grumpy." I raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. "Really? Then why do you always look like you’ve just bitten into a sour lemon when you wake up?" Scarlett smirked, her eyes twinkling. "That’s just my 'I’m planning to take over the world' expression. Nothing to worry about." I laughed, experiencing a joy I hadn’t felt in ages. Moments like these reminded me why I adored Scarlett so much. She was my best friend, my partner in mischief, and the one person who could always bring a smile to my face.

“You’re so utterly, completely useless.” My heart splintered inside my chest. “You witnessed everything that happened,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with emotion. “You saw how she effortlessly slaughtered my undead warriors, my brothers, like they were nothing. She’s not human, Scar. She’s something... else. Something we cannot defeat. If I had known what we were truly facing, I never would have risked it. I would have focused more on my life, on rebuilding my pack. Creating a future for us—for you.”