Romans & histoires Erza Scarlet Titania

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I know she’s both thinking about the safety of the pack and my own exhaustion level. “The police are on their way to meet Scar where Channing found the dead human. And,” I say looking up to glance at the clock on my office wall, “in just about six hours, Leader Bruno will be here to talk to us and Scar’s parents about their experiences with the undead, so we can have some ideas in place for when Scarlett contacts COWS. You know she’ll want you in on that meeting, too.” That’s another great thing about Scarlett — she recognizes the value that the mate brings to the table. Zella, Asher and Lupita aren’t just the mates of myself, Bree and Jacob, granting them the titles of Beta, Gamma and Delta

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.

Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation. Scarlet wasn’t Arabelle. Once reborn, she took on a new life and identity, her memories erased completely. I was aware of how much effort I needed to get her to fall for me, and I was mistaken that my genuineness would touch her deep inside. Yet, I was so wrong.

Seraphina’s Perspective I stood up, my eyes locking onto hers with pure anger. "For your kind knowledge, my name is Seraphina," I said, my voice steady yet sharp. "And you must be the famous Scarlett," I spat, emphasizing her name with distaste. Scarlett smirked, stepping closer with an air of arrogance. "Oh, so you already know about me. Looks like Damien talks about me a lot," she said, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder as if she were royalty.

Scarlet faced the huge glass building of Titan Holdings, its modern exterior glimmering in the midday sunlight. The name itself carried meaning: a symbol of strength and power, an empire built of tempered steel and ambition. Titan Holdings built the cities of the future, and its elusive owner, Grayson, was said to possess the kind of power that could destroy or resurrect nations. Scarlet’s fingers clutched the black card Grayson had given her as she peered up at the towering skyscraper.

Aria's blood ran cold and her eyes widened in slow horror. "What... What are you talking about, Titan?" He tilted his head with a cruel glint in his eyes, then gave her a mocking smile-one she had never seen on his face before. "It's Zayne," he said. "Zayne Bloodfang." Her breath caught in her throat and her eyes doubled in size. Her stomach dropped and the air left her lungs in one violent exhale. "Blood..." she whispered. "Bloodfang?"

The tattered skiff beneath our feet disintegrated into a cloud of iron dust as the sheer force of our re-connection pushed the silver mist away, creating a hundred-foot crater of absolute vacuum in the center of the vault. Dante’s form expanded, the rusted leather of his scrapper jacket tearing away as the "Void-Titan" armor manifested across his chest like black iron plates. His tattered wings snapped open, no longer the weak ribbons of the harbor, but massive sails of obsidian and crimson light that cut through the gold data-chains of the vault. "Zora," he rasped, his voice no longer that of a stranger. The grey eye was gone, replaced by the blazing, solid red of the Alpha who had burned t

Dark curls spilled over one shoulder while painted lips curved into a knowing smile. “You called for me, Alpha.” “Eliza,” Titan greets smoothly. “How good of you to join me, I see you’re enjoying yourself.” He adds, pointedly looking at her besmeared lips. Her response to the comment is a wider wicked smile directed at him. Pointing to one of the couches near the wall, “Sit.” He says, “We’ll wait for my mate.” Eliza obeys, though amusement flickers in her eyes. The room changes the moment Elara enters. She wore a flowing ivory gown embroidered in pale gold, the fabric hugging her waist before cascading softly to the floor. Her silver-blonde hair rested over one shoulder in loose waves, and m

Diverging her mind from those painful memories to replace them with these new ones. Pulling back from her, he sees her head tilted to a side. Not willing to show him her face. Yet that Scar, it was visible now. The evidence of his lost child, authentic now. And that's when he looks up at the moon through the window ,remembering Sophie last words making a tear to roll down his eyes. Let your heart guide you to your only light.. Yet, if still the darkness of her eyes veils the truth of light. Remember Scars will always get visible, when all lights are off.