Erza Scarlet Titania Novels & Stories

she shouted, her fists swinging. I chuckled, seizing her wrists and pinning her down. "Oh, but I already have," I murmured, my breath warm against her skin. And just like that, the game had truly begun. I drew Scarlett closer, my gaze burning with an unnatural fire. "You see, my dear, the ritual needs a particular... catalyst. A vessel, if you will. And you, with your extraordinary lineage, are the ideal choice." Scarlett fought against my hold, but I kept her firmly in place. "Let me go!" she yelled, her eyes filled with fury.

"Grow up, Celicia. Stop pretending like you're the victim. You're just a constant reminder of the pain and loss." The internal conflict raged within me, a storm of emotions threatening to spill over. "I never wanted to be a burden," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Aunt Fernanda's scornful laughter sliced through the room, each word a dagger aimed at my heart. "You're nothing but a constant burden, Celicia. Mother is suffering because of you. Maybe it's time you face the harsh truth and get out of our life."

- said the angel on the right, named Orphamiel. - Exactly, you must have been curious yourself, otherwise you would have resisted more.- added Razael, standing on the left. - Okay, take it easy guys.- Rathanael turned gently to them. - There's no point in arguing, since you're already here anyway.- Saraqael said, looking at those three like a mother on her mischievous children.- Please, be more serious, you belong to the Scarlet Roses after all. You're good at your job, but sometimes you act like children.- she sighed, then turned her head to Esther.- Meet your colleagues, they're Orphamiel, Anahel and Razael.- Saraqael introduced them, pointing from right to left.- Their main task is to bri

“But I am human. I’ve been human all my life.’’ Her eyes widened with realization and she bowed her head. “I’m sorry if I spoke out of turn, Master.” I waved my hands dismissively. “Given the circumstances, you may react however you please.” “You’re definitely not human,” Dahlia repeated for emphasis. “Remember what the prophecy said, Dante: A child will be born of titanium blue, Scarlet red in all her glory, Listen for every word is true…’’

She spat the last word like it was poison. “If she ever gets the people on her side… if Asher helps her take the throne…” Scarlet shook her head. “It’s over for us.” Titling her head, Emma asked, “So what do you want to do?” “I want to end this, now,” she said with a glint in her eyes. “You mean…” “Yes.” Scarlet’s voice was cold as death. “We will kill her.” “She’s not just any alpha female,” Emma warned. “She has the Moon goddess hovering around her, same as Asher.”

They were no longer just the marks of an Alpha Lycan; they carried the faint, terrifying resonance of Scarlett’s Sovereign Qi. He turned to Scarlett. She had found a fresh set of clothes—a sleek, high-collared combat tunic of midnight blue silk, embroidered with the faint silver constellations of the Prometheus navigational charts. She looked every inch the Star-Weaver, a queen who belonged to both the ancient earth and the infinite void. "Ready to break the heavens, little Exorcist?" Caleb asked, offering her his hand. "I've been waiting three thousand years," Scarlett smirked, intertwining her fingers with his.

But she noticed that his head was shaved clean with a glistening tattoo on it. Alpha Scarlet wore a permanent scowl on her face for some reason unknown to Cora. She was by far one of the most beautiful and voluptuous woman that Cora had ever seen and she didn't hesitate to hide it. Alpha Scarlet had won her throne as Alpha Superior purely through her blood and sweat, as all Alphas according to the pack laws of the Deum Belli are picked. A fight to the death in the arena. Being the second girl child out of seven siblings. Only she had emerged victorious, sparing only her sister's life since she was with child. Her hair was a mass of flowing red that was tied in four long ropes that tumbled do

He approached her. "Scarlet has a twin," The words left his lips in amusement and it wasn't a question. The face staring at him was that of Scarlet, he would have mistaken her for his mate but her posture gave her away and the blonde hair was without a doubt and she smelled like an unmated Omega. She nodded, a small familiar smile tugged at her lips as if impressed. "I'm Sara and you're right, I'm Scarlet's twin," Reid smirked. "Get Zelena," He ordered while keeping his eyes trained on her and she didn't cower at his gaze and his eyes glimmered in amusement. Seemed, like it ran in the family.

Laylin softly breathed out a sigh at his flaring temper. She closed her eyes in silent, her heart drumming in her chest. “Scarlet was the daughter of a Rakhbar Princess and Sansy so it made her the perfect medium: the blood of both, Red Witch and White Wolf. You said the Old Mistress sees the future, did she see it?”

Its voice shakes the earth, each word a thunderclap. *“I. AM. INEVITABLE.”* The scar on Silas’s chest *splits*, golden-violet energy bleeding into the vortex. He collapses, agony shredding his senses as the titan’s gaze locks onto him. *“Thank you, Silas,”* it booms, raising a hand that crackles with apocalyptic power. *“Your sacrifice will be remembered.”* The world whites out. Somewhere in the void, Zara’s voice whispers one final plea: