Gone With The Wind Scarlett Novels & Stories

I howled, about to race over and kill him for ever daring to lay a finger upon my mate – Then Scarlett winked at me. I paused. She’d asked me to trust her, and I did. Her hands started to glow gold. Quick as a flash she shoved out her arms. An unearthly gust of wind swept through the woods. The remaining rogues all fell to the ground as one. “I stole the breath from their lungs,” she said, like it was no biggie whatsoever. “They’ll wake up soon enough. I’d grab a couple to question.” Her hard expression softened. “If – if you think that is a good idea, Alpha.”

She could see that his wolf was near the surface, in conflict with what was going on. "Why did you do that?'' She asked. ''Because... you... I don't know,'' Horatio admitted before turning away and wiping his mouth. ''I should go. I told Miley that we could visit the town,'' Scarlet said before walking away. ** "This is nice, really nice, pleasant town, nice people, just simply nice,'' Miley said. Scarlet nodded, taking a bite out of her apple. "You sure do like apples,'' Miley smile. Scarlet nodded again. "I am the evil witch, after all, have to live up to the stereotype.''

The brothers were no different from each other. " This is just perfect." Scarlett muttered to herself, covering herself with a cloak and slipping out, " I'll bring you down so hard, the only person that'll be able to help you would be me... Then, I'll take everything from you." She muttered to herself as she hurried out of the mansion. A carriage was already waiting for her outside. She stepped into the carriage, her clothes slightly soaked. The carriage driver snapped his reins and off they rode into the stormy night. It's a perfect night.

She could feel the worms wriggling in her heart, the squirming of the worms made her stomach queasy. However, her attention was suddenly diverted as a gust of cold wind swept across her face, and blew her long hair. The gust of wind carried voices whispering in her ear, not the whispers of the surrounding leaves, but other whispers that she could understand. Leah looked left and right, it seemed that no one felt the gust of wind and whispers except for her. Even Mia and Grace who were standing so close to her didn't feel what she felt. The whisper called her name, she was sure. Not the sound of the wind, or the voices in her head, someone called her name

Scarlett saw it and breathed more easily than she had all morning. “You understand what your family will do with this,” Maddox said. “Yes.” “And you still intend to stop.” Scarlett lifted her chin. “I intend to walk back inside without pretending this was courtship.” For the first time since she had known him, Maddox gave her something close to approval without pity. “Then walk first,” he said. Scarlett understood the courtesy. If she left first, she would not look dismissed. If he followed after a few moments, the image would belong less to rejection and more to choice.

“Sera, if you’re going to be like this, there’s really nothing I can do to help you.” The room fell dead silent again. I pulled out my phone, rebooked the earliest flight back home, and began packing my bags. My hand paused as I reached the very bottom of my suitcase, brushing against the small, elegant ring box I had brought with me. With a bitter smile, I pushed it back into the dark corner. By the time I dragged my suitcase out of the suite, they were nowhere to be found. The scarf sat entirely isolated, hanging limply on the coat rack near the entrance. It turned out that the scarf wasn’t actually all that important to either of them.

Dylan called once again, his voice filled with longing. Scarlett ignored him, her expression unyielding. She reached her car and opened the door, sliding into the driver's seat with ease. She closed the door and flipped her hair. As she started the engine, Dylan rushed to the window, his hands pressing against the glass. "Scarlett, don't do this," he pleaded. "We can work through this." Scarlett's gaze turned cold as she looked at him. She slowly pulled off the ring on her finger, the diamond glinting in the light. With a swift motion, she threw it at him, the ring hitting the pavement with a metallic clink.

“Let me handle this. I wanted to before, but Nolan wouldn’t let me.” I opened my mouth to protest, but she placed a gentle hand over mine and her gaze left no room for argument. Reluctantly, I stepped aside. Scarlett turned to the crowd, her voice strong yet calm. “It’s true. I had a difficult time finding my wolf. That wasn’t because I’m human—it was because I was a victim of circumstances beyond my control which I won’t go into details about because it’s useless to you. But I’ve found my wolf now and that’s all that should matter. I’m here to set the record straight. The rumors you’ve been hearing are false.”

she added defiantly, tilting her head as if challenging me further. “Like you said, you wouldn't let anything stop you from marrying her. And guess what? I have the same principle. I won’t let anything get in the way of getting what I want—you. And if you’re wondering if I regret what I did to Giselle, like Katniss said…” Scarlett took a step closer to me, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous edge. “The answer is no. Not at all.” “You!” I hissed, my hands curling into fists at my sides.

Gwen smiled at him. ~~~~ Scarlett decided to go to the mall, she was lacking a few things and this was the perfect opportunity to get them. It would also help her to cool off, considering how angry Jacob had gotten her. She was busy shopping for skincare products when she saw Adrian standing in one of the aisles, looking at perfumes. She gasped and turned around, hoping that he hadn't seen her. “I have to get away from him.” She whispered to herself and took another route, she kept looking back and was relieved when she didn't see him anymore.