Miraculous Scarlet Lady Au นิยาย & เรื่องราว

That's why she can't kill her. Scarlet smiled at her triumphantly and sarcasm was dripping from her smile. "You can't kill me Aurora," Scarlet said loudly while laughing. And lift her hand in the air. "Because I'm immortal." "What do you think about yourself that you can do anything with your power? And you underestimate my powers. I'm famous for my powers and I'm the most powerful witch in my clan. You tried to burn me into ashes. But you don't know I can end your life." Scarlet said arrogantly. And Aurora looked at her with her sharp gaze.

*** Aurora I found myself in a drowsy state, one that seemed like a dream but held the gravity of reality. Someone was manipulating my leg, firmly restraining it, and I felt the sensation of cuffs closing around my legs. My left hand was elevated and secured, and as I fought against it, the hopelessness of my efforts became clear. Opening my eyes, I was met with the sight of Scarlet, her fiery red hair a stark contrast to the dim surroundings. Her gaze locked onto mine with an intensity that sent a chill down my spine.

Nicollas stops crawling and says something I can't hear because it's too far away. I wait for a few minutes, and Deniel teleports away with Lina, using one of his potions. As soon as Deniel and Lina vanish, the beasts (as they're called by Deniel and Scarllet). Stop fighting and retreat back into the forest. I turn my attention to Nicollas, who is unconscious and covered in blood on the ground. "Check if Nicollas is dead, human, and if he's not, finish him off, then come back home, understood, Sophie?" Scarllet orders with her eyes purple with anger. Once again, I'm lost; why is she so angry that her eyes turn purple?

She turned her gaze to Madam Mira, who had watched the entire thing without moving a single inch. "Madam Mira," Scarlet commanded, her tone cold and vicious. "Yes, Lady Scarlet?" "Lock her up. She is not to receive a single drop of water or a single crumb of food until I say so. Let's see how arrogant this wolfless slave stays when she's starving to death." "Understood, Lady Scarlet," Madam Mira replied with a low bow. Scarlet shot me one last disgusted look, turned on her high heels, and strutted down the hallway, her silk skirts swishing angrily behind her.

I followed, closing the door behind me. I found myself staring at what appeared to be some kind of study, shelves lined up on three walls, papers and documents spread across every surface. “Sit” Madam Margaret pointed to one of the two chairs in front of her desk. I did as instructed but my thoughts were only on Aurora. “When they first brought her here, she was about four or five and was unconscious. I can't remember the details because I wasn't in charge then. I don't remember the place she came from but I know she's chaos”

I'm sure she'd like another boy to ruin. My heels kept getting heavier by the second. I could feel the glares biting into whatever was left of my pride. There was gold and ivory inside in the ballroom. There had been a fairytale ceiling pulled out, a chandelier that sparkled like in a fairytale, roses spilling crystal vases, and a string quartet playing some sort of heavenly music for some fairytale I wasn't experiencing.

For one thing those ladies had tattoos on different part of their bodies, their hair colour and length were different and they had fake ass and boobs. I had the original copies of the videos, that's what I meant by I was a step ahead of Harry. ⚡⚡flashback⚡⚡ "Now my plan is: I'm gonna hack Harry's phone and his other electronic devices, I'll also plant a bugging device on his clothes to keep track of his plans..... Once I know what his up to, I'll get the original copies of his idea and I'll have his voice recordings and any other useful information with me......

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

I open the attachment. I am at a loss for words at with, I see. It's Amelie passed out being carried by Matt. He has slightly pulled back the collar of her shirt, showing a black and bloody scar where her Mate Mark was. This is what a Scarred One looks like. I am horrified that she had to go through that. I'm pissed Matt is holding her. I shouldn't be, but I am. I stop for a second and re-read his report. I look at the time she completed the ritual, around midnight. Her wolf was harmed in the process, and she was bleeding and injured. It was all the things Rose and Daisy said. I closed the attachment and sat back in my chair.

Ann waited for her to leave before scurrying through her morning plan, she made sure to apply some soothing balm under her eyes before rushing to the green salon. Lady Arnold was sitting on one of the blue seats. Ann had always wondered why the room had not been named a blue salon. Nearly everything in the room was blue and the only green she could find was the leaf of a flower that Lady Arnold perhaps planted. “ Your grace,” Ann let out, gaining her attention. “ We should be on our way, I'm sure Ravenscroft must have readied the mares,” she announced standing up. “ Are we riding them?” Ann inquired.