Miraculous Scarlet Lady Au นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It happened to be a waterfall, the surroundings is filled with tall trees and the waterfall is amazing giving off a tranquil feeling to the soul. Scarlet looked ahead and she saw a lady standing at the edge of a cliff, her back was facing her so she couldn’t mark out the face of the lady. Taking a deep breathe and a sign of the cross after muttering a silent prayer, Scarlet proceeded towards the cliff and she joined the lady. “Hello.” Scarlet muttered but loud enough for the young lady to hear her. The lady gave an evil chuckle instead, and she said without looking at Scarlet. “I thought you wouldn’t come but I was proven wrong and just like the adage that says ‘Curiosity killed the cat’ and

The way predators go still when a blur finally becomes a target. “She photographed them,” I said. It wasn’t a question. “That’s my best guess, yes.” I looked down at the untouched whiskey glass. My reflection stared back at me through the amber surface, fractured and distorted. Scarlett had come to the lounge tonight calling me Daddy. Dropping glasses. Arching her back. Letting her dress ride just high enough to keep every man in the room looking at her legs. Every movement calculated. Every second designed to make me look at her body instead of thinking about what she had already done that morning.

"How sure are you of that....." "I'm being sincere when I say this Scarlett." Orlan paused for a while as he finally stared at me. "There's no one who's as sweet as you Scarlett. And I'm saying this because I have tasted two different kinds of water, and I can tell that a red hairy lady is sweeter than a blonde-haired lady." Orlan uttered with complete sincerity.

Scarlet’s next target had been on Cassius; she wanted to take revenge on him for the terrible treatment he gave her when she was at the clubhouse and as well find a way to save those girls who had suffered the same fate as her. She would need Leonardo’s men to assist her but she had to conduct this plan without Leonardo finding out that she needed her own men who were answerable to only her. The type of men that could keep secrets even if they were tortured into spilling it. Scarlet stepped out onto the balcony of the penthouse with these thoughts running through her mind. the warm desert air enveloping her as she gazed out at the dazzling cityscape of Las Vegas. The Strip stretched out befo

Scarlet thought. I went to the bathroom and took a bath. After taking a bath, I got dressed, wore my eyeglasses and blow dried my hair. I was looking at herself in front of the mirror as I tied my hair up to a messy bun. I am so lazy to fix this bun, I am always ugly and I can’t even understand why Dimitri thinks I am beautiful. The make up in the bar was so amazing though. It felt like it was not me. Yes, it was not me. It was Scarlet Heart. I am Hearcille Reina, the plain jane.

His hair was hiding his eyes and she couldn't control it anymore She touched his hair lightly, she was sure he was asleep by now as he wasn't even moving. She gently pushed his hair out of his eyes, but before she could take a second to admire how beautiful he was, he opened his eyes. They were blue. Ice blue. They were beautiful. It was as if they held magic in them. They were attracting her towards him in a way that it was hard for her to oppose the force. It felt like those eyes held the most heartbreaking stories and scars. They were the eyes of a person who'd been through enough to last a lifetime.

"This place is all girly and it nauseates me" I bursted into laughter at what he said, I just really like the fact that he manages to make me happy. He held my hand and took me out of the room taking me to his own room where I was before. We entered and he sat me on the bed, he walked towards his table and then came back holding a round white cream jar stuff. I stared at it. "Whats that?". "It can help you take away those marks on you and heal your scars". "Reece ..".

As much as I wanted to die, I didn't want a painful death. I dabbed at my eyes with the hem of my dress. “Here,” Mikhail held out his iPad to me. The selfie camera was open. I took it from him and accessed my eye makeup. Whatever products Leah had used were invincible because my makeup was just fine. I took several deep breaths and fluffed my hair. I was going to get through this night. And I planned to do that by devising ways to hurt Mikhail. I held his iPad back out to him. “I'm ready,” I said and reached for the door handle without looking at him. “Stay. I'll get it,” he said and stepped out of his side. I inhaled deeply and slipped my feet into the heels.

Now all that is left of Marion is his body, wingless and without his furry feathers anymore, brown and charred with burnt skin on some parts, soak in broth and vegetables around him. “M..marion..” she whisper. She couldn’t hear the sound of Ariadne calling out to her. She was crying too and tried to wake her from her shock but Eve vision went red. She felt her Gift rising from her skin, her life-force pools in her palm as she jumps on the screaming Agnes who just had a wide smile before. Screaming can be heard in the dining room. She felt hands tried to pull her off but her gift made her strong and everyone who tries to touch her cringed in pain when I contact with her icy cold body.

“I thought you would have learnt some manners by now?” “I would have.” Something dangerously low resonated under Xander’s voice. “If you had learned to stop flirting with any woman you saw.” “Beautiful woman, you mean.” Oliver let out a loud laugh, before drawing his gaze back to me. I watched something dark flicker in his eyes for a bit, before disappearing again. “And Kieran here isn't just beautiful, she's a goddess. A reincarnation of the moon goddess herself.” “Don't you dare.” Xander warned and I almost grinned at how territorial he sounded. “Don't you try to…”