Miraculous Scarlet Lady Au Mga Nobela at Kwento

But before she could lash out at her, she beamed into happiness and hugged the lady dressed in a fire-orange midi skirt flaunting her soft white skin. “Osiris! Oh my God! Finally. I have been waiting for you.” Scarlet wrapped the lady in a tight hug and the lady reciprocated. “You are so beautiful, Trinity. And I am honored to be here for any help.” Osiris said. A light flicker of moonlight was coming from the side window making Osiris look magnificent and a Holy Creature. Her fire-orange dress and her red-golden hairs made her appear like a Goddess of fire. Scarlet smiled and glanced at her beautiful hair that was cascading down to her hips. Osiris looked through Scarlet’s eyes and stepped

The little thing in front of him was attempting to seduce him but Radyn merely assumed that she was just happy to see him. She smoothed down bits of her red-coloured hair, trying to fix the waves, that would naturally fly out if it were not for the magic of hairspray, to make herself look more presentable. It would have been a lie to say that the late mornings did not do her justice as Scarlet looked more extravagant than ever. With her lacy, crimson nightgown hugging her comfortably and her ruby irises vibrant in the light, it made sense why she was called Scarlet. She had an alluring yet devilish charm to her that the Werewolf adored.

I was about to pick up my girl when her mom stopped me, she moved me away and knelt before Scarlet placing her hands on her (Scarlet's) shoulder. After a few seconds she moved away. Motioning for me to carry her. I looked at my girl who was now healed!!.... She was breathing normally with no sign that she was hurt except of course the blood that was covering her. I looked at her mom wondering what just happened and how she was able to do that but then I remembered Skylar's words. Scarlet was a half Angel and half goddess does this mean that her mom is the goddess?! The moon goddess Serene??!! Scarlet's mom just gave me a knowing looking and her attention shifted to the limp body of Skylar.

Scarlet nodded, the hands melted away, and she stood back as October and Harlow took their revenge. Scarlet smiled down at Coraline when they were done. "Honestly. Selina, Mariah, Rose, Coraline, or whatever you call yourself. I don't know how you did it. Pretending to be so many people, but killing you will feel so fucking good. Especially after how you betrayed all of us, who truly cared for you." Scarlet laughed, her true side showing. Her purple eyes burned away as purple flames took their place. Her hair was now completely on fire and a scythe appeared in her hand.

Blake’s POV The great hall burned with light, brighter than I had ever seen it. Hundreds of candles glowed from chandeliers above, their flames mirrored in polished marble floors. Crimson banners cascaded down the high walls, stitched with gold thread that caught the firelight. Flowers—moonlilies and roses—perfumed the air until it was heavy, intoxicating. And at the heart of it all, walking toward me, was Amara. The crowd hushed as she entered. Her gown flowed like liquid sunlight, golden-brown silk threaded with silver that shimmered with each step. Her curls crowned with moonlilies, her dual-colored eyes shining, she was no longer only my mate. She was the embodiment of prophecy itself.

They were looking at her in an odd way, and Scarlet braced herself for the questions. “OMG, what happened to you?” Jasmin asked, hurrying up to her. Black, petite, and filled with energy, Jasmin was one of Scarlet’s two other closest friends. At five foot one, with short black hair and large green eyes, Jasmin appeared to be small and frail—but she was actually tough as nails, and prided herself on not being pushed around by anyone and never taking no for an answer. She was fearless, and she always inspired Scarlet, who sometimes wished she could be half as fearless as her. Scarlet loved her, but she could be gossipy, and she never seemed to be able to stop talking. “I heard like, you went m

I gave up and rushed to get into position before Scarlett came looking for me. Just as I make it to my placement, I watch as a young blonde girl walks through the curtain toward the stage. Her head is held high as she sways her hips seductively. I know that I am next up for the auction block; I’m also the last for the evening, the Gem, as Scarlett informed me earlier. The Auctioneer’s voice can be heard as she points out the ‘treasure’s’ attributes, and what the buyer’s money will be paying for. I hear the bidding start at fifty thousand just as Scarlett comes to stand beside me.

A necklace caught my attention in the middle of the glass window. "Good morning, sir. How may I help you?" the saleslady asked. "I want to see that one," I said and pointed to the necklace. She immediately took it. The necklace is stunning. It sparkles, it's a small crystal drop necklace. It suits Scarlet perfectly. This necklace is also the color of her name. "It's a Scarlet red minimalist crystal necklace." I turned around at what the saleslady said. "That necklace symbolizes courage, passion, strength, joy, and heat." she continued. I smiled, just like my honey. It really suits her.

"She was banned from coming to the pack house some years ago. Now, this morning she was found in front of the pack house trying to get in. She almost killed two of our guards. For a sick woman, she sure is strong. She probably was pretending all along. Therefore she has been seen as a threat and will have to be killed." "You can't do that," I screamed. I was baffled by I was about to move forward but I was stopped by strong hands holding me down. Two guards were beside me holding me. My mother looked at me and smiled. "Scarlet baby, this day I was going to come sooner or later. I had to do this because I didn't have much time left. Remember, the moon goddess will always guide you. I'll watch

Both of us were soaked. Seeing that I had also been splashed, the villager hurried forward, intending to apologize. However, the moment he looked at me, he fell silent as he stared in shock. I paused for a moment before realizing something was wrong. My heart sank. Sure enough, Aldric’s gaze shifted back and forth between Rosalind and me. “The Princess’s mark on her forehead washed away with the water, but Lady Leanora’s makeup faded… and revealed a real birthmark! Lady Leanora… She is the true Chosen One!”