Novel Scarlet Letter Novels & Stories

Scarlet greeted the moment Darius entered the room. Her gaze lifted to meet his, and a rush of emotion stirred in her chest. The absence had weighed heavily on her—those long, solitary nights locked away by her uncle, during which she feared she would never again stand before him. Now, she had returned, resolute in her decision to be by his side. If she had not left the pack in the first place, she might have been his wife instead of Ravena. It was a mistake she could not undo, but it was one she could rectify. If Ravena had done it, then surely she, too, could.

I said “Oh, that’s an apology Christmas gift from Beta Kim. She is sorry for everything. She can’t face you and asked me to give you this. She hand picked them from mothers gardens so you can’t say no to it” said Scarllet retyping to sound strict “Doesn’t that your friend have any self respect in her blood? She tried to kill Nina and I will never forgive her for it” I said

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.

Scarlet scowled and went back to what she was doing, which was rewriting the Mafia and pack rules which were more than three hundred, Scarlet didn't even know they had rules till she was dragged into this immense room, filled with ancient patterns walls, and design, made her sit and rewrite these godforsaken rules his grandpa had set when he was the leader of the Mafia. She pouted, thinking back to what was supposed to happen. She pressed her knuckles against her chin while her other hand was writing on a plain sheet with ancient a feather and ink, Scarlet didn't know what happened to a pen which was much better and easier to use. So when she heard the word punishment, she was expecting some

"It's a children's tale. I have a version of this book in the common tongue, but once I knew it was an adaptation of an even older book, I had always wanted to see the original one. I found one in... well, in a library, of sorts, in Hovania, and I stole it. But I never got to open it." Scarlett let out a long, drawn-out sigh. "As much as I enjoy sneaking around this place with you, I would really appreciate it if you gave me some context. First, you said it was lightning-" "Shhhh," someone said again. "FOR FUCKS SAKE, CAN YOU RELAX?!" Scarlett bellowed, heading towards the center of the library, where she thought the shushes had come from. A girl who couldn't be much older than her glowered

he said and handed a letter to me. I opened it 📩Hope you loved my gift sweetheart more is coming watch your back You'll regret ever rejecting my proposal ❤Justin ❤📩 Justin did this, he set my house on fire all because I refused his stupid proposal. "That bastard" Jack said through gritted teeth as he took the letter and tore it into pieces before he hugged me muttering comforting words to me. Justin set my house on fire Chapter 41 Merlin POV I searched through the drawers of Justin room. There has to be something that explains Justin sudden change in attitude.

Scarlett I was finishing off getting ready for my dinner with PJ. I was dreading it, but I never had a choice. He is not the kind of man you say no to. I was not getting too dressed up, though, because I had work after, and I didn’t want him thinking I was making a special effort for him. I don’t need to add to his delusions. I felt guilty going out with another man when things were going so well between Caleb and me. I need to do everything I can to get through this night.

SCAR'S POV. Red. Then it's black. Who am I? Who am I? What am I? Kill. Kill her. No....stop it stop talking to me. Moonlight? Where are you? It's like loosing control. The darkness slowly evolving. No... stop. Stop it. Who are you Scarlet...? Control. Everything. Control. Scarlet is Scarlet. (Authors mid-note: it's kinda confusing I know. Bit that's the whole deal. To be confused ;) )

“Stacey, we need to go.” “Are you kidding?” she whispered, clutching my arm. “I need a moment to process what just happened. He was even hotter than I imagined, and that woman with him? Who is she, Tarini? And why do you get all the luck? First, you’re on a date with Mr Dr Good-on-Paper Aryan, and then Professor Valerian himself swoops in to save you?” Well her madness is the result of the woman with Valerian. “It’s not luck,” I muttered, trying to brush off her questions. “And he’s just…our professor. I need that recommendation, Stacey. This isn’t a romantic comedy.”

I can hardly control myself, sitting across from her after searching like a raving mad man for the last couple of years. I’ve had women in that time. More than I can count. And it will never feel like that night. I hunger, I thirst, I crave her taste. Yet, I sit still, keeping my hands to myself, even if it goes against my very nature. I laugh inwardly at the thought. And the humans say chivalry is dead. Scarlett’s cheeks redden with anger and something dark and ancient flashes in her eyes. “Who I choose to fuck is none of your business. Has and will never be.”