Pokemon Scarlet Eri Novels & Stories

I watched Rhyker standing behind the counter and flipped the scrambled eggs with his pan, he was shirtless and wore a white apron with black joggers. He had one particular tattoo on the back of his neck, it's a drawing of a crown, the crown of Rosla. He whistled while making scrambled eggs. "Are you awake Hemilia? I'm sorry I wasn't in our bed, I wanted to make breakfast for you." He said not looking at me, I gawked at his strong and broad back that is able to give comforting hugs from him. "What's the special occasion?" I chuckled and walked toward him, he turned around and smiled.

She stood up from his embrace and straightened herself. "Omar? Yes I..." She paused to clear her throat then she noticed that his silver white outfit had been stained red, placing a palm on his chest, she felt his accelerated heart beat and his rasped breathing and swiftly withdrew her hand. She shivered when realization dawned on her and she took a step back. "Omar...?" She searched his eyes and pointed to his clothes. "What is that? Is that... blood on you?" "Blood?!" Saadiya and Parvina chorused and rushed forward, stopping just behind Mariam and their eyes widened when they saw the huge stain.

I am the daughter of Alpha Shell from the Scarlet Pack and my mother is a Moors princess! Sherizad batted her eyelids at fifty bats per second. Ryan could not help but feel a little something knock at the gates of his icy heart. Love was in the air.

"You may have prepared, but have you ever actually done it yourself?" Scarlett raised her chin defiantly. "I may be young, but I'm not inexperienced. I learned some stuff while I was in Europe." Without warning, Romero's hand shot out and grabbed hold of Scarlett's right hand, pulling her towards him until their lips were almost touching. Scarlett struggled against him, but he held her firmly in place.

Heart said and teased Georgia. Georgia pouted her lips. “Alright, but yeah, congratulations, girl! You are so lucky! Don’t worry, he will not recognize you. Heartcille and Scarlet are two different people, always remember that!” Georgia replied. Heart just grinned and agreed. “Yeah, you are right.”

, I came out of my car and I wasn’t surprised when Scarlett came out wearing a long face. “You bitch!” She said as she walked towards me. “Can we do this later, I got work. Thank you” I said dryly and made to enter my car but she was fast to touch me by my hand. I quickly removed her hand from my body like it was a plague and looked at her angrily. “Never in your life, I repeat, never touch me with that hand you uses to give my dad a hand job” Scarlett looked pretty embarrassed as I said that but she was quick to cover it up with a scoff.

And so, I made my way to the seer’s quarters, hoping she might give me something, anything, to hold on to. It was late, well past midnight, but my desperation outweighed any consideration for the hour. I approached Elsa’s room, feeling the weight of my hope and dread. Just as I reached her door, a sudden sensation rippled through me—an unmistakable tingle on the side of my neck where Scarlett’s mark was etched into my skin. The mark burned softly, a faint, yearning tug, like the whisper of a long-lost love. A surge of desire washed over me, powerful and sweet, but just as I tried to grasp it, the connection faded, as though something had cut it off.

Lucas warned and Carlos glared at him. "How could you be so evil?! You're the Alpha, you're not meant to be a monster" he argued. "Stand down Beta" Lucas warned again. Carlos sighed and turned to look at me. "Run" he mouthed. "You little -" Lucas shouted as he tried to punch Carlos but Carlos stopped his hand mid-air. I tried to get off the floor. "Run, Kieran! Now!" He shouted this time and it felt like all the energy I needed entered my body at that moment.

In the rhythmic beat of the music, I found fleeting comfort, a temporary escape from the ache in my chest. The pulsing rhythm filled the air, heightening As the dance floor beckoned, I stumbled onto its chaotic stage, becoming a mere silhouette in the sea of pulsating lights. The music became a distorted lullaby, easing the pain momentarily. A mysterious stranger, like a shadow emerging from the haze, locked eyes with me, drawing me into an unexplainable connection that transcended the blurred reality. In my intoxicated state, liquid courage surged through my veins, dulling the inhibitions that would have held me back. The stranger's gaze seemed to pull at the very essence of my being, and w

‘No, Scar! Don’t close your eyes!’ Ulva’s voice echoed urgently in Scarlett’s mind, causing her to groan in response to yet another punishing blow. She felt another hit, and her body burnt in pain. But then, a primal growl erupted from the depths of Scarlett’s being, signaling a profound shift within her. In a dramatic twist, her eyes burst open, ablaze with an orange inferno adorned with a silver sparkle. Like a fierce storm, she unleashed a rapid and calculated punch, feeling a satisfying connection before the air filled with a sharp grunt.