Remilia Scarlet Figure Novels & Stories

Recognized as an Angel, he will find out he's much more after losing his form. • Scarlet Minter: The not-so-normal human girl is eighteen years old. She's smart and can literally break your face if you say shit about her or anyone she cares about. The fierce yet loving girl has long black hair with small eyes. She's shorty too, height: 168 cm (5'5 ft), weighing 47 kg (103 lbs). MBTI type: INFJ. Her life's all good with her overprotective brother letting her do everything. The pair of cousins is closer than most of the siblings. She is joined at the butt with Timothy and Sofia, her only friends. Favorite Color: Black. Zodiac: Taurus. Scarlet walks the way she wants to and no one can convince

A spiral ring of flames surrounded the ruby which burst apart, and within the rings of flames, Maria was able to spot a small figure floating in the center. After the flames dispersed, Maria saw that the six-inch tiny figure had bright, fiery red hair styled into twin tails with buns on top and decorated with gold Chinese hair accessories. Her large ruby-colored eyes glared fiercely at the golem. The gender of the chibi figure was definitely female, seeing how her wardrobe consisted of a red cheongsam battle-style dress with bold gold accents and designs.

Standing in the doorway, bathed in harsh light, I couldn't look away from the betrayal unfolding in front of me. Leila pulled away, her eyes meeting mine with a calculating stare that sent shivers down my spine. There was no hint of remorse in her expression, as if she were wearing a mask of deception that had finally slipped away, revealing her true nature as a master of lies. Trembling, my hand pointed accusingly, but I couldn't find my voice to verbalize the question that hung in the air. Jason, on the other hand, recoiled in a dramatic show of surprise, a facade of innocence painted across his face like a cruel parody.

I asked her, and she looked at the water and looked at me. "You won't gain the magic of the Valkin," she said, and I was in shock. "Your mate has no wolf. You can only gain the magic when her wolf comes. She is just as good as a chosen for now," she said, and I was shocked. I looked at Maxwell and Clay, and the shock registered on their faces too. "Will she ever gain her wolf?" I asked, and she looked at me. "What is her name?" Elsa asked. "Scarlett Vladislav," Clay responded, and she looked at us.

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

It wasn't as firm as before. "Maybe I can help you." I spoke in a softer tone, a tactic Klaus had used on me countless times and it always worked. "Maybe all you need is someone with a different view." Scarlett sighed and unlocked her cell phone, then handed it to me. It's a drawing of a dress in dark tones, the top is the one with the most detail for now. It's a bodice with a black background, but you can see the drawings of scales making an S from the left shoulder and outlining the body, where it looks like the dragon's tail is hiding behind. On the right side it's cleaner, but I can see an arrow there and on the side there's a lace detail, as if they were small scales. There was also a t

Inconspicuous on the dark corner of the desk next to the jointed lamp stood a black wooden figure perhaps the height of one-and-a-half handspans. Aminata jumped up and fetched it, and when Amy took it into her hands she saw that it was a carving of a woman. The limbs were too short for realism, the body too long and the hands too big, but the final effect was of pattern and intent. The arms were raised to frame the elegant head, leaving the small, pointed breasts and pregnant belly to form their own springing lines. Hips and belly were each carved with a band of chevron-stripes which echoed the slanting lines of the eyes and mouth. 'She's wonderful,' Amy said, cradling the little figure in h

Her gaze moved slowly and finally landed on the mirror opposite. “Who… is this woman?” Scarlet reached out her hand to touch her body, feeling the warm body heat transmitted through her skin, this feeling is completely real! This is Scarlet in flesh and blood, not her dream anymore. What the hell happened? Where's her crown? "Anselm! I want to go back! Quickly bring me back." … Scarlet looked for a long time at the woman in the mirror, with delicate eyebrows, white, smooth skin, full of spring colors. Especially the eyes, big round almond eyes, very lively. To evaluate this beauty, she can only use one word "excellent".

He could put on rags and still make it look like a clothing for the runway. Emilia was dressed in a purple summer dress that stop at the middle of her thighs paired with black flats to compliment. Her hair was let down today, dancing with the wind. Like Liam, she also had a pair of sunglass but hers was used as a band for her hair. “ Of course Lucia.” Emilia replied Lucia with a huge smile on her face. Liam was at the side talking to his father. It looked like they were having a serious conversation but Emilia decided not pry too much.

He got interrupted by a tug on his arm. My breath got stuck in my throat for a fraction of a second as soon as the giant figure appeared in front of me, making me look like an ant. "Yes?" The Scar face asked while hovering over me. Actually he didn't hover over me but he was too tall so I had to crook my neck fully up to see him. I've never seen such a tall guy in my whole life. This is called extraordinary tall. "Why did you send your men to my boutique?" I asked and he kept looking down at me with his blank eyes. He is always like this. Emotionless, maybe because he is heartless.