Remilia Scarlet Figure Novels & Stories

They were beautifully coloured but scales? Scarlette noticed me staring and giggled. "You know how I love water and lose myself in it?" I nodded. "My mother was half-human, half-mermaid, but to be more precise, her mermaid genes dominated the human gene, so let's say she wasn't human. Ever heard about the story of Mirties Perlai?" I shook my head. "Okay, let me rephrase that. Do you remember the story about Death Pearls?" I nodded. Sapphire told me a story once, about a group of sea creatures that were solely dedicated to evil and their evil queen who sought nothing but to claim every ocean and destroy other life forms that aren't her species.

Not to mention, the fact that she was a Rank 6 Evolved One made her look even more like a doll. Rayne let out a smile when Lucas touched her head. Scarlet, the beauty of the Apocalyptic Legion, was wearing a long, red, fiery dress; her hair was at waist-length. At that moment, the blazing sunlight could be seen shining on her gorgeous face. It was unknown whether it was the sunlight that lightened up Scarlet or the other way round. The sense of horror within Joanna lessened when she saw Rayne's sweet smile. "Senior, where are we headed now?" asked Joanna.

They may live in the same dimension but they have their individual lives. “I’m not gonna fight you, Azrael, and you know why I’m here,” Remiel said. She’s beautiful, just like Azrael herself. Her thick copper wavy hair drapes on her chest, deep amber eyes, high cheekbones, and slim physique made everyone turn their heads. Her face is more calm compared to Azrael’s sharp expressions. Azrael is probably just an inch taller than her.

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.

"That means, the woman in that depiction... Is my grandmother?" Tyler nodded... "So, that's what describes the relics." She murmured. "What relic?" He asked. And Scarlett then told him about her mother's relics. He then informed her that, There were two sets of relics their mother left for them. One was for Scar's mother which she has taken away before leaving. And the other one was for his wife. However, he never got married so it was still with him. Both again turned silent. As Scar was processing the sudden pieces of information, Tyler spoke. "You said, your company is redesigning the legendary perfume, right?"

She traded her brilliant future for his life. Pulling Julian from a burning car cost Nora her career, her mobility, and her peace of mind. Guilt-ridden, Julian married her. He built a safe, padded world to care for her broken body—paying back a life-or-death debt with zero actual love. Then his long-lost first love returned from Paris. Clara claims Nora’s care is holding her back. She convinces Julian to strip away Nora’s comfort and ignore her desperate panic attacks in the name of "tough love." While Julian turns icy cold to his wife, he showers Clara with romance and expensive gifts. He thinks Nora is trapped. He’s wrong. Silently, secretly, Nora just accepted a dream offer in Londo

ignoring the fight she had with light. She opened the box softly, and brought out a orb, a single crystal orb..with a moon crescent on it. Shimmering slightly..the orb burst open as a silhouette slipped out. A beautiful woman, hair white as snow, eyes as dark as the night, long flowing hair that seemed to never have its end. The figure smiled at Madeline, as its hands caressed her face. "You have gone through a lot dear child..." Meliaka smiled as she looked at the little half angel, who had grown far more than her expectation.

she smirked. I make a face and rolled my eyes, again. “Of course, you know, I don't know but—” I was cut off when I heard the doorbell rang. “Who’s that? Tatiana! You are not bringing a men on my unit and having s*x with him, do you?” Moli asked while widening her eyes. I just laughed and ended the call. Now, it's my turn to make you like a curious cat, bitch. … After my order for Moli's unit, I immediately fixed and cleaned her whole unit. I changed the theme from white to gold and pink.

then she laughed it was dry and bitter. Mama Rita chuckled uncomfortably,”yeah,since you are an orphan and homeless,you can stay with me” Scar looked up”I'll decline that,I come with a bag of trouble, actually a truck full” “I don't mind,I sincerely don't mind” “Hold her down,kick that bitch ,she thinks she's better than others”scar curled as the kicks landed,”how about a makeover,a make over”the voices as they held her down,one of the ladies squatted before her with a piece of glass,scar trashed violently but the hands holding her was stronger,she sharp pain tore from her right ear to her cheek,she screamed as they left her not without final kicks,she screamed like a wounded bull pain blind

On a wooden shelf sat a beautiful glass ball, it had a swirling pattern of gold and purple swirls that reminded me of the sun, I picked it up and spun it gently watching the light dance on the sides, I was mesmerized by its beauty, the whole room felt timeless somehow, I was sure that if I stayed here long enough, I would fall asleep, it wasn't like I had anywhere else to go anyway. I walked around, checking out the rest of the shelves as I examined the many books written in languages I could barely understand, It was then I sighted it, a brown parcel tied together in a ribbon, my legs found their way toward the other side of the room, it seemed heavy and hard, I didn't feel anything unusual