Novelas y relatos de Scaramouche Quotes

Who was he to pass judgment on her? "There's an old saying I've heard more than once. It goes something like this: If you go on a quest for revenge, get ready to dig two graves," he said. As his words sunk in, Scarlett looked at him with a blank face, and then she started laughing uncontrollably.

" How's the human girl with him? " " I.. I.. don't know, she seems to be just a human, " " I just said that , you dummy!, you are beginning to pees me off Scar, I advise you to stay on the other branch before I send you to hell. " Scar didn't wait to be told twice before he distanced himself from his master.

Scarlet started rubbing her arm, her face showing pain now. “This is not the end yet, Luciana!” Scarlet exclaimed, her eyes almost darkened in anger. I smirked, crossing my arms. “I know, Scarlet. I know that you will never stop. But just fulfill what you promised me that you will never mess with me, or else, I will really break your arm,” I responded, not getting affected by her words. But, Scarlet started laughing. “Do you really believe that I will stop just like that? You're really not thinking, Luciana,” Scarlet muttered, while shaking her head many times.

And honestly, I wasn't in the mood to play their dumb game. “Are the three of you deaf or something? I said get-out-of-our-way,” Zoe repeats the words once again, stressing the last part of the statement. “What if I don't? What will you do? Scream? Scarlett asks sarcastically, the smirk on the corner of her lips stretching an inch more.

It was the only thing that made sense but he kept egging her on. She replayed his words over and over in her head like a mantra. How could she not? She had never forgotten anything about him. “Immoral rodent.” She mumbled, but the ladies on the table heard her loud and clear. They both froze at once. Her speech, the way she had smacked the cup down, and her eyes burning with rage which she thought they wouldn’t catch up even when she was making it this obvious…. “...You are not talking about me, are you?” Scarlet was quick to straighten her posture and elegantly wipe her face by slowly patting it.

The pain was unbearable, but Ima kept working in the background, mending the damage as quickly as they inflicted it. Scarlet's lips twisted into a sneer as she paced around me, her gaze full of venom. “You really think you’re better than us, don’t you?” she spat, her voice laced with mockery. “Prancing around like some innocent little angel when, deep down, you’re nothing but a cheap, desperate whore.” Layla leaned against the table, her arms crossed as she laughed. “She’s delusional, Scarlet. She actually believes she’s worth something. As if anyone would want her after this.”

“You already beat everyone there—what more do you want?” Scarlett raised an eyebrow, her expression bold and unapologetic. “I didn’t beat them enough,” she said calmly. “Maybe I’ll go back for round two.”

“Where do you think you’re going?” Claire’s voice was like ice, sharp and cold. Scarlet pretended to look scared and anxious, but on the inside, she was unimpressed. This girl thought she was scary, but she hadn’t lived in the back alleys like Scarlet had, and nothing she could say or do would ever compare to those horrors. However, she had a job to do, so with a small and scared voice, she replied, “I’m going to go grab another drink for your friend before he comes back?”

He apologised, desperate to go out of this hell. Scar rolled her eyes in disgust. She couldn't believe this man! Still expecting help from her after what he did! "Oh Lord, I have to praise you for your shamelessness. You have surpassed my entire family in drama!" Scar said sarcastically, throwing a bitter smile at him. As if he didn't hear her sarcasm, he begged again. "Please, Scarlett. They will let me go if you say. Please, help me for the last time." 'What a dick!' Scar cursed him in mind and then shrugged. "Fine, I will think about it, if you answer my questions. Will you?"

“Next time, I won’t be as patient. You’ll regret ever crossing me. This isn't a warning, it's a promise. You won’t even see it coming.” Not waiting for a response from Julian, he turned and stormed off. Scarlet watched as he walked away, scowling. She was enraged, by the fact that the old man would dare to offer something so disgusting. “Pig!” She said. Julian shared a look with Scarlett. “What a charming guy he is,” he muttered sarcastically ,his eyes returning to watch the spot where the old man had disappeared. Scarlet scoffed at Julian's remark, “Charming? He is more like a cockroach,” Scarlett replied, her hand still holding into Julian.