Scaramouche X Lumine Novels & Stories

SCARLETT : I was greeted with the strong aura of his presence. Something that reminded me of my place yet made me attracted to him in ways I could not understand. His strong signature scent filled my nostrils. A mixture of bergamot, sandalwood, and oud. Maybe it was because it had been a while since we ended up in the same space, but the scents evaded not only my organs but my mind and all of me. His sinful, ruthless eyes stared at me with an emotion I could not describe. It was almost as if he was leaving it for me to decipher.

Still mine. “Form a half-moon,” I said. “Lira on my left, Varyn on my right. Scouts take the rear, eyes high. If the sky changes, shout. If the ground talks, do not answer.” Lumi thrust her stick into a loop on her belt like a general she’d studied and outgrown. “And me?” “You stay touching someone at all times.” She blinked. “Wow. Romance.” “Insurance,” I said. She slipped her small hand into mine, and the stupid, cracked thing in my chest stopped trying to climb out. “Fine. But if I get turned into a solar pancake, I’m haunting your throne.”

Scarlett immediately understood why the scout had struggled to explain what he saw. These weren't natural. They were made. Changed into something else. The lead creature took another step forward. Its gaze locked directly onto Scarlett. Recognition flashed there. As though it already knew her. As though it had been searching for her. The creature inhaled deeply. Then smiled wider. "You smell exactly like she said you would." A chill ripped through Scarlett's body. Behind her, another howl echoed through the night. Closer now. Lucas. Damon. The pack.

Luce dropped Scarface onto the concrete like garbage and pulled out her knife. “Oh, come on!” Scarface cried. “What the hell—” “Shut up,” Luce muttered, slicing into his pants without flinching. “You know the rules. You bleed, we check.” She worked fast, fingers dirty but steady. I crouched beside them, his face blank but eyes burning. “Well?” he asked. Luce shook her head. “Nothing but dumb luck and a nine-millimeter kiss. No wires. No drugs. No implants.”

Click. The flash illuminated the grotesque scene, capturing every detail—the twisted limbs, the unnatural angle of the body, the dark, spreading blood. She adjusted her lens, focusing on the claw marks. There was something almost hypnotic about how they seemed to grow from the earth itself as if they had always been there. Click.

The night had truly begun, and the magic of 'Eternal Night' was only just unfolding. As the crowd cheered, Damien made his way to the stage, a triumphant smile on his face. He handed Noah a briefcase filled with cash, and in return, Noah presented him with the coveted first bottle of 'Eternal Night'. The room was electric, the excitement palpable. Naya couldn't help but tease Damien, "Someone's got a fancy taste in fragrances!" Damien just winked, "Only the best for me, and for the special someone I have in mind." The group laughed, and Hazel's eyes sparkled with delight, feeling grateful for the incredible launch.

Smoke hung in the air, and the room fell into a breathtaking silence. Luna floated, her body bruised and battered. Just as the flame had begun, the smoke moved into her nostrils and began to come out in a rhythm. The amber light surrounded her, moving around like fireflies; it flew above her and stung her in the forehead. Luna's scream echoed around the room; the light passed through her, and from every part it took, scarlet light emitted from it.

No one will hurt my mate ever again. The door to the stone cottage opens and out walks the Alpha and his Luna. Alpha Orion is tall and broad, with skin the color of a coconut, like which flourishes in the trees on the packlands, corded arms, and eyes like blue sea glass. His mate, Tawny, is named for the color of her human skin, her body curves like a lily, her eyes are large and hazel, and her dark hair in long braids that sway with her graceful steps as she walks. Alpha Orion is moon blessed indeed, his mate is a beautiful, strong and wise Luna, who helps to run the pack.

And they prohibited most of the abilities that make me a demon from usage. I nickname the man Jerk, although my clairvoyance told me he is a regular human nicknamed Jackal. I don’t know what business he has with Scarlet, but she is allowing him to flip up her skirt under the covered table, which I can see from the table behind. His left-hand glides down her skirt and feels her bare bottom. She is wearing a lacy thong that matches her bra and while seeing the lace gives me a reaction; I am jealous that someone else, instead of me, has his dirty fingers touching her intimate parts.

"If you're the luna to such a strong pack in the world, you should be out-running me. But instead, you're slower than me by 2 hours. What kind of Luna are you?" "The kind with power!" I turned to the pack. "Does she smell power?" Everyone said nothing, but they just lowered their heads. I turned back to her. "You remember our deal." "Never! I'm suppose to win!" "But you didn't." She slammed her first to the ground and kept screaming and whining. "Apologise. Apologise to the alpha." I said. Mate came to me and stood beside me. He was so close. Maybe too close.