Scarlet A Book Novels & Stories

But not today. Not now. Not after seeing Amy. Not after seeing Scarlet. Scarlet loved Dante genuinely, openly, and fiercely. She wasn’t someone who demanded love. She offered it freely, expecting nothing but honesty in return. She had built a life from scratch, after being abandoned, betrayed, hurt. And now she had finally found safety in Dante, and Dante had found something just as rare like peace in her. They loved each other way too much, he could see that. There was a child now. Amy.

Scarlet nodded, the hands melted away, and she stood back as October and Harlow took their revenge. Scarlet smiled down at Coraline when they were done. "Honestly. Selina, Mariah, Rose, Coraline, or whatever you call yourself. I don't know how you did it. Pretending to be so many people, but killing you will feel so fucking good. Especially after how you betrayed all of us, who truly cared for you." Scarlet laughed, her true side showing. Her purple eyes burned away as purple flames took their place. Her hair was now completely on fire and a scythe appeared in her hand.

Scarlett scream in pain as her leg kept burning her as it gets wider Everytime. "Sorry babe! What are we going to do now? " Just take me home, maybe we could use the spell book to search for a cure. "Aurora you can go to class now please and promise not to tell anyone what just happened. Brandon utter as he disappear with Scarlett. *****

The dark forces of the underworld seemed to be encroaching, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that Scarlett’s soul was hanging by a thread. My attention shifted to the small, leather-bound book resting on my lap. The aged pages appeared to shimmer in the dim light, as if beckoning me to uncover the truths I desperately needed. I had been immersed in the ancient text for hours, hoping to find clues about Scarlett’s location or the fate of my brothers. Yet the words on the page blurred, and my thoughts drifted back to Scarlett. Where could she be? Was she safe? And what about my brothers? The uncertainty gnawed at me like an open wound.

There was something about him that felt eerily familiar, a pull that made me want to know him more, even though every instinct told me to keep my distance. We walked in silence for a moment, but my mind was racing. Stacey had some knowledge about my plan for the recommendation letter. Harvard was my dream, and Professor Valerian’s approval could make it possible. But now, I couldn’t deny there was something else drawing me to him—something that had nothing to do with my future goals. “So, what’s the deal with Aryan?” Stacey asked, breaking my thoughts. “I thought you were just going on a courtesy date, but it seems like a nightmare?”

the redhead hissed. Scarlett Black. Long time no see. An imperceptible smile played on Aurora’s lips. Aurora tried to walk past her. She didn’t want to be involved in a catfight on her first day in the palace. But Scarlett kept pushing her with hostile forces. “Are you his mate?” Aurora decided to fight back. In words. Scarlett’s face turned red like the color of her hair at the question. She didn’t expect to be talked back by a pathetic hillbilly.

I was entertainment. I moved between the tables, gathering plates with trembling hands while conversations danced around me. Their whispers followed like hungry wolves. “Look at those arms. Like tree trunks.” “Margaret said she found food hidden in her room again.” “Disgusting. No wonder she can’t shift—what wolf would want that body?” My cheeks burned, but I kept loading the tray. Glass and plate clinked against the tray, and the sound produced covered most of their comments. “Careful with those,” Marcus called from across the room where he was busy entertaining a group of unmated females. “We all remember what happened to Mother’s antique vase.”

Scarlet I have been picking on my finger ever since I got in the same car with the Alpha I've been so nervous, to think that this is my first time getting into such an expensive car, and it's with no person other than the Alpha of Dandelion Moon Pack, I know I should be excited cause it's such a privilege to be close to him, and it's not just an ordinary car it's a fucking Lamborghini, I thought he would have ride with his Beta and asked me to ride with his guards in SUV'S but he insisted that I must ride with him,

Scarlett stared at the book before her. She came back home after the surprising incident with her father and now sitting in the living room of her apartment with her mother's book. Her mind was loaded with several thoughts, especially things that happen around her today. "Mama was the writer of this book and from uncle Tyler's explanation, it seems mama was a perfumer." She talked to herself.

She glanced at me for a moment, and then looked back into the book. “What's the irony?” I asked. “You being the last of the White wolves, but still a hybrid of the demon wolves. It just doesn't make sense.” Scarlett shook her head. It was obviously stressing her out. “I'm sure we will figure it out.” I assured her, flipping the cake. “Maybe she meant to call me a hybrid of the White wolf and demon wolf.” “Maybe.” Scarlett shrugged, picking up the book again. She read a considerable amount of it, and she finally reached a point where it made sense.