Scarlet Bird Crossword Novels & Stories

Mira’s tone softened. “Scar… can I ask something?” Scarlet looked up from her bed, her fingers tracing the edge of the golden bracelet. Her voice was hollow. “What?” Mira hesitated before whispering, “Your… biological parents. Do you know who they were?” Scarlet froze. For a second, her breath hitched, her eyes widening like she’d just been slapped. The question cracked something open in her ... something she had buried so fucking deep it felt fossilized.

Blake carried them into a far corner, hiding, so that they would not be seen from overhead. The three of them squatted there, waiting, watching the sky. Scarlet heard a great humming and buzzing noise, then a great commotion, like a flapping of wings. She looked up and saw hundreds, then thousands, of black wings covering the sky. It looked like an enormous flock of birds. When she was younger, she had once watched a never-ending flock cover the sky, migrating from one end of the earth to the other. She remembered watching for hours, as the world seemed to turn black. She had thought it would never end. This reminded her of that. They crouched there silently, waiting. Scarlet held her breath

The eagles, overhead, swooped down low, and began to attack us with their beaks. Scarlet tried not to scream, and I suspected it was because she didn't want me to worry, but I ended up worrying. Each time, she winced, and let out a pained yelp, I felt bad for her. “Damn! They're too much!” She screamed, and a number of eagles suddenly held on to her clothes, hair, and arms with their legs, and began to lift her into the air. She screamed loudly. “Scarlet!” I called sharply.

That, and maybe to crash there for the night until she could figure out where to go next. Resolved, Scarlet turned and flew away from town, heading to the outskirts, to the more rural areas, the neighborhoods with the one-story ranches, pickups in the driveways, larger lots, and gravel driveways, until she found Jasmine’s house, easy to spot from above, with its beat-up red pickup in the front, and its large plastic sculpture in the front yard—of what, Scarlet could never figure out. As Scarlet flew lower she saw the house was all lit up and felt a sense of relief. At least she was home.

Scarlet ran to the toilet and rested her hands on her throat as she threw up everything the original host had eaten before she crossed over. She spent minutes throwing up, reflexive tears streaming down her face. She spat out the irritating saliva in her mouth and slowly stood up, her breathing haggard. "Fateball, Fateball, don't tell me I crossed over when she's already pregnant..." Scarlet's heart trembled.

What the heck is that? I toss the mysterious bird towards Lana who catches it nicely. I’m still confused but I slowly slide down the tree and look at her when I safely land down on the ground. I see how she amazedly looks at the now lifeless bird. I walk closer to her and look at the bird she is holding. It’s like I said, it’s brownish and has this yellowish beck. It has a greenish talons and its head has this reddish highlight. Its colors are weird to. This bird is really out of my world kind of creature. “Look princess, you are blessed by the forest to have found a Wankaka bird.” Lana said holding up to me the bird with this excited and surprised expression in her face.

Episode-3 Him and Dream. As Stacey and I stepped into the cool night air, her excited chatter was already in full swing. “Did you see the way he looked at you?” she squealed with little jealousy, her voice an octave higher than usual. “It was like he saw right through you, Tarini!”

"Scarlet. I'm Ransom Kolefni. Welcome to Carbon Pack, Inc. It seems your first day was a bit of a wild ride. I apologize that you got wrapped up in the awkwardness that is our current daily life. I also apologize for thrusting you in the middle of what is essentially a family squabble. But, if you decide to take us on, we're going to be your family, too. So...welcome to the family, sweetheart." I could feel myself rambling but didn't have a way to gracefully exit. I just hoped I hadn't scared the poor thing. Being around her made me feel like I was a giant in a room full of small animals. My animals batted at her scent inside me. They were both repulsed and intrigued by her. "What is her ani

she questioned, I noticed the confused look on her face. "He had a mate before me" I tried to explain to her. "But Cyrus never mentioned anything that a wolf can have two mates" my reply made her more confused " I am his second chance mate. Scarlet died a long time ago, or that was what everyone thought, until today" " Okay let me get this clear. Scarlet is mated to Vincent, but she died, and you became his mate" I nodded. " But how is she alive" " I don't know, and I don't think they know either"

Romero suggested with a mischievous glint in his eye. Scarlett raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "What kind of detour?" "You'll see," Romero said cryptically before taking her hand and leading her down a side street. As they walked, Scarlett couldn't help but feel a tingle of excitement mixed with fear in the pit of her stomach. She had always been taught to be cautious in unfamiliar surroundings, but something about Romero made her want to throw caution to the wind and see where this would lead them both. All of a sudden he stopped walking and Scarlett almost bumped into his sturdy back. "Watch it, will you?!" She whined.