Scarlet Bird Crossword Novels & Stories

“Now, can I steal you for a while? I have another surprise.” “You already gave me flowers. What else is there?” she teased. “Come find out. You’re off-duty. Effective immediately.” Scarlet laughed. “You bribed my assistant, didn’t you?” “I pleaded,” he smirked. “With charm.” --- The drive to the private airstrip was smooth. Scarlet kept trying to guess, but Peter just smiled and kept driving, eyes twinkling with a secret. When they pulled into the hangar, she saw the **private jet** — white and silver, with a soft cursive S painted near the entrance.

The shots rang out, birds scattering into the dawn sky. This time, Scarlet knew, she would never tremble again.

Scarlett and her siblings rushed in, she had a cage with a bird with multiple colors. “Mom, this is called a scarlet Macaw, it's my favorite kind of bird because of their multiple colors and they have the same name as mine,” Scarlett explained, the spark in her eyes was back and I was so grateful. I thought that I would never see her happy again. My daughter shouldn't have to go through what she went through. I blame myself for leaving her alone. “Thank you, Daddy!” She looked toward Herald who smiled back at her and then he came closer and squatted in front of her.

Yet, I was so wrong. When I saw Jackal that day, I saw something in him that made me back out and depart the room. A ray of light, though not a dazzling one, united Scarlet and Jerk. Looking into my clairvoyance, I realised I had underestimated my enemy. Not only was he linked to Scarlet, possibly someone she had known when young, he was also not an ordinary human.

Scarlet moved her hands to unlock the box but just then, she stopped with her hands still on the lock prolonging Olivia’s curiosity. “Scarlet, what are you doing?” Olivia whined. “You are also eager to know what’s inside right?” She whispered and Olivia quickly nod her head ‘yes’. The suspense was killing her. “So am I.” Scarlet shook the box and raised an eyebrow. “I’m pretty sure it’s a pet, I can feel something moving in it.” “Maybe a rabbit?”Olivia guessed excitedly. “Or a cute little puppy.” Scarlet made her own guess. She placed the box on her nightstand and Olivia frowned.

However, my mom did not care at all. An hour later, my dad showed up with Erin by his side. When I saw both of them alive and unharmed, I finally let out a breath of relief. At least this time, the tragedy from our past lives had not repeated itself. My mom laughed maniacally. "Honey, go ahead and choose! Do you want your daughter's life, or do you want the vixen's life?"

I said, “ No, you shouldn't leave. I'd love to help. You know a lot of people have fallen into depression and even died because they didn't have a listening ear and I wouldn't have that happen to you.” he said. Tears dropped down my cheeks and I sniffed, cleaning my face with the back of my hand. “ I'm Scarlett” I said “ Silas,” He said. “ Would you like to have something to eat? There's a restaurant nearby.” “Oh no, I'm fine.”

My saviour. My lifeline. “It’s okay, Little Bird…” His voice finds me through the chaos I find myself lost in. “He won’t hurt you.” But he is… By taking you away from me and putting his hands on me… “Nathanial….” Andrea says his name in a clipped manner. “What is the meaning of this? Take your hands off Birdene this instant.” Spinning us around to face Andrea, a look of helplessness, for me, gleams in her hazel eyes that almost look identical to mine.

“I sure as hell wouldn’t be fine if I walked through that not only once but twice. Take your time.” “There is no time.” She said as she swallowed really hard. “We need to drain the pond.” “I know.” He said softly. “Tom is calling it in right now.” “Okay.” She said as she looked back towards the water. “I have to ask, though. How many were there?” he asked. “Nineteen that I could see as I passed by. Abersom, they went to the other side of the water.” Sara said. “Holy hell.” He said as he looked at her. “Take your time, sweetheart. I have a feeling it is going to be a long night.”

SCAR'S POV. Red. Then it's black. Who am I? Who am I? What am I? Kill. Kill her. No....stop it stop talking to me. Moonlight? Where are you? It's like loosing control. The darkness slowly evolving. No... stop. Stop it. Who are you Scarlet...? Control. Everything. Control. Scarlet is Scarlet. (Authors mid-note: it's kinda confusing I know. Bit that's the whole deal. To be confused ;) )