Scarlet: Black Shadow Novels & Stories

In silence, the two locked eyes. Suddenly Pauline let out a chilling laugh. As she turned back, a syringe needle appeared in her hand. “Don’t blame me! Since you know my secret and refuse to side with me, then you all must die!” she growled. “You don’t love me anymore! You’ve fallen for Mariah, haven’t you? If that’s the case, I’ll send you to meet her like the pair of doomed lovers you are!” Her eyes glowed with madness as she lunged forward, grabbed the needle, and pierced Chandler with it.

He was shocked at the power of the shadow and yet he couldn't attack it via normal means, he managed to pull the pillow away from her face and heard her breathing hitch, as she managed to take in the air to sustain her lungs. The shadow then turned his ire towards Matthias, stabbing him in the chest with a poisoned knife. Matthias screamed in agony as the fire of the poison worked through his system, before falling to the ground next to Emma. As they both lay there dying from the venom in their system, the door burst open as Katana and Viktor entered with brutal force. Katana had faced such an evil shadow once before and knew exactly how to stop this evil with a silent magic spell. With each

"You see, my dear, I've been looking for a way to rescue my brothers from the underworld for centuries. And you, with your... special abilities, are the key to making that a reality." Scarlett's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?” I grinned, my fangs shimmering in the low light. "Come on, Scarlett. Don’t act innocent. You know what I mean. The prophecy. The ritual. The sacrifice." Scarlett's complexion drained, and for a brief moment, I thought she might collapse. But then, a fierce resolve ignited in her eyes, and she lunged at me. "You won't get away with this," she shouted, her fists swinging.

While Bo has a shining white head free of even a single strand of hair and a short thin (mostly gray) facial hair and smells like golden spice. Gray is standing on the left side of a semicircle made up of him, Cordelia and Bo, with cordelia being in the middle, a few yards just ahead of us. Gray’s holding a long thick metal link chain in his hands, conversing with the two. Iselyn and I stop a few feet away, just close enough to alert them to our presence and hear the conversation.

I yelled, pushing through the crowd that gathered on the path to the training courtyard. Lioran, where are you? This is entirely your fault. I whimpered as my pace slowed and my stomach bit me. As we entered the empty training yard, the wolves approached, almost pouncing on me. "Grhhh!" They slowed down and began circling me, like vultures around dead prey. Their golden eyes shone at me, telling me I had nowhere to run. I whimpered and backed away, and then out of nowhere, another wolf walked forward, his form larger than the others. His fur was black with flecks of gray, and his eyes shone as he approached them.

The luxurious condo, once a symbol of our love, now resembled a tomb for our broken promises. The gentle radiance of the light only added to the haunting atmosphere, reflecting the devastating truth that was unfolding before me. Their blatant disregard for their surroundings only compounded the pain of betrayal that pierced my heart. My heart raced as my eyes widened in shock. Time seemed to slow down as I processed the heart-wrenching scene before me. Standing in the doorway, bathed in harsh light, I couldn't look away from the betrayal unfolding in front of me.

“You are his rage. You are his survival. But you are NOT his master.” She poured her love—her memories of the hot pot dinner, the flight from the tower, the kiss in the snow—directly into the shadow. The Weapon froze. Logic cannot process love. The code glitched. The black figure began to fracture, turning from shadow into light. Taking her chance, Scarlett summoned her brush again. She didn't attack the shadow; she aimed for the spiked collar around the golden orb. “SEVER!” She slashed the brush through the red iron. There was a sound like a breaking bell. The collar shattered. The red chains dissolved into mist.

Martin, Scarlet's mood instantly turned sour again at the thought of the elderly Omega that made her walk under such a burning sun just for fun. Abruptly, Scarlet came to a halt, gulping as she saw the black figure standing before her, blocking her path, and the fact that they had their faces covered with black clothes nerved her. But she chose to ignore them and take the other side of the road but her arm was suddenly grabbed harshly and that seemed to have fueled Scarlet's anger as her angry eyes met their eyes.

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.

“Inside. You won’t believe what she’s doing.” My blood boiled. Scarlet—entertaining other men. I stormed down the hall, kicking the door open. The scene that greeted me stopped me cold. Scarlet stood in the middle of the room, surrounded by male werewolves, her shirt half-off, her eyes vacant. But it wasn’t a terrified look—it was like she’d just… given up. She wasn’t screaming, wasn’t fighting—just letting them undress her. Is this what she wants? Is this the real Scarlet?