Scarlet Erza Novels & Stories

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

Emerson saw me and waved me over. “Prince Charlie, this is the woman of the night, my sister, Princess Erza.” He said as Prince Charlie gave me a geeky smile before taking my hand in his and kissing it. Sure, the girls were right, he did have a charm around him. The blond hair and pale blue eyes helped in his favor.

“I couldn’t make it to your wedding, and I’m deeply sorry for that. Mother didn’t even tell me about it and I only just found out a few months after I returned from my expedition” As she begins to talk, so does she permit herself fully into the bedroom. She walks with a graceful gait, befitting a true warrior and exuding her unrivaled demeanor. Erza is the only other person who’s as tall as I am; even taller than I am. That’s the only physical characteristic she inherited from Mother.

Furthermore, Erza's job is to rescue her owner - Carla, the thirteen-year-old Italian girl. As Emma thought, Erza refused. "I am not a good person. My job is to keep Carla safe. Thank you very much for helping me untie. I will repay you in the future, not now." Erza said frankly. Emma also understood and did not insist on wanting Erza to extend her hand to save her.

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

That they would resist the Hova for as long as there was a human standing, and they would never succumb to the monsters who wished to use them as slaves. And she would be that hope, until her dying breath. Scarlett opened her eyes. The real world appeared before her like a wave of light washing over her eyes. She had made it across the arena, and apparently, she was one of the last ones to do so. The other girls were standing to the side, tending to their multiple wounds and watching the last two girls who were struggling to make it across. One of them was Pakuri. No one could see what went on in Pakuri's spirit world, but something or someone was making it hard for her to walk across. She t

She was feeling some mixed up emotion. Scarlett finally removed her fingers from Darcia's forehead. "I know you might be wondering and have some doubts in you. But don't get me wrong, I am not the direct descendant leader of the witches. I was appointed by the gods…. But now I finally found you Darcia…. Our rightful Queen. In you, I have already passed down your rightful possessions. Since I'm no more, you are now the supreme Queen of the witches. Find the other witches, and claim your throne. For you're also one of us". Scarlett said.

‘Good morning my name is Ivory hemming I’m a water elemental, the ice type and also in my first year, I’m sure we’ve all being briefed on what we’re doing in Buklime mountain’ Ivory sais heading straight to business. They all nodded, Ivory saw two familiar faces and her heart almost leaped out of her chest. It was the guy and girl whom were with Alfred two days ago. Ivory quickly looked somewhere else when she saw the guy staring at her, it was a little bit embarrassing. ‘I’ll introduce everyone, we’ve all introduced ourselves before you got here’ Natasha said to ivory ‘this is Chevy Sinclair a second year and a phase two witch’. He waves at ivory who in turns smiles carefully. ‘This is Nara

The solemn faces of mourners became distant echoes, leaving me alone with the weight of loss. Aunt Fernanda and Leila, seemingly relentless in their bitterness, approached me one last time before departing. "Don't think you're off the hook for what happened, Celicia. You'll always be a burden," Aunt Fernanda spat, her words etching a deeper wound into my already battered heart. Leila, mirroring the hostility, added with a mocking tone, "Maybe now you can finally learn to stand on your own. Good riddance." Their departing footsteps echoed in the emptiness, leaving behind a trail of harsh echoes that reverberated through my thoughts.

That word triggered something within me. I wasn’t sure how to express it, but it happened. The sound of that name bothers me; it has left its mark on me. On my 18th birthday, at my old pack, while most of my friends transformed under the blood moon. Lyra also changed, but she has always been the daughter of an omega. A maid who worked for my father. That's how our friendship began. Before the bond formed between Kael and me, I was bullied by the pack members, and in response, I made a dare.