Scarlet Erza Novels & Stories

But this reaction… it was unsettling. Or maybe… he was still processing it?— I thought, finding an excuse for him. Just as Scarlet parted her lips to speak again, Ezra suddenly shot from his feet and stood in front of her. “W-wait, what?" He asked, his voice sharp. "You’re what?” “Ezra… I don’t understand why you’re reacting like this,” Scarlet said softly, her eyes beginning to GLISTEN. “Aren’t you supposed to be happy that I’m carrying your child?”

I asked her, and she looked at the water and looked at me. "You won't gain the magic of the Valkin," she said, and I was in shock. "Your mate has no wolf. You can only gain the magic when her wolf comes. She is just as good as a chosen for now," she said, and I was shocked. I looked at Maxwell and Clay, and the shock registered on their faces too. "Will she ever gain her wolf?" I asked, and she looked at me. "What is her name?" Elsa asked. "Scarlett Vladislav," Clay responded, and she looked at us.

"That's ridiculous! I would have never believed you, of all people, to get a friend! This is priceless!" "Shut up, princess. I'll wipe that stupid smile off your face." "I'd like to see you try." "Um..." I raised my hand to get their attention. "Oh, I forgot to introduce you." Crimson said. "Black, this is Scarlet Relezea. She's the spoiled princess of-" Scarlet suddenly stepped on Crimson's foot, immediately silencing him. "It's very nice to meet you." She smiled at me. "As this brute just said, my name is Scarlet Relezea. I'm a second year from the fashion department."

They were all screaming Elspeth's name. Silently I stood up from where she attacked me. She has no knowledge that I blocked her attack. I sighed and removed the waterfall braids onto my hair before I break their fun. "Silence!" I screamed loud, and with one word, what I wanted was then granted. Pure silence covered the place as I ascend, glowing because of my aura. I held my head high and turned my gaze to the demons around me. With a glare, one by one they went down onto their knees. "I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground."

ZARA If there was one person I knew Ezra hated, it was the man that was seating before me. Xavier Moon, the head of the Malani Rouge Empire. “What do you want from me?” I asked, there was no way he could be here by my side without a motive. “I felt your Aura, it was very powerful.” He said, I was confused at the moment. “What Aura? I’m an Omega!” I said, he chuckled. “But you are mated to Ezra, I knew you were the Queen the moment I walked in here.” He said, I took in a deep breath.

Mrs Eliza, the saloon owner, also had to approve of it, or else, I could kiss my new stylist profession goodbye. “Hmmm.” The middle aged lady beside me let out. Fear gripped my sides as she walked over to Sabrina's chair. Time seemed to grind to a halt as she stated at my latest creation. She had a stoic expression on and even her eyes gave nothing away. Even with the state of unrest in my stomach, I couldn't help but stare at Eliza. Her oval face looked too familiar if you asked me, almost like I'd seen the face before. Despite her she, she could easily pass out for a young woman in her late thirties and with her brown hair msttee to her head in an intricate updo, it heightened my suspicion

"But the Lord is yet to arrive and he wants you to get acquainted with his subordinates in his absence." Scarlett took a deep breath and straightened her shoulders. It was time to embrace her new role and show these men that she was just as capable as her father had been. As she entered the conference room, Scarlett saw the faces of some of her father's most trusted allies. She nodded to each of them formally before taking a seat at the head of the table. "Gentlemen," she began, "I am Scarlett Ruiz, heiress to the Ruiz family legacy. My mother may have passed, but her legacy lives on through me. I am here to assure you that the Ruiz family business will continue to thrive under my leadership

she snarled her eyes glistering with hate almost like she wasn't the same person feigning sweetness a while ago. I chuckle at how narrow-minded she is to think she could scare me off. "I know who you are Lyra Skye" she states. I shrugged, "Good that you do. Then you must know that your little treats won't do no effect on me" "Be careful--"

Making a turn, my gaze caught on my reflection in a silverware tray and the feeling of disgust also settled within me. The girl staring back had a terrible scar running from the left side of her forehead down her half open nose, half missing lips to the right side of her jawline. Although she could see fairly well, one of her eyes was misty like a dull cloud on a boring day while the other was a vibrant forest green. I was a deformed girl. A freakshow that had no business being at the Luna Queen’s birthday party. Especially, since she hates my family with a passion. “Are you having fun?”

“Including royalty from our most valued allies. Please join me in welcoming Princess Kaia Valdris of the Crimson Moon Pack!” Spotlight blazed across my face. I stepped forward with fluid grace, ignoring the stunned silence from those who remembered the broken girl I used to be. As I moved toward the platform, something extraordinary happened. Ancient marks began to glow beneath my skin—silver lines that traced intricate patterns up my arms and across my décolletage. The mark of true royal bloodlines, power that hadn't been seen in centuries. The entire hall gasped. I reached the platform and turned to face the crowd, my marks still pulsing with otherworldly light. When I spoke, my voice carr