Scarlet Erza Novels & Stories

*Scarlette Helle*-, the most passionate, courageous, strong, and power person, he had ever come across. At first it was perceived that the beautiful woman named after a shade of red was a human hosting a Supreme being, but no. After the mother of life left Scar’s body there was still this power radiating off her this made the enter group very curious to know what exactly she was and so another adventure of investigations begin.

The red marks crawling on different parts of her body were gradually reducing. “Crescentia!” Suzaine shouted and a bright ball of golden light pulsated from her body. “You can’t take what is mine, Leviathan. I have friends. I am not alone in this battle. As long as I have them, no one can bring me down. Whatever it takes, I will defeat you,” she stated, clenching her jaws as her teeth were gritting with determination. “Then, I’ll have to kill them first before you. That would be a lot interesting,” Leviathan taunted with his deep ugly voice, then, he showed us a wide grin.

"She used black magic and made a pact with the underworld, I guess that gave her more powers. She was killed and her spirit sealed for all eternity." "But she's back now. How did she escape the maze? How did she find her way back into the realms and Into Ursula?" Aiden asked. "She's the descendant of Khalene, the only surviving one. I guess Khalene found a way to communicate with her and got Ursula to free her. How are we going to stop her?" "Well, there's only one of her and a thousand wolves and witches. She's outnumbered,I'm sure we'll manage." I replied, but something told me that wasn't the case.

She thinks Eder wrote it. Twelve hours.... Twelve hours into her 'escape' and Viv finds herself surrounded by a pack of rogues. Lamia sent them to kill her. Eder saves her, once more. Teleporting her to the Scarlet Nightwalker's pack house. Brendon is made aware of her arrival and orders eight of the strongest pack members to kill Eder instantly. But they fail and Eder leaves. Viv is left behind. Nena and her mother are left to see to Viv's war wounds. She unfortunately... has a miscarriage.

She aims horizontally downward for the goblin head. The goblin didn't know what hit him. The blade slice through his skin like butter. His head came clean off and the blue blood sprayed everywhere Ezra notices that the blood was melting some part of her clothes off. Erza was very dizzy but she plans to run in the woods she didn't know where she was going. but she started to hear a scream in front of her she ran toward it.

"No way! This is not happening!" I said to myself while looking at the mirror. Why is the reflection on the mirror different? Her eyes, were glistening purple, sculpted upon her creamy face like dazzling amethyst. Strands of molten gold tumbled out of her scalp, cascading down her back like a waterfall. Lips as red as roses, crystal white teeth, hourglass-shaped body. This girl is the perfect cover for FHM magazine or she could be the next Victoria Secret Angel! Hold on, her appearance is similar to the character design of Valeria Falsen that I drew for Callista's novel.

Opponents that even the best Hunters, the Five Colours, could not beat alone. I heard that Sara also faced a Scarlett elite during the battle. She practically lost but was saved by Rin Blair, a Dragon Emperor and a Legendary rank Hunter. Meaning that the Scarlett elites were at least their level. A level that I was never deemed worthy of despite my skills that I have sharpened throughout my life.

A few people I'm waiting to see slip up and give themselves away. “Hi, Alpha Roman.” The female voice has always been pleasant to the ears, but Safira has always been one with a voice that would make any man follow her blindly. My eyes settle on her and I take her in once. She’s beautiful. With brown skin and blue eyes, the first daughter of the Skrin Alpha of the Skrin pack. “Hello Safira. Is there anything I can help you with?” She smiles and her eyes drift to Scarlett. “Who is she?”

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.