Scarlet From The Lunar Chronicles Novels & Stories

That strand melted in with the fire of my thread. I felt it as it grew inside me. As I said goodbye to Scarlet's magical landscape, I opened my eyes. For the briefest moment, I could physically see the fiery thread of my magic and the colorful lace of Scarlet's. Her eyes, a darker pure green than Atlas', sparked with fire and color. A brilliant smile pulled at her lips. She gasped, looked down to my midsection. I looked down as well. I'd known it was coming. Just as I'd known Aeron wasn't attached to me. I lifted the edge of my shirt.

Everything is spotless, polished, and so grand, it almost felt unreal… way too luxurious for someone like me. Inside the restroom, I passed a mirror—and froze. Did I just see a ghost? I stepped back and looked again. "Arrrrgh!" I screamed. "Who is this? Why am I in a stranger’s body?!" I stumbled backward, heart pounding. Then I looked again, this time slowly, closely. My heart skipped. “Wait… I know this face.” “No… no, this can’t be real.” “This is Elena Scarlet.” I held my hair, my fingers shaking.

He said, and tears welled in my eyes because I could see he was telling me his truth; I could feel it. "I don't want to be a useless Luna," I said, tears streaming down my cheek, and he shook his head. "You will never be a useless Luna, Scarlett. See us as your arms and legs. See us as your strength and your muscle. We will move at your command and be your strength. Our wolves will be your wolf. You are not useless and will never be."

In fact it made her even more sad. She heard one of the ladies whispering to Ryder and telling him that she would be alright and he would have his sister bacck soon. To just be patient. She was grieving just as he was, but that everyone greived in a different way. She continued to gaze at the night sky and sighed. Then she noticed it, suddenly her eyes widened. Blood on the moon!

It was clear that she took pleasure in seeing my devastation, reveling in the destruction she had caused. "Come on, Celicia, face it. Your fairy tale was just a big joke," Leila said with a mocking tone. "Leila of all the people, why does it need to be you?" I asked, pleading. "You're my cousin, how coul—" I couldn't finish my words. My heart couldn't take the pain anymore. My gaze remained steady as I took a step back from the walls of the room. The weight of the moment hung heavy on me, but I refused to let it break me. A quiet strength stirred within me.

"You may have prepared, but have you ever actually done it yourself?" Scarlett raised her chin defiantly. "I may be young, but I'm not inexperienced. I learned some stuff while I was in Europe." Without warning, Romero's hand shot out and grabbed hold of Scarlett's right hand, pulling her towards him until their lips were almost touching. Scarlett struggled against him, but he held her firmly in place.

The girl siting next to me kept glancing my way smiling. As she was grabbing the chemicals. I watched her closely grabbing some weird looking orange juice mixing it with some thick green looking substance. " Don't mix that Luna.." the girl whispered. " why? " I asked with a raised brow. " and my name is Scarlet.." " yes I know but you are my Luna.." She smiled. " Whats a Luna?" I asked. " You mean Alpha didn't tell you?" She looked at me wide eyed. " Who is Alpha?" I asked.

I loved it but I knew it was also because he was worried that either his mom or Sabrina would come for me again. But what he didn't know was that, if they did, I would be ready this time. He told me all I needed to hear. I decided I was going to fight for us. The thought alone was supposed to be scary but if anything, I felt empowered. I was tired of being pushed around when I didn't even choose this fate. The moon goddess placed me right where I was and I was going to fight to stay there. I was fated to be the Luna of the Death shade pack. I wasn't about to ridicule our goddess’s judgement by running away like I always do.

I could see the genuine fear in his eyes, and I couldn’t blame him. Scarlett wasn’t just another Luna. She was the first female Valkin—a force unmatched, strong and unyielding. She wasn’t someone anyone could take lightly, and Garland clearly understood that now. She was a force of nature, and she was ours.

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 ;) )