Scarlet Gym Leaders Novels & Stories

“That's the third one this month.” My phone buzzed. A text from my assistant: ‘Seattle developers called. They'll take the seventy-five million. Contract signed and delivered.’ I smiled. Sometimes being terrifying has its benefits. The gym door opened, and James, our head trainer, poked his head in. “Let me guess,” he said, eyeing the destroyed bag. “Thinking about old times?” “Something like that.” I grabbed a towel and wiped my hands. “Order another bag. The reinforced kind.”

a woman from across the room said as Tommy smiled moving towards her. Jasmine stared at the two as they embraced each other before they turned towards her. "Jasmine, come here, I want to introduce you to someone," Tommy said as Jasmine moved towards him while wearing a blank expression. "Meet Scarlet, aka Scar, she will be your trainer, she'll be training you to fight," he said as Jasmine scanned her from top to bottom.

said Scarlett. Hellen and Kian were shocked. The two approached James. “This is the real boss of the Transgenerational Group, Mr. Caden.” “What…” Kian exclaimed. James glanced at him playfully. “Kian, right? Hello, we meet again.” Hellen’s mind was buzzing. After a few seconds, she immediately fell to her knees. Harvey was confused by her sudden behavior. Scarlet was the only one in the room who understood that Kian must have provoked James.

Damon rubbed his eyes. He wanted to believe that. It was stupid, really. If this whole thing with talking was just meant to get him to drop his guard, then it was working. Wasn’t he smarter than this? He tried to pull his anger and hate forward, to shield himself from unfortunate emotions—but he was so tired of being angry. He sighed as he turned toward her. "How many witches are in Scanthin ?” “I only know about one,And that is me Scarlett." Scar murmured, holding herself tightly.Damon advanced on her and she backed into the wall, staring up at him with wide eyes. “Why should I believe you?”

"The genes of the 12 heroes are a valuable item for our plans" "The emperor orders the absolute control of the slums and put an end to any source of resistance" "The rebels protect the descendants; we must locate them" ********************************* The information regarding his grandmother Jiang Xiaorou came to his mind. ("This cannot be") Jiang Xiaorou Human race Power Level: Untrained Deadly Vital Virginal Yin Body: Primordial Elemental Body Rarity: Unique

Scarlet's Pov: The first light of dawn painted the sky in soft pastels, casting a gentle glow over the ancient woods where my pack thrives. The Silver Star Pack, a symbol of centuries of lupine history, is located in the center of this mystical world. Tall trees form a natural fortress, their branches entwined like ancient guardians. I emerge from the depths of the woods. My auburn hair, touched by the morning dew, frames a face marked with determination.

Behind him were four guards trying to intimidate Alfie and me with their fierce looks, it wasn’t much of a great job, we didn’t seem fazed. “This is Edward, James, Sean, and Romeo,” Kallen gestured at each of them. The guy on the right looked like a typical southern boy, the one with blond hair had a smirk plastered on his face, while the other two were older, they both stared at me with cold eyes, as though they would rip me to pieces given the opportunity.

Unfortunately, Scarlet did not even spare Hattie a glance. Hattie was a little disappointed. "Senior York, why didn’t Scarlet call my name?" Lucas shook his head in secret. ‘Scarlet is a zombie that I exclusively trained. Besides, how is she supposed to call your name when she’s only a Rank 3 zombie?’ It was already dusk at this moment, and there were no zombies on the street. The silence was deafening. Lucas looked out the window and spotted several humans who resembled gene martial artists. The humans were clad in white robes that had two huge, crimson characters written on them.

Once the meeting was over, Scarlett dismissed the others and retreated to her father's study. Closing the door behind her, she let out a deep breath and slumped into the plush leather chair behind the desk, feeling the weight of the world on her shoulders. She couldn't afford to let anyone see her weakness, not now that she was in charge. Just as she was about to pour herself a drink, the door creaked open and a man entered slowly, his form looming over hers like an eclipse. Scarlett froze. She recognized him instantly - The Lord's most trusted hitman, Romero Alvarez. They had been in an altercation some hours ago. She watched as his eyes bore down on her, dark and intense.

he said to his leader at the top-floor residence. The leader of Scarlet Star was wearing the traditional attire of Obscura. With the wooden sword in his hand, he was practicing his swordsmanship against a dummy. Hearing what his subordinate said, he thought he had misheard. Sable Emblem? Wasn't that just a small organization lurking within his sphere of influence, barely scraping by? Although they had more than three hundred members, most of them were just useless vagabonds. "They've declared war on us?" Clark Sawyer, the leader of Scarlet Star, was a middle-aged man with sinewy muscles. Putting down the wooden sword, he turned around with a playful smile. His subordinate handed him the enve