Scarlet Hand Body Novels & Stories

"You were always a booster Scar, but I too, have got stronger. I just wanted to see what I was working with." Coraline got to her feet, her palms began to glow, and she smirked. "Bow down," Scarlet flicked her index finger, the earth opened up and skeleton hands grabbed Coraline. "You have control over Tartarus?" Coraline gasped out as the hands lashed and cut at her skin. "I would like to have a little fun with her." October smiled. Just then, Harlow appeared. "Can I take a whack out of her as well?" Scarlet nodded, the hands melted away, and she stood back as October and Harlow took their revenge.

His IV stand rattles beside him as he carefully climbs out of bed and limps toward the window. Pain explodes through his back with every step. "Stupid window..." he mutters weakly, but the moment he reaches out to shut the window, a bloody hand reaches out and clamps around his wrist. A scream rips out of Soren's throat as Scar's bloody head comes into view, with a dark smirk on his lips as he uses Soren's hand to haul himself through the window, and when he stands at his feet, blood floods the floor as he bleeds profusely from every part of his body while a blade lies buried in his chest. He looks like a man who crawled himself out of hell.

Scarlet moaned loudly in anticipation of what was coming next. Her body shook lightly as he slowly entered her and Scarlet let out a loud gasp. "Shhh..." Xavier murmured in an attempt to calm her nerves. Scarlet bit her bottom lip in response as she gazed at him in awe and pleasure. She reached out with her hand and cupped his cheek. Her thumb drew lazy circles across his cheekbone as her eyes fluttered shut and her hands clenched into fists. "Oh god!" Scarlet moaned aloud as Xavier surged deeper inside of her.

"This is a command for security. Take my hand, Amara. Anchor yourself to the reality of the fortress. Trust the steel." ​Amara stared at the hand—the hand that had dominated her, that had controlled her destiny, that had killed the man she feared. It was the only thing real and steady in the shaking room. ​She slowly, tentatively, reached out and placed her small, trembling hand in his. ​Emiliano’s grip was immediate, massive, and utterly immovable. He did not pull her toward him. He simply held her, his powerful hand swallowing hers, a physical tether to the safety of the present moment.

From the outside came a familiar voice, no need to look, Scarlet had already known who it was. She casually looked at the scenery outside the window, completely ignoring the uninvited guest that came over there. Bernie saw her attitude, the anger in his heart soon broke out, he approached Scarlet's eyes, and grabbed both of her shoulders, forcing her to face him. Bernie's eyes were really scary, his eyes were red, and his amber eye color was a bit dark and evil. If it were Scarlet of the past, she would have been scared to death, but now, facing him is no longer Scarlet but Adela in Scarlet's body.

Luke Camel who granted her wish of being in water every now and then. But as soon as these thoughts arose in her mind, she noticed the man …. An alpha man who had a large, calloused , muscular ‘ V- shaped’ body which looked so alluring that any girl would love to pound over him and eat him then and there. Well…. Scarlet was no one exception to that. She got mesmerized by the handsomeness and sexy figure of this alpha male. Just when she was turning red gazing his bare body from behind which was looking extravagant and even more delicious under the blue moon light , and was wanting him to just stand properly so that she could get a proper view of … ummm …ahhm.ahmmm …….

suddenly the door was slammed open and then a red-headed man walked into scar's chambers with an envelope in his hand. " Did you get what I asked you?" Asked scar as he continued to sip from his glass of whiskey which was neatly placed in front of him. " Yes I did, " said the red-haired man as he handed over a brown envelope to scar. Scar, quickly opened it to see what was inside, but he was shocked when he saw a picture" You didn't tell me you were also checking out a beautiful girl from your human world" said scar as he continued to stare at the photo in from of him, for some reason, he found himself lost in the picture, he couldn't take his eyes of a young girl in that photo, but then th

At some point, Scarlett stumbles. Just a slight misstep on a root. But her palm flares with heat when she catches herself. Not gold. Blue. My stomach clenches and I grab her hand before she can hide it, her fingers still lit with cold, flickering light. The color of the Veil. The color of not-Scarlett’s fire. “Scarlett,” I say carefully, low enough that only she hears, “How long has it been doing this?” She yanks her hand back angrily. “It’s nothing.”

As if remembering something, she pursed her lips and asked, "Sienna, do the scars on your arms still hurt?" I shook my head silently. She seemed to have an epiphany and released her tight grip on my hand. With a faint smile, she let herself fall into the abyss. My dad and Erin worked together to pull me back up. As I looked down into the bottomless chasm, I knew my mom was definitely dead. With the success of the heart transplant surgery, I finally gained a healthy body. My dad and Erin also finally found their happiness. Days passed by, but I never experienced rebirth again.

Behind me, the room was silent. "I cannot choose," I said softly, but in the breathless stillness my words carried. "You each own part of me that I cannot reclaim." I turned my palms upward. "My blood, freely given, is all I have left to offer. Will you share it?" I extended my hand. After an endless moment, Scar moved first, pulling a dagger from his belt. He drew the blade across his palm and clasped my hand tightly. Blood mingled. Hunter silently grasped my other hand and repeated the gesture. Lastly Frost took the dagger and cut his own palm, pressing it to mine.