Scarlet Letter Novels & Stories

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?”

Greeting them at the top of the staircase was yet another exhibit, this one devoted to Elizabeth Paine. Caitlin read aloud: “Hester Prynn, Hawthorne’s most famous character, the woman at the center of The Scarlet Letter, the woman who was persecuted for refusing to reveal the true identity of her child’s father, was, many scholars say, based on a real life Salem resident: Elizabeth Paine. No scholar has ever been able to identify the lineage of Elizabeth’s child, as she refused to reveal to any of the townsfolk who the father really was. Legend has it that he was a mysterious man, come over on a ship from Europe, and that their romance was a forbidden one.

Just like her. Scarlet’s heart was pounding in her throat as she thought of herself. She remembered the other day, with Blake, by the river. She had felt it. Was it real? Was this the reason? Had her mom known all along? Was that was she was not telling her? Scarlet turned the final page and saw a handwritten note, on a new piece of paper, taped to the back. It read: “Must stop Scarlet.” Her heart pounded as she read it. What did that mean? Stop Scarlet? Stop her from doing what?

That was how Flower whose name was actually scarlet has her way into the life of Hayden dark. Scarlet was the last child of her parents, her Father a Beast while her mother was a Human who died right after scarlet was born. She had live for more than two hundred years now in the quiet country of dense cress without finding any fun whatsoever so she concluded in going to Lane creek with some poisons in which she specialized in. She was known as a vicious lady who could kill without any remorse. She choose to walk right in at that moment. Truly she was a great beauty, one of her greatest asset.

Chapter 01 Lost in Thought Scarlett’s POV I’m sitting in my office with my feet propped up on my desk, breathing in the rich scent of my chair’s dark brown leather upholstery and tapping my pen on my teeth in my slightly open mouth when I hear my Beta practically yelling at me.

Scarlet mutters to herself as she turns to look at Perez. “I don't know what Frederic sees in you, but I need you to do something for me, and you'd be paid for it,” Scarlet uttered as she relaxed on the bed, not parting her legs. She looked back at Perez, who turned his back on her, thinking she was trying to seduce him.

“Then it’s not just showing me what’s happened. It’s showing me what will.” Theo reached beside the table again and pulled out a second item from the leather folder. It was slim, bound in deep red linen, the corners worn with time. He hesitated before handing it to her. Her breath caught the moment she saw the title: The Crimson Letter By Isla Ward She stared at it, her hand hovering. “Where did you get this?” “I found it last year,” Theo said quietly. “Tucked behind the books in the library’s upper shelf. I didn’t know what it was at first. Just that it felt… wrong.”

I had started falling asleep in odd places like curled on the couch with textbooks open on my chest or slumped at the tiny kitchen table even once on the bathroom floor after retching until my stomach ached. When I woke, sweat clung to me like a second skin Nd my breaths ragged with my bones heavier than they should have been. I couldn’t keep going like this. So I wrote a letter. It’s weird and stupid and old fashioned but the desperaton is real. It was long and longer than I intended bevause words were spilling out of me like blood that had been dammed too long. I told him everything. That I was Scarlet Red. That he had taken me that night and I hadn’t fought because I had wanted him too mu

But not today. Not now. Not after seeing Amy. Not after seeing Scarlet. Scarlet loved Dante genuinely, openly, and fiercely. She wasn’t someone who demanded love. She offered it freely, expecting nothing but honesty in return. She had built a life from scratch, after being abandoned, betrayed, hurt. And now she had finally found safety in Dante, and Dante had found something just as rare like peace in her. They loved each other way too much, he could see that. There was a child now. Amy.

“It seems like you still don’t know where you stand. Many women are prettier than you and better than you. I won’t need to limit myself to be with you. Six months later, Kaitlyn will give birth, and I’ll marry her. I’ll buy her a bigger and better diamond ring. “I can already envision your future. You’ll be happy with the scammer for a while. You’ll then be alone for the rest of your life after you spend all your money and the scammer runs away.” “Elena, my sister, I have gotten everything that once belonged to you.” “Elena, just wait for Edwards Corporation’s wrath.”