Scarlet Minions Villain Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Greta. You have to quit whatever it is you are doing. You cannot let her decide your future for you. When the time comes, which is not so far away,You will have your own mate who will love you like Aiden loves me. Besides, this person is not Ursula. She's Khalene, an ancient witch who has always been obsessed with being a god. She's only using you to get what she wants. You can't trust her." Greta shook her head in disbelief. Her face showed fear and doubt. " This isn't true is it? Who's this Khalene?" "Trust me Greta. We have to stop her plans and go home." I said, trying desperately to convince her. "I know I have committed treason for trying to kill the Luna. It is not forgiveable. I wil

Seeing the overwhelming scene before her, Hilary felt like her jaw was about to hit the floor. Her neck turned stiffly toward Scarlett. That silver mask... That terrifying presence... That commanding aura... It was exactly the same as her master's. Scarlett really was her master?! But Hilary had investigated Scarlett's background before. A miserable childhood. A tragic past. A girl abandoned and bullied by everyone around her. How could someone like that possibly be the legendary Commander of Obsidian? The contrast was so unbelievable it felt unreal. Victor turned toward Scarlett. "Commander, we should depart immediately."

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

“I’ll make it quick. Your parents... they weren’t who you think they were. They weren’t just some ordinary couple who passed away in some random accident. They faked their death and left you in an orphanage. Why they did that you can hear from them but all I know is that they were... let’s say, involved in something much bigger. Something dangerous. And because you carry their blood, you’re a part of it, whether you like it or not.” Scarlet’s breath hitched, and her grip on the flowerpot loosened slightly. “What are you talking about? What does this have to do with me?” “Everything,” Dante said, his eyes locking onto hers. “You’re not just some regular person, Scarlet. You’re connected to th

She was always there for Scarlet when she needed her, and Scarlet was always there for her, too. But also in the back of the room, Scarlet noticed with dread, were two of the mean, popular girls, including her arch-enemy, Vivian. Scarlet got along with almost everyone—with one exception. Vivian. Five foot nine, with perfectly straight blonde hair, mean blue eyes and a perfect chin and nose, Vivian strutted around the school as if she owned it. A year older than Scarlet, 17, one of the oldest girls in the class, she looked down on everyone. She always wore some kind of variation on a silk blouse, with a small necklace of real, shining pearls. She had pearl earrings to match, and always had pe

“The person ran away. We failed to catch him." After a pause, Scarlet continued, “My boss is being controlled by someone. Every time she loses consciousness, she turns into this. The reason I’m always by her side is to either restrain her or knock her out.” As she spoke, Scarlet kept her eyes fixed on Maurice’s face. Sure enough, she caught a fleeting look of shock and anger. Scarlet felt relieved and raised an eyebrow as she added, “The person controlling my boss. We were close to capturing him just now, but in the end, we failed and he slipped away."

“Scarlet is your daughter, the result of your union. You had her in the future. She traveled back in the past to be with you. She has no memory of this, and never will. But she is the daughter you never lived to see in the future. “Back in Pollepel, you made a decision to give up everything to go back in time, to do whatever you could to save Caleb’s life. Even your unborn child. Now, that decision has been rewarded. Here and now, you are finally getting back what you had lost. “Scarlet is no ordinary child. She is unlike any other vampire. She is far more evolved, and can sense and see things more deeply. As she grows, so will her powers. Beyond what you could ever imagine. You must watch h

The room was very quiet. Scarlett watched Xavier's face while his uncle's voice described her — professional con artist, known for infiltrating high-net-worth targets, possibly dangerous — with the particular horror of hearing yourself rendered in the language of someone who needed you to be only that thing and had decided you were. She had been described this way before, in professional contexts, in the operational shorthand of people who worked in information. It had never felt like anything. It felt like something now and she didn't entirely know what to do with that.

It was an overwhelming display of raw, uncompromising wealth and power. ​"The sapphire symbolized the terms of the contract," Emiliano stated, his voice a low, possessive growl as he placed the cold, heavy rubies in her hands. "The ruby symbolizes the final, successful objective. You are carrying the lifeblood of the Valenti dynasty. You will wear the color of its power. Prepare the announcement, Amara. The final phase of the fortress construction begins now."