Scarlet Ninja To Novels & Stories

running in a sprint. Pushing aside everyone who were yet to decipher his reason . My body falls down on the floor as I see the world moving. My shaking hands, move onto my abdomen to feel something wet touch my fingers. No...no...this can't be happening! "Scar! Scar!" I hear the tattoo girl and others screaming, but I was too lost to hear or say anything. The thought of loosing my child mind numbing. No...it has to be a dream....it has to be.

, I came out of my car and I wasn’t surprised when Scarlett came out wearing a long face. “You bitch!” She said as she walked towards me. “Can we do this later, I got work. Thank you” I said dryly and made to enter my car but she was fast to touch me by my hand. I quickly removed her hand from my body like it was a plague and looked at her angrily. “Never in your life, I repeat, never touch me with that hand you uses to give my dad a hand job” Scarlett looked pretty embarrassed as I said that but she was quick to cover it up with a scoff.

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.

Opponents that even the best Hunters, the Five Colours, could not beat alone. I heard that Sara also faced a Scarlett elite during the battle. She practically lost but was saved by Rin Blair, a Dragon Emperor and a Legendary rank Hunter. Meaning that the Scarlett elites were at least their level. A level that I was never deemed worthy of despite my skills that I have sharpened throughout my life.

Take care 💕🥺 Heh, you are all so dramatic. Just chillax there when I’m here k 😄😄😄, get ready when I come back, the deal we made ago, do it now. Scarlet: 😱😱😫, I forget it Onee-chan. Black: 😤🥺it’s not fair. Scarlet: 😖😖 I’m ready for it even I’m not ready. Pink: We can do it, guys. Red: I’m always ready, aye aye aye 😝😝😝

“Take the seat under the table.” Cassie blinked. The table looked like it had no chairs at all, but then a hidden chair glided out soundlessly. She sat. “Ninja,” Scarlet commanded, “hair and makeup.” A drawer on the right slid open. A complete makeup kit rose, and several robotic hands descended, holding brushes, combs, foundation, palettes, gloss. The movements were fast but gentle, expertly coordinated. In under a minute, Cassie was transformed. “Done,” Ninja reported. “Anything else?”

But Scarlet wasn't ready to let her go simply because she was immature. She could plan such a vicious thing. It was only right for her to suffer for it. She waited patiently as Lyn returned with two cups of orange juice in her hands and placed them before her. Lyn pushed one of the cups toward Scarlet. "Drink it quickly. It's chilled." She advertised with a trembling smile on her lips. Scarlet's eyes twitched. She raised the cup to her lips and closed her eyes to drink, but she suddenly lowered her head. "Lyn, can I get a wipe?" She asked, blinking her eyes innocently.

Scarlet’s next target had been on Cassius; she wanted to take revenge on him for the terrible treatment he gave her when she was at the clubhouse and as well find a way to save those girls who had suffered the same fate as her. She would need Leonardo’s men to assist her but she had to conduct this plan without Leonardo finding out that she needed her own men who were answerable to only her. The type of men that could keep secrets even if they were tortured into spilling it. Scarlet stepped out onto the balcony of the penthouse with these thoughts running through her mind. the warm desert air enveloping her as she gazed out at the dazzling cityscape of Las Vegas. The Strip stretched out befo

"As I was saying, I'm very sorry for being rude to you before." Crimson laughed. "It's nothing new, so don't worry about it. So, you're one of Black's friends?" "Ah, yes." "Nice to meet you then. I'm Crimson Noblesse. Let's work hard together, alright?" "Is this the model you said?" Scarlet asked from behind me. She entered the club room with a couple of papers and tools. "Yeah." I repliwd as I helped her carry what she had and placed them down on one of the tables.

Recognized as an Angel, he will find out he's much more after losing his form. • Scarlet Minter: The not-so-normal human girl is eighteen years old. She's smart and can literally break your face if you say shit about her or anyone she cares about. The fierce yet loving girl has long black hair with small eyes. She's shorty too, height: 168 cm (5'5 ft), weighing 47 kg (103 lbs). MBTI type: INFJ. Her life's all good with her overprotective brother letting her do everything. The pair of cousins is closer than most of the siblings. She is joined at the butt with Timothy and Sofia, her only friends. Favorite Color: Black. Zodiac: Taurus. Scarlet walks the way she wants to and no one can convince