Scarlet Novels & Stories

Evandros lost his steps and fell on the dirty ground covered with dead leaves. Once he got to his senses and raised his head, his pupils shrank. "SCARLET." He yelled at the top of his lungs, scarlet held the sword in her left hand as blood dripped down from her right arm. Her right sleeve was torn up and big claw marks can be seen on her white arm through which blood was pouring out like a rainfall.

- Esther asked, relaxing a bit, but as she looked into the strange eyes of this woman, without any pupils, she still felt a little scared. - At first, when you started looking for information about us, especially after contacting 'the_scarlet_truth' user, we had to stop you, so we haunted your house to scare you and discourage from delving further into it.- Saraqael said, as if ignoring her questions.- So it was us the first time, but not the second time. And we didn't install that search engine on your laptop again, we removed it and we hoped it would stay that way. Unfortunately, as it turned out, by succumbing to your curiosity and opening this search engin

Over her blouse, she had thrown on a fitted leather jacket, a hint of her edgy style. On her feet, Scarlet wore white sneakers with a pop of color, vibrant red laces that added a playful touch to her ensemble. Her fiery red hair, which matched her name, cascaded down in loose waves, catching the sunlight. Her makeup was minimal but impeccably done, highlighting her striking features. Scarlet's fashion sense was a perfect reflection of her vibrant personality, blending casual comfort with a dash of edginess and a splash of bold color. Scarlet had always been a playful and an outgoing person, and sh

Almira said, panicking. I just sat on the couch but I Anita screamed. “What the f*ck, Anita? Why would you–AHHHH!” Anita and I are both screaming then Kate came in panting. “Why?” She asked. “Auntie Kate! Auntie Tatiana is bleeding!” She said. Kate walked towards me and guide me to breathe. “You don’t have to panick, Tati. This is kind of normal for some mother’s,” she said, distracting me. “Tell Alexander to hurry up ’cause it’s freaking hurts!”

How could she not have noticed the sword before? Musa furrowed her eyebrows, “Who are you and why do you recognize me as Musa? That name no longer needs to be tied to me!” Violet stared down at her feet, then back at the sword. “My name is Yak Ann Sinora but many know me as Violet.” Musa held the sword closer to Violet's face. “Who are you? I've never heard the name before and I'm pretty sure I've never seen you before.” Violet snapped her finger, changing into her true appearance.

The little thing in front of him was attempting to seduce him but Radyn merely assumed that she was just happy to see him. She smoothed down bits of her red-coloured hair, trying to fix the waves, that would naturally fly out if it were not for the magic of hairspray, to make herself look more presentable. It would have been a lie to say that the late mornings did not do her justice as Scarlet looked more extravagant than ever. With her lacy, crimson nightgown hugging her comfortably and her ruby irises vibrant in the light, it made sense why she was called Scarlet. She had an alluring yet devilish charm to her that the Werewolf

SCAR'S POV. Red. Then it's black. Who am I? Who am I? What am I? Kill. Kill her. No....stop it stop talking to me. Moonlight? Where are you? It's like loosing control. The darkness slowly evolving. No... stop. Stop it. Who are you Scarlet...? Control. Everything. Control. Scarlet is Scarlet. (Authors mid-note: it's kinda confusing I know. Bit that's the whole deal. To be confused ;) )

"Didn't know she would murder my parents? Didn't know she would steal my entire legacy? Or didn't know she would humiliate me in front of the world?" Clark was speechless. "Or," I continued, "did you know all along and just chose to look the other way?" "No! I really didn't know—" "Then what about this?" I turned my back to him and unfastened the top of my tunic. A gruesome scar ran from my left shoulder to my right hip. The eclipse curse had turned it a sickly silver-black, and it still seemed to writhe slowly, eating away at my life force. Clark's breath hitched.

"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.

Scarlet replied, acting like she wanted to cover her nose. Cassandra, who has witnessed this, steps up. She couldn't believe what just happened. “Wait, wait. Why are you so mean to her?” Cassandra wonders. Scarlet crossed her arms, while smirking at Cassandra. “We are not mean to her. In fact, we are just stating the fact that this woman is a curse in our pack,” Scarlet mumbled. I keep my mouth shut, despite how my blood boils inside my body. Scarlet is really annoying and if I just don't know how to control myself, I have already shut her off.