Scarlet 소설 & 이야기

When we reached the pack house, some of the pack members, including the Beta are waiting for us outside. "Welcome to the house of Lestat," the Beta welcomed us. "Thank you, Tarik," Lucien acknowledged by nodding his head. So the Beta's name is Tarik. Tarik led us inside the mansion. The pack house of Crimson Pack is a Tudor-style mansion. It is mostly made of bricks and its interior screams power. Sculptures of the former Alphas are placed on each side of the aisle. I roamed my eyes around to check if there are normal beings but I only saw the scrutinizing stares from the pack members.

Scarlet stretched her lips and went to Rhino and greeted, "Good noon, sir. Do you need anything? Shall I ask for coffee? Or you wanna drink tea?" Rhino was still looking at the file. He said without looking up, "Nothing, thanks. All ready for the meeting?" Scarlet was a little disappointed hearing Rhino. She put on makeup for him but he did not even look. She let out a sigh. Nevertheless, Scarlet said with a smile, "Yes sir, everything is ready. Please take a look at this file." Scarlet came very close to Rhino with the file in her hand and started showing the file

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. Sc

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

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

Blue was frightened, 🤭🤭😂 Red: 😂 I can't believe it. 😡😡 I hate you! Scarlet: Pink is the initiator of that Onee-chan. Pink !!!!! Black: Oopss, Imma head out. Black offline Black! You can't even head out! You are part of it! 😤😤 Pink: You are not loyal! Scarlet! 😥 Scarlet: Sorry 🥺 Red: Yes 🙄🙄 You're a traitor. Pink offline Red offline Where is Violet? Scarlet: Uhm Onee-chan, she goes to Paris. After she startled you and left immediately saying vamanos Paris, adios. 😅😅

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

said Scarlet. 12hrs 35mins Once I was finished making Quacker the Pirate Duck, I cleaned myself and looked at Scarlet looking at Cassidy and her friends “Scarlet!!!” I shouted “what is Arnold” Scarlet said. Cassidy looked at me talking to a 10yr female spirit, “the animatronic is finished Scarlet” I said “okay Arnold” then Scarlet looked at the missing children and Charlotte “something bothering you Cassidy?” Scarlet asked “do I remember you?” Cassidy asked “Cassidy, Char

She stood up from his embrace and straightened herself. "Omar? Yes I..." She paused to clear her throat then she noticed that his silver white outfit had been stained red, placing a palm on his chest, she felt his accelerated heart beat and his rasped breathing and swiftly withdrew her hand. She shivered when realization dawned on her and she took a step back. "Omar...?" She searched his eyes and pointed to his clothes. "What is that? Is that... blood on you?" "Blood?!" Saadiya and Parvina chorused and rushed forward, stopping just behind Mariam and their eyes widened when they saw the huge stain.

It's really funny that she only noticed it now. Her eyes wandered around her small face. The face where people in their small-town envies and at the same time loved by many. Dalia's palm was still throbbing from the crisp slap she gave her. Her hair is flaming red, an attractive color. Red—a color that represents life, health, vigor, war, courage, anger, and love. She wants to laugh as she looks at Agnes that was currently holding back her cry and she looks up at her with disbelief in her eyes.