Scarlet นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His dirty little secret. His Scarlet.

I could see the genuine fear in his eyes, and I couldn’t blame him. Scarlett wasn’t just another Luna. She was the first female Valkin—a force unmatched, strong and unyielding. She wasn’t someone anyone could take lightly, and Garland clearly understood that now. She was a force of nature, and she was ours.

Scarlet I have been picking on my finger ever since I got in the same car with the Alpha I've been so nervous, to think that this is my first time getting into such an expensive car, and it's with no person other than the Alpha of Dandelion Moon Pack, I know I should be excited cause it's such a privilege to be close to him, and it's not just an ordinary car it's a fucking Lamborghini, I thought he would have ride with his Beta and asked me to ride with his guards in SUV'S but he insisted that I must ride with him,

"You see, my dear, I've been looking for a way to rescue my brothers from the underworld for centuries. And you, with your... special abilities, are the key to making that a reality." Scarlett's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?” I grinned, my fangs shimmering in the low light. "Come on, Scarlett. Don’t act innocent. You know what I mean. The prophecy. The ritual. The sacrifice." Scarlett's complexion drained, and for a brief moment, I thought she might collapse. But then, a fierce resolve ignited in her eyes, and she lunged at me. "You won't get away with this," she shouted, her fists s

The cake that I ate with my fork was suddenly eaten by Jeffrey in one bite. "What kind of bracelet do you like? How about a rose one?" Every word of these sentences was like a needle in my flesh. Although it couldn't kill me, I was in great pain. I dropped my fork and said aloud, trying to calm myself down. "Yeah."

Director Holt calls. The next guy steps forward. He’s not as tall as Torin, but still a solid six foot—average for a wolf. More compact though, all coiled power. I'd say Gamma blood from his build and aura. His dark hair is cropped close at the sides and longer on top, styled just enough to look like he doesn’t care. Thick brows, sharp grey eyes, and a scar that slices through one of them. Wolves don’t scar easily. Either that happened before his first shift or it was made with silver. “Age, Cadet Mercer?” Nurse Rachel asks as she begins her routine.

” promises he made. “Oh , Scarlett…” Ma said. I tried to hold the tears, with my Adam's apple moving up and down. I looked up to her. Her eyes filled with sympathy for her daughter with a cursed fate. Her pale face peeked out pink hue from her cheek to the top of her nose. “I've always known you to be a strong woman, don't fall my hand now.” Her thumb rubbed my pale face, wiping away the agonized tears.