Scarlet Overkill Fanart Novels & Stories

IRIS “Meet your new brother.” “What?” No, no, no, I might be dreaming. This is not true. “Jade, you’re here!” Mr.Daves suddenly showed himself and greeted us with the biggest smile I have ever seen from him. He was, like Sage, wearing a white shirt filled with blue and purple paint. “I’m so sorry, had you been waiting long? We were doing last minute customization of your rooms. We have specially colored them according to your names, I hope you’ll like—Oh!” Mr.Daves couldn’t continue his words when Skye suddenly ran up to him and embraced him.

This may be the end of Scarred Under Moonlight, but it's not the end of my stories. Until we meet again in another story, under another moon. With heartfelt gratitude and appreciation, S.A. RIVERS

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

Before I could assess more, Xander helped me into my seat, holding my hand as I lowered myself onto the elegant furniture. I flinched slightly as I pressed my bare back against the throne. I could make out the intricate carvings etched into it. It was absolutely breathtaking. The carvings were mostly symbols that marked just how powerful the Deathshade pack was and how powerful their royals were. Like I said, I did my research. Xander stood in front of me, facing the still bowing crowd. The music stopped abruptly. “You may rise” he ordered and everyone straightened. “Thank you all for coming here.” His loud voice boomed all around the quiet hall, jerking me out of my thoughts.

Everything I do, every step I take, is all in a bid to make her smile; I need her, in a way I never thought I'd need someone ; My willpower must remain intact however; Never must I waver; Not even during those brief moments when she thinks I'm not looking, and I feel the hatred pouring off her in waves; Or when she cringes as I reach for her hand before deciding it's okay to trust me; It's not her fault though; I know that, and I love her for trying to make me feel loved; But I am scarred by her resentment; The curse I can never lift. "Having fun?"

We walked down the narrow corridor beside the training ground, the noise of practice fading behind us. When we turned the corner, I stopped. On the wall, half-hidden under the peeling paint and notices, was a poster. Arian’s face. It wasn’t a clean portrait — it looked like it had been torn from a report file and printed in a hurry. There were faint marks across the paper, and the edges were burned slightly. Austin stared at it, then at me. “What the hell is that doing here?” I asked. He didn’t answer right away. “That’s what I wanted to talk about.”

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 😝😝😝

. Lettuce. Where is that wearing again, I'm also a little nervous. I just turned on F******k and scrolled through it, I saw Anne's post and I liked it. It looks like the witch is still heartbroken because of her current status. There was a sexy photo of her attached to her status and I read what was written at the top of the status and immediately laughed because of her corniness. "Feeling hyper with Scarlet Hart and 99 others. I'm the one you wasted. Maybe it was hitting Tom, I just shook my head at his rudeness. Geez, they'll get back together, because this BFF of mine was once an artist. Speaking of… The witch was calling, I immediately answered her call and smiled widely. "Hello? The wit

A final overlay appeared in cold white text: BOARD OVERRIDE ACTIVATED DATA PURGE IN 10:00 Ten minutes. Scarlett’s hands clenched until her knuckles ached. They were trying to erase it all again,every truth, every sin, every name. Not this time. Her voice rang out, sharp and commanding over the alarms. “Copy everything. Now.” Victor was already moving. “On it.” Dominic turned to her, steady even as the world closed in. “What’s the plan?” Scarlett’s gaze swept the room,the servers, the team, the red lit walls closing around them,then locked on the screen where the countdown ticked mercilessly downward.

Scarlet monstrous voice loomed. As the beast that had been Scarlet lowered its horns with a deafening bellow, massive fists pounding the earth, I knew my next heartbeat could be my last. Nowhere to run or hide - death charged straight for my fragile throat. My focus narrowed to one enemy cutting ruthlessly through the melee - the sadistic Luna Scarlet, her crimson hair bright as a banner of war. At long last fate had gifted me the chance to confront my childhood tormentor and avenge the innocent girl she had brutalised. The reckoning was at hand.