Scarlet Overkill Fanart Novels & Stories

Lucian’s POV Scarlett had torn us apart in ways I couldn’t have imagined. She had done the unthinkable—she poisoned the water supply of Redcape, using the same toxic mix she had been accused of using on us. Half the pack lay dead because of her, and all our efforts to clear her name were suddenly, tragically, for nothing. As I looked at her, bound and helpless before us, I felt a twisting in my chest—a mix of anger and sorrow so deep I could hardly breathe. How could she have done something so reckless, so cruel?

The sight of him made Scarlet weep. She stroked his cheek and his eyes fluttered open. “Where are we?” he gasped, his words punctuated by wheezes. Scarlet smiled at him, trying to look reassuring, hoping that he wouldn’t notice her puffy red eyes from all the crying she’d done. She squeezed his hand. “Somewhere quiet,” she said. “Somewhere safe.” She didn’t want to tell him that she was still chasing a cure. In the caves he’d seemed adamant that it was over, that she should let him die. But Scarlet knew that was just the pain talking. That was the whole point of Octal’s torture—to make him give up.

" Nah! They were probably bluffing. Relics are way too expensive to be in a pawn shop. They must made made it up to taunt you. Besides, you would be in jail for damaging a relic. Not sitting here, sulking and drawing on this cigarette. " Sherry took the lit cigarette from Sarah's hand and pulled a few rounds. She blew the smoke out in circles. Sarah did something with her hand around it and it turned into a heart and then vanished. " One more. " Sarah seemed excited. Sherry blew out one more. This time Sarah made it into a balloon with a tail. "Cool." Sarah clapped her hands. Impressed by her artwork. " One more, one more... " Sarah was rubbing her hand. Getting ready for her next attempt.

Rowan shouted and I followed his voice and stepped into a small clearing that should have held nothing but dew and soft grass and the quiet of the morning before the pack woke to begin the work of rebuilding what the war had taken. Instead blood darkened the ground and the scent of it hung in the air and I felt the cold press against my chest as I saw a young Omega lying on his side near the base of an old oak and his name was Taren and he was barely grown into his strength and his voice was gentle and his smile was quick and his chest rose in shallow pulls that told me that the darkness that had taken the wolves who called the northern territories home had found us.

I gasped when he said that, but how did you know about that. "Well, you see, although you and Emily are practically the same people, there is a slight difference between you to." He said, looking at me for the first time since I revealed the secret. "How will you know about that," I asked him the tears were flowing now, I'm crying for so many reasons. "Well, both you and Emily have the same green eyes. But with yours, there is a speck of grey around the pupil. But people see it as just the emerald color" he said. He was looking deep into my eyes.

"Sometimes… the things we think are making us the ugliest person in the world, are actually the things that mark us as the most beautiful person instead. So in your case, this scar of yours makes you the most beautiful girl in the entire world in my eyes, and trust me, the scar that you are fearing about will make you stand out in the ball." I had picked a pair of earrings with dangling green crystals, and the combination of the blue dress and green earrings was making my green eyes pop and glimmer. Due to the wide neckline of the dress, I had opted for a black choker that matched my black heels. And even though I had forbidden her almost a thousand times, Katerine still managed to put a lit

I added. "Yes," She said with no emotion to her tone. "I am sorry about that, Scar, but it had to be done," I said. "It had to be done! Are you serious?" Scarlett was getting angry now. "Look, I've apologised; let's just move on, ok!" I said with a stern tone to my voice. OH, I do like it when Scarlett gets all angry. It makes her so sexy. She just sat there looking at me and didn't say a word.

Scarlet reached down, picked her belt up off the floor, and walked forward casually. The man stumbled backwards, petrified. “No!” he whimpered. “Please! I didn’t mean it!” Scarlet lunged forward and wrapped the belt around the man’s throat. She then lifted him with one hand, his feet dangling off the ground, the man gasping, clutching at the belt. She held him there, high overhead, until finally he stopped moving and slumped down, dead. Scarlet turned and faced the final bum, who was crying, too scared to run. Fangs extended, she stepped forward and sank them into the man’s throat. He shook in her arms, then in moments, he lay there in a pool of blood, limp.

What I saw inside the envelope made me nauseous. It’s a picture of a man with full of blood. There’s also a picture of its back with a words engrave in it. THE HUNT STARTS NOW! -JMJ What the hell?

He agreed. ******************************************************** After scarlet has successfully deleted all the files, she went to the living room turned on Dennis,: MEdia player, Ed Sherman was playing, tho scarlet don't like this song, She sang along dancing like it was her last day on earth. "Fuck I miss music!!!" She screamed already immersed in the song. The door burst open without scarlet knowing until the music suddenly went off. She turned to see an Angry Lady cladded in a purple gown with extreme makeup, Sonia.