Scarlet Overkill Fanart Novels & Stories

She said sarcastically rolling her eyes . “Silly “Darrel chuckled. Darrel and Anatel are childhood friends .They both loved to sing tho Anatel plays violin while Darrel plays Guitar. Their families are friends and wants them together but Darrel only sees Anatel as a best friend and sister . “You coming over today right .My mom wants you to come for dinner “Anatel said . “I don’t know ..Am kind of busy “ “Well I don’t care ....You are coming whether you like it or not “

But in this moment, it felt as if Circe and I were in sync because she was portraying my emotions mainly, instead of hers. "Killing Rainbow's parents was done to help you so that she would give in to the darkness completely. That was what helped you make the decision to sacrifice a hybrid. You would have never done that on your own," The weird sisters cried in a voice that was only getting huskier— no, burnt.

Scar is seated on the bed operating a laptop,she looked up to the man beside her tall and well built,his eyes deep like eyes that held many secrets and knows maybe too much. “Marcus,that works well in our favor, you'll upload the video,my health report,the scan results and everything related to my failing health on my official page when I step out,let's use their delusion against them” She scoffed reading comments under a post bashing her. “Karma,they say karma caught me,that bitch karma is scared of me” He slowly unbottoned his shirt revealing a tattoo covering his chest and stomach,an eagle holding a snake with it's claws,he got into the bathtub slowly.

It reminded me of the flames licking the walls of a house as she slowly stepped closer not to me though, but to him. It was red- Scarlett red. Fire burned so brightly, a fire that threatened to consume me.But I needed that fire the consume him instead, I wanted to watch him burn, watch him scream for my help while I stood a few minutes away from him with the most triumphant smile I could and it would have been the best day ever. I would have replayed it until I couldn't anymore.

She was a one-person wrecking machine. She stripped Ruth’s muzzle off, and Ruth lunged into the crowd without missing a beat. She sank her fangs into the throats of several of them, and Scarlet, overwhelmed with the need to feed, followed suit: she went from body to body, sinking her fangs into their throats and drinking with all she had. She felt their blood infusing her, and she felt alive again. But suddenly, before she could react, Scarlet felt herself covered by a silver net, once again. Her power deflated completely.

"You underestimate my powers, Scarlett. I have studied ancient and forbidden arts for centuries. You are no match for me." With a wave of his hand, Draven summoned a storm of shadows, swirling around Scarlet like a sinister tornado. But Scarlett stood her ground, her newfound strength radiating from within. She focused her mind, harnessing the energy flowing through her. Sparks of light erupted around her, dispersing the shadows that threatened to consume her. A shield of pure light formed around her, protecting her from Draven's malevolent intentions. Undeterred, Draven unleashed a barrage of dark spells, aiming to break through Scarlett's defenses. But she deftly dodged his attacks, her ag

"However today, everything changed as I discovered you're actually a half-witted, harebrained, idiot whose silicone breasts had crawled to impair her brain." Scarlet's jaw dropped to the floor. She opened her mouth but before she could even say a word, I cut her off. "Have you heard of hypoallergenic tattoo ink? Based on your startled reaction I dare say you didn't. Perhaps you should have checked it on the internet first before marching here to accuse me of being fake just because of my tattoos." My voice thundered across the room, intimidating Scarlet who now stood on her place with her face, ears and neck turning crimson.

I finally understood they never intended to take my dad away from us. They even lost their lives because of it. So, I continued to encourage my dad. "Dad, I can tell right from wrong. Just answer it." When the call connected, Erin's anxious voice came through. "Connor! Oliver collapsed from anemia again. He needs your blood right now." Both Oliver and I inherited our dad's rare blood type. If it were not so hard to find compatible donors, I think Erin probably would never have planned to return to the country. Since I insisted, my dad brought me along to the hospital. After Oliver was out of danger, Erin breathed a sigh of relief.

Scarlet POV “Scarlet is back!” I heard Courtney yell from inside our cabin. I laughed to myself as I walked inside of our little but cozy cabin. The three trouble makers are what we used to call ourselves but as we matured, we dropped that and just became more like sisters. My name is Scarlet. I stand at 5 '7”, deep greenish/blue eyes, deep brown hair that is waist length with a slim but toned build. My brother is the Alpha to the Red Creek Pack but due to our childhood, I would rather not live in a pack. Instead, I have built a life for myself with two great friends. He fully supports me and we still run our co-owned jewellery business.

Threads of red light flickered along its edges as Scarlet poured her will against it from the other side. Ophelia’s limbs trembled, her vision blurred as blood streaked down her temple and several cuts on her fur. Lucien growled and pressed harder, going for the kill with jaws opened wide. And then- Scarlet broke through the barrier in a torrent of red flame. The clearing rippled, magic and snow exploding outward as she appeared in a blaze of fury. “Get away from her!” Scarlet snarled as she exploded into the clearing, her cloak ablaze with magic, fury in every step. Just a second later, and she would have been