Novel & Cerita Scarlet Overkill Fanart

I do not want him to lay any claim to my will, because I regret his birth and everything I had to do with his mother. The second is the mother, Helen-Nora Sinclair. I was obsessed with her sister, and that was my downfall. And she spat on me on the way down. I would like you to remind her that even from the grave, I have power. And the man I would like you to do away with is Damian Blackwood.

They fought tooth and nail as if it was some type of morbid dance between two opposite forces until eventually overcoming what used to stand in front: they defeated them again…or so thought those remaining few who chose life over death. Still panting heavily amid the ruins left behind due devastation caused by Miss Bulwark (*as referred lovingly by Lovato*), both daredevils embraced at last after such intense battle; relieved - although bruised & battered (mostly mentally!)-that also no harm had come upon their little brave soul known as 'Scarlett'. One final thing remained however: The showstopper itself…. A fiery explosion occurred right then when two hearts collide during an affectionate

Not to mention, the fact that she was a Rank 6 Evolved One made her look even more like a doll. Rayne let out a smile when Lucas touched her head. Scarlet, the beauty of the Apocalyptic Legion, was wearing a long, red, fiery dress; her hair was at waist-length. At that moment, the blazing sunlight could be seen shining on her gorgeous face. It was unknown whether it was the sunlight that lightened up Scarlet or the other way round. The sense of horror within Joanna lessened when she saw Rayne's sweet smile. "Senior, where are we headed now?" asked Joanna.

Moments later a mind link hits me "All warriors meet me at the waterfall now" All a sudden, I start to see black dots, and my vision is blurred!! Taking me to a time I don’t remember. Observing my surroundings. The skies are dark with ominous clouds, rumbles of thunder moving through the sky with rhythm, it’s pouring. Mud and blood are everywhere. Witches, wolves, Lycans and Vampires are fighting. Spells being cast, blood being sucked, Lycans sending heads flying with one swipe of their claws, wolve tearing their enemy apart. Thunder rumbles through the sky as lighting strikes the ground, sending waves of electricity through the earth's flooring. Looking to my left I see a woman, glaring ri

I said “Oh, that’s an apology Christmas gift from Beta Kim. She is sorry for everything. She can’t face you and asked me to give you this. She hand picked them from mothers gardens so you can’t say no to it” said Scarllet retyping to sound strict “Doesn’t that your friend have any self respect in her blood? She tried to kill Nina and I will never forgive her for it” I said

Only I know how these looks of pity feel . No one knows....you may call scars beautiful but you know the one who actually has them. Knows deep somewhere in their heart, how ugly they look. Something which was so perfect, something so flawless that every one envied it. Was now just an object of pity. The skin which was perfect once, is tarnished now. And you know the worst part? No matter what you do. It will never....be like it was before. What's lost can never return. Sulking ,she didn't realised when the sun was down from the horizon and it was dark.

"That is a significant difference for him." Lennon held that. "Saturday," Evelyn said. "Lunch. I am making the good pasta and I am not discussing the phone call." "You literally just discussed it." "That was the discussion. We are done. Saturday." She hung up. Lennon stayed with his forehead against the cabinet for another moment. Then he poured his coffee. Scarlett had posted three new videos overnight. One was the fan art compilation—drawings sent in by followers, ranging from technically impressive to utterly unhinged, all depicting two figures whose features were consistently dark-haired and golden-blonde respectively.