Scarlet Overkill Husband Novels & Stories

"Scarlet I know but I promice you now when I find him I'm going to kill him" "Derek i know and. Look im scared too this is all new to me i have never been in this much danger befor and it's terrorfing to feel like i always have to look over my shoulder but you have to rember we are gettign married in two days and and I will be you're luna" "I know but this is dangerous baby you are pregnent with my pup and you're my mate who i love very much and I will kill anyone who trys to take you from me i swear on my life Scarlet i will I will"

I punched him. “Do you think you can come into my pack and disrespect me? She is a member of the Bloodmoon pack and I have a say on whether she leaves the pack or not! “A member of the pack, yet you all did that to her! He scoffed. I want her Devon and I am going to have her. “And I forbid you to have her! She is mine! “What? I thought I heard him say, but the voice sounded was a female voice. I turned and it was Scarlet, her eyes were wide open as she watched us.

“Good.” She frowned. “Good?” I nodded. “Trust makes people weak. And you can’t afford to be weak, Scarlett. Not anymore.” A long silence stretched between us, heavy with unspoken words. “Why do you hate them?” she finally asked, studying me. “Victor. Celeste. You’re not just doing this for fun.” I considered my words carefully. “Victor destroyed my father’s company. He made sure my family lost everything. And Celeste—” I let out a humorless chuckle. “She was part of it. She knew. She played a role in it.”

She was wearing Jessica's clothes even though she had never touched them. Because Morgan still left several pairs of clothes and other supporting accessories belonging to his wife at this house. "What are you doing? How dare you?" Hardik Morgan stared at Scarlet with his sharp gaze. "Morgan! She's my wife! You can't go too far." "And she's my mum! Did your brain think about my mum's feelings, huh?" Morgan snapped angrily. Scarlet had gone downstairs and now chose to take cover near her husband. "Honey, this is not right. Don't be like that. She's also pregnant."

"We found her at the cliff near the resort. It's best we bury her now, before the pack starts talking. You should go. Focus on your bride, and leave me with mine." My grief began to blend with something else, something hot and scalding — rage. "What did you do to her, Evander?" He tossed his cigarette away. "You heard me, Soren. She took her life." "What did you do to her?" I asked again, my claws slowly extending. Skye was stirring, taking over. "Soren, it's your wedding night—" "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?" I roared, my voice deepening into a growl. I saw fear flash in his eyes.

When I turned twenty-two, he lit up the sky with fireworks and drones, spelling out his romantic confession. Naturally, I fell head-over-heels for the man who was both domineering and tender. I really believed my fairy tale had come true. However, shortly after the wedding, Marco injured his spinal cord in a turf war, and the doctors said he’d spend the rest of his life in bed. He couldn’t accept that kind of fall from power. He became irritable and volatile, sinking into self-destructive urges and suicidal thoughts. In less than three months, he had tormented himself into a shell of who he once was.

I said. - The funeral was decorated with opulent elegance. Harrison stood at the center, giving his speech, pausing to sob every few lines. He hadn't even finished reading half a page before photos of his “battle-scarred” appearance went viral online. [He's so tragic yet so handsome! The ultimate wounded tycoon!] [I feel like my heart is breaking for him!] [Did you hear what he said? That he'll never marry again, that his wife, Irene, is his one and only, in life and death!]

“What is she pretending to do this time? Ignore her. I’m busy with Olivia. Do not bother me with her nonsense.” The call ended. My heartbeat grew weaker. As my consciousness blurred, someone grabbed my hand and said urgently to the doctor, “I am her husband. Do whatever it takes. No matter the cost, make sure she survives!”

Hooked up with anyone who looked his way—except Cindy. He iced her out, blamed her for me not forgiving him. As for the baby? He sent money. That's it. Never showed his face. Cindy lost it. Went full public with the affair, spilled all the dirty laundry from our marriage. Peter shut it down fast. Sued her, too. She cracked. Like, completely snapped. One snowy day, she stabbed him. He bled out in the snow—bright red everywhere—but still wouldn't go to the hospital.

told him with a laugh. I was shocked when he hit me on the head. "And you're still very happy? Our children are only 4 years old, what are you teaching them? Scarlet said annoyed to me. "I'm sorry, honey. It won't happen again, I love you!” I tenderly promised him. My son quickly left me and was playing with his Big Brother Zeke. My husband was about to leave when I pulled him closer to me so he quickly sat on my lap. I grinned, I hugged him so tightly that he fell asleep. "I love you dear, I'm sorry," I whispered to him. He faced me with a frown. I gave it a quick kiss so my husband started to smile. "How many times have I told you..." I laughed softly then tightened my hug around his wais