Scarlet Overkill Novels & Stories

Diverging her mind from those painful memories to replace them with these new ones. Pulling back from her, he sees her head tilted to a side. Not willing to show him her face. Yet that Scar, it was visible now. The evidence of his lost child, authentic now. And that's when he looks up at the moon through the window ,remembering Sophie last words making a tear to roll down his eyes. Let your heart guide you to your only light.. Yet, if still the darkness of her eyes veils the truth of light. Remember Scars will always get visible, when all lights are off.

She truly felt she had nothing left to live for. Scarlet walked with her head down, dejected, barely even noticing the cars. She felt, inside her, something slowly stirring, welling up. It was a slow, simmering rage, something unsatisfied, something that needed to be fulfilled. It was a desire to take revenge on something. On someone. A desire to feed. She felt her skin itching, all her senses on edge, like, she imagined, a drug addict probably felt when needing a hit. Previously, she had been able to keep it all in check. But now, she couldn’t hold it back anymore. More and more, she felt as if she were about to explode. She had a sinking feeling that once she found her next target, she’d b

Scarlett. I watched the crowd disperse, and the cold began to seep into my bones. They had left me out here to die. I did not mean to kill anyone. I just wanted to get away. I was tired of everything, and I wanted to get away. I looked around me, teeth chattering, hoping someone would take pity on me, but no one was there. Everyone had left. I was forgotten. Bet they were all waiting until I die and my corpse becomes frozen before they come and help. I wanted to tug at the mate bond, but how they looked at me before they left discouraged me. If they had doubts about Bianca's allegations, this was an apparent offence. I had indeed drugged the reservoir, and it had led to deaths. I was a mass

He ordered and the rest of the assassins walked into the room. Omar held out his sword and stepped in front of Mariam and the girls to shield them but Mariam was quick, she ran forward with a shout and slid across the smooth marbled floor, the material of her outfit eliminating all friction to give her an easy slide, she unsheathed two swords in the process. The assassin who had stepped forward swung his sword at her but he wasn't fast enough, she brought her hand up in a powerful swing and the sword sliced the air, his arm fell away from his body and he shrieked in horror and pain. Without giving him time to recover, she stood up, now standing behind him and swung her sword again, her next

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.

Black says before he takes off. The moonlight filters down through the trees as we dart after her, adrenaline surging in our veins. Each leap carries us closer, but she’s fast—her white and red form blurring ahead, weaving between trunks, her three tails flicking playfully. The forest echoes with the pounding of paws, the rush of wind, and the thrill of the chase. Skadii glances back, her golden and purple eyes glinting mischievously, then pushes herself faster, testing our limits.

It wasn’t Sara anymore. It was Scarlet. She was in full control. I knew the moment her control slipped past her that Scarlett had taken over. My sweet mate was gone at that moment. The woman standing in front of me, gripping that poor girl’s throat, had glowing green eyes and shaking hands. She was ready to shift. The other employees were gasping. Some screamed. Some ran out of the office. The girl couldn’t breathe. Her face turned red. She scratched at Sara’s hand, trying to get free. But Scarlet didn’t move. She didn’t care.

Tristan had truly put in the effort when he pursued me back then. He followed me around every day, showing concern and driving away many of my admirers. Unfortunately, that also led to Leon's misunderstanding. But in the end, after all the twists and turns, we still found our way back to each other. What I had thought was just an ordinary blind date turned out to be the result of a decade-long wait. Leon's proposal was extravagant, and someone had uploaded the video online. Soon, everyone knew that a woman named Esther Wilder was about to marry Leon.

Rossi, seeing her vulnerability. ​She stripped off her clothes, the heavy blue dress suddenly feeling like a crushing weight. She found a large, expensive silk scarf in the dressing room and tied it tightly around the worst part of the bruise on her arm, hoping the compression would slow the internal bleeding and dull the throbbing ache. It was a flimsy, temporary fix, but it was all she could manage.

In the next few seconds, a loud booming sound rang out in the room and she saw the big ghost also falling. Her eyes were open long enough to see something sticking out of Sara’s chest and her snowy white nightgown stained red. “Scar.” “Scar.” She heard everyone, including Alan the tormentor calling her name over and over again in a worrisome voice but she could not answer them. And not once did she hear Sara’s voice in the mix. Over the next couple of weeks, the clan of Scathin battled for the lives of the two precious daughters of the chieftain.