Scarlet Overkill Novels & Stories

Crescent Scarlet kingdom and Scarlet Moon Pack, and the Jungle Power Pack. Those a perfect packs ever coloring my life.

“But I am human. I’ve been human all my life.’’ Her eyes widened with realization and she bowed her head. “I’m sorry if I spoke out of turn, Master.” I waved my hands dismissively. “Given the circumstances, you may react however you please.” “You’re definitely not human,” Dahlia repeated for emphasis. “Remember what the prophecy said, Dante: A child will be born of titanium blue, Scarlet red in all her glory, Listen for every word is true…’’

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.

I mean now I understand why she fled immediately she saw him shirtless but anyone could have a similar scar, right? "Something doesn't add up Nicole, my brother never had a tattoo, let alone a bloody one or dagger. The scars might just be a coincidence and nothing more, we lost our parent almost the same period and he couldn't have done something like this, there has to be some type of mix up." I stated. I just got my brother back, he is just beginning to have a stable life and now this? It's really not fair and I believe it's a mistake, he couldn't have done something this terrible, robbing and rapping a young lady, why?

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

Dex and Elian regarded the newcomers coldly. Especially their leader, who was a tall, broad-shouldered man with a thick ginger beard and fiery red hair tied back in a knot. A nasty scar ran through his left eyebrow, giving him a permanently pissed-off look. Dex’s hand hovered near his holster, and Elian’s finger was already itching on the trigger. He was still hoping to get more kills anyways. “You took something that belongs to us. Where is it?” The leader asked, his deep and loud voice ringing through the warehouse.

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

Scarlet's ridiculous voice boomed in the room, making Alpha Killian and I snap our gaze to her. I would have asked him to keep hitting me, but I couldn’t because it was a shameful act. Alpha Killian, shocked, pulled out immediately, our breaths coming out in short gasps. “Scarlet, what is wrong with you? What are you doing here?” Alpha Killian asked with a deep voice. “Why would I be happy you two are together? You should be fucking me and not her!” she let out, making me scoff as I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration.

The fight was not just physical; it stirred a deep, primal rage within me, emotions I didn't realize I harbored. In the midst of our savage tussle, Scarlet's kick sent me crashing into a small table, scattering its contents—a smartphone, a handbag, and a small box, reminiscent of a cigarette case. Recognition sparked within me; it was the serum box given to me by Xander, a potential lifeline in this desperate moment. Distracted by the sight of the box, I was vulnerable. Scarlet seized the opportunity, pinning me down and pressing her hands against my throat. "Die, you bitch!" she hissed, her eyes blazing with hatred.