Scarlet Overkill Novels & Stories

Then she found out that for the week they will be sharing a luxurious rental with her father's boss: Mr Blackwood, one of the most powerful men in the world who has a reputation for being ruthless, deadly, feared by anything and everything that walks and is infamous for not being particularly fond of women- And she concluded that her summer was officially ruined. Scarlett hesitantly makes the trip having convinced herself that her father's boss is probably another ugly, rich, fat, power- crazy man with a collection of tacky vintage suits and she's set on going out of her way to avoid him. That is, until on the first night, she awakens in the middle of the night and finds the muzzle of a gun

It wasn't worth doing right now, but then they couldn't exactly bring back their very dead child especially when her head was laying on the floor, wavered for her body they are covered in the blood of their only child and fuck, it was making them feel like they were going crazy. Maybe they were or maybe it was just them playing games that didn't matter. They could have been good parents to her but then it wasn't like they could fix her now. Funny how Scarlet had died by the hands of the man she loved more than she loves herself. She should have come clean to Aztec, instead of pretending to be good to the pack members all this while. Well she had truly been good to them but the fact that Sand

I would invite her over to the pack house, for teatime maybe. -- ------- "Everyone is talking about you." My brother said over the phone. Since the rumors started from our territory,he was sure to have heard it. " They're cursing you for stealing Greta's mate." Great! I had once again become the object of my people's scorn and ridicule, just like the last time when I didn't shift and was called weak. Greta had turned my people against me now and it was much worse because the alleged victim was an Omega,a low ranking Wolf who had no means of defending herself. She had the sympathy of the people.

Olivia tried to struggle but couldn’t, as her strength was not a match for him, especially when he was moved by despise. He dragged her out of the bathroom and threw her onto the floor before pouncing on her. Tonight, he would unleash all his hatred until he was fully satisfied... **** In Tralington Fort, Mystic Howl Pack, Scarlett dried her hair with a towel and examined herself in the mirror, only to gasp in fear at the sight of a few more strands turning silver in her orange hair. ‘What’s happening, Ulva?’ Scarlett asked, feeling nervous. ‘At this rate, all my hair will turn silver!’

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.

That song, was the mark that means the end of the game. She cried and cried her eyes out in joy. 'Thank god,' she said inside her heart. 'I have survived another day of the hunt.' —

She took a step as a sign to leave although paused when he talked. “You’re not going anywhere, woman." The tone of his voice was menacing. “What—” She was cut off when he pulled her towards his car. When they both went inside the vehicle, he hastily started to take her blouse off. “Don’t touch me!” she cried out, struggling to free herself from his grip. Once he completely got her shirt off, his shock worsened. Scratches and bruises were all over Annabelle’s body! The purple mark almost entirely covered her back part.

" She... She re-opened dad's case? Why? Isn't she the one who told me that I should stop fighting against that invisible enemy of us? Why would she... Do this?" I stood up even if I feel like I would fall in any moment. I accidentally passed by a mirror and saw my scar. The memories that I buried six feet under the ground starts to flash like a flood. The screams in pain, the culprit's laugh, dad's cry in pain, our maids' shouts, and my cries. God, I need to stop this again. If this kept on flashing back, I'll lost myself again. And I don't want that to happen.

It's chaos; I need to take control. The guards and mystery wolves are fighting. Everyone has shifted and attacking each other. The rogues' attacks are erratic and uncontrolled. It's like they don't know what they are doing. Our Elite Deltas quickly overpower them. One of the guards is about to kill one of the rouges. "We have to stop them. They are not rouges!" I franticly tell Inari. "Let me take control" I give Inari control as much as she can come to the surface.