Scarlet Overkill Novels & Stories

“Kill her.” “What?!” Garret asks, taken by surprise. “Kill her!” Warrick shouts. Panic shoots through me. I look back at Colt. He looks distraught, unsure what to do. He won’t, Colt mouths. I turn back to Garret just in time to see him pull out a knife. “No. Use your bare hands,” Warrick says. Colt is right, this is probably a test. He won’t really kill me…right? Within seconds, Garret is on me. I start swinging wildly, trying to punch him.

The photos. The recording. The report. Soon, all of it would reach Adrian. But not yet. Not here. Not while I was still close enough to be found. My assistant turned slightly in the front seat. “Ms. Vale, your flight boards in an hour. Should I shut down the old number?” I looked out at the fading line of New York and placed my hand over my stomach. “Yes,” I said. “Turn it off.” Scarlett Moretti died at her wedding. Stephanie Vale took her unborn child and her future with her. He deserved neither.

And yet… her wrist burned faintly under her sleeve, the crest mark mocking her in silence. Dusk bled across the sky, painting the horizon in streaks of crimson and gold before the shadows of night swallowed the world. The pack gathered in the sacred clearing, circling the great stone altar at the center. Torches lined the perimeter, their flames flickering and twisting, shadows leaping like restless spirits.

I was entertainment. I moved between the tables, gathering plates with trembling hands while conversations danced around me. Their whispers followed like hungry wolves. “Look at those arms. Like tree trunks.” “Margaret said she found food hidden in her room again.” “Disgusting. No wonder she can’t shift—what wolf would want that body?” My cheeks burned, but I kept loading the tray. Glass and plate clinked against the tray, and the sound produced covered most of their comments. “Careful with those,” Marcus called from across the room where he was busy entertaining a group of unmated females. “We all remember what happened to Mother’s antique vase.”

’ Atlas’s confusion mirrors my own. I move toward them, but a rogue lunge first, teeth flashing. My aunt screams, but the sound cut short as his jaws tear into her throat. Blood sprays, and she collapses before I’ve even taken two steps. ‘Noooo!’ I scream down the bond, my unit spinning with me. Another rogue launches at Rebecca. One bite. One brutal shake of his head, and her body slumps to the ground, headless, her pink dress soaked in blood.

said Scarlet. 12hrs 35mins Once I was finished making Quacker the Pirate Duck, I cleaned myself and looked at Scarlet looking at Cassidy and her friends “Scarlet!!!” I shouted “what is Arnold” Scarlet said. Cassidy looked at me talking to a 10yr female spirit, “the animatronic is finished Scarlet” I said “okay Arnold” then Scarlet looked at the missing children and Charlotte “something bothering you Cassidy?” Scarlet asked “do I remember you?” Cassidy asked “Cassidy, Charlotte, Gabriel, Jeremy, Susie & Fritz meet Scarlet Gardener. She was murdered by William’s biological mother Hart Afton” I said. “Scarlet Gardener” said Gabriel “yes Scarlet Gardener, I according to my sources she was murder

I finally understood they never intended to take my dad away from us. They even lost their lives because of it. So, I continued to encourage my dad. "Dad, I can tell right from wrong. Just answer it." When the call connected, Erin's anxious voice came through. "Connor! Oliver collapsed from anemia again. He needs your blood right now." Both Oliver and I inherited our dad's rare blood type. If it were not so hard to find compatible donors, I think Erin probably would never have planned to return to the country. Since I insisted, my dad brought me along to the hospital. After Oliver was out of danger, Erin breathed a sigh of relief.

Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation. Scarlet wasn’t Arabelle. Once reborn, she took on a new life and identity, her memories erased completely. I was aware of how much effort I needed to get her to fall for me, and I was mistaken that my genuineness would touch her deep inside. Yet, I was so wrong.

He shifted his gaze to the others present, revealing an unprecedented fierceness in his eyes. Faced with his hostility, the crowd immediately raised their guard. Their eyes gleamed with a chilling light as they gripped their weapons tightly. They didn't dare to slack off in front of this person. However, the Scarlet Harbinger's strength was strong. They were uncertain whether they could handle him. "Go to hell!" the Scarlet Harbinger roared. A formidable force, a blood-like waterfall, surged toward the crowd. The Scarlet Harbinger was displaying his full power. The blood-colored aura became increasingly powerful, reaching a point where it seemed to cover the sky.

She spat the last word like it was poison. “If she ever gets the people on her side… if Asher helps her take the throne…” Scarlet shook her head. “It’s over for us.” Titling her head, Emma asked, “So what do you want to do?” “I want to end this, now,” she said with a glint in her eyes. “You mean…” “Yes.” Scarlet’s voice was cold as death. “We will kill her.” “She’s not just any alpha female,” Emma warned. “She has the Moon goddess hovering around her, same as Asher.”