Scarlet Overkill Rocket Dress Novels & Stories

Her mum said. Scarlet stood up. She stepped closer to the maids and opened a box. She gasped when she saw the dress inside it. The dress was of a purple color... the original host's favorite color. Looking closer, Scarlet realized it was the latest trending dress she had seen online when she was searching for dresses to wear for her birthday last evening. She had swiped it aside when she realized it was sold out, but she didn't expect that the one who bought it was her... no, the original host's mother.

Ever since he found his sister's dead body and her children, he had not been the same. "Lucian, you have made your point. Calm the fuck down," I told him. Scarlett returned, wearing the dress she claimed she stole and carrying the bag that Lucian had bought her. She handed him the bag. "I do not need your charity," she said, handing him the bag.

I walked to my closet—a room the size of most people's apartments—and pulled out the dress I'd been saving for a special occasion. Deep crimson red. The color of blood and vengeance. It hugged every curve, the slit running dangerously high up my thigh. The back was completely open, exposing flawless skin marked with an intricate tattoo—a phoenix rising from ashes. A reminder of who I had become. I slipped it on, the silk cool against my skin. My hair fell in sleek waves over one shoulder. Diamond earrings—worth more than the Blackwood packhouse—caught the light. My makeup was flawless. Smoky eyes. Sharp contours. Lips the same crimson as my dress.

one servant whispered. “Of course,” Hanks said sharply. “Miss Scarlet and the boss are perfect. Not even some disgusting little thing can come between them.” Her glare toward Lidia was meant to kill. Scarlet smirked, basking in the attention, the praise, the validation. Each word fed her ego like gasoline to fire. She flounced upstairs, eager to prepare for Bruno’s grand return. In her room, she rummaged through her closet, tossing clothes aside until she found the perfect outfit—a short pink dress with rose patterns, elegant yet seductive. She painted her lips, curled her hair to one side, and admired her reflection.

Scarlet liked it very much. The second was a red dress that had small self-embroidered roses all over the satin material. It had a long slit on the right side exposing her leg from the knee. It gave her a sexy appeal. Inside it was a small ring box. Scarlet never felt her so beautiful but in this dress. It was a novel feeling for her. She never wore something so sexy in her life. She immediately put on the dress. Ace's waiting eyes looked up at her as she climbed down the staircase and the color of his face was lost, transforming into a gloomy expression.

Emptiness crept into her soul and she landed on the floor with a thud cursing her fate. “Are you sure? I don’t think it will work.” Emerald murmured in Scarlet’s ears. She was dressed in a warrior dress with a bluish-purple long gown with a deep cut starting from her navel and ending in between her legs matched with radiant purple pants and high ankle boots. The gown was held in place with a polar white waistband that was tucked with many tiny weapons. Her long hair cascaded down to her knees shimmering the ocean blue color with occasional tints of purple and green. What a beautiful sight!

The four got into an uber heading back to the hotel together. Scarlett looked at the glittering gold dress that was laid out on the bed before she slipped on the tiny sheer organza embroidered red and gold G-string she had specifically bought for tonight. She then stepped into her dress. It skimmed her curves perfectly, the adjustments made it even more beautiful. She looked in the mirror, her ample breasts were pushed together as she zipped the dress up from the side, her cleavage looked appealing and the gold shimmer that she had applied to her body only made her skin glow. The dress had a slit on the right, from mid-thigh to the floor showing off her leg and her gorgeous red 6-inch heels.

Lucas did not hesitate to open the treasure chest. “Obtained the Fiery Red, Long Dress Set.” Lucas was stunned. Fiery Red, Long Dress Set? Fiery Red, Long Dress Set: Appearance +10 “If her appearance +10, then Scarlet would look a lot better.” Lucas put the Fiery Red, Long Dress Set on Scarlet eagerly. “This…” Lucas was shocked, he was truly shocked. At that moment, Scarlet had on a fiery red dress, her long hair reaching her waist. Even though her face still had a hint of decay, she looked really beautiful.

I was about to start on my makeup when Kaycee and Scarlett barged into my room. "What the fuck bitch were you about to start getting ready without us? Kaycee pouted "I would never" Scarlett rolled her eyes and started, "so, what are we wearing?" Three hours later, Scarlett was wearing a red slip dress, Kaycee had on a black dress that had a corset design at the front and I was wearing a sleeveless silver dress that was encrusted with diamonds all over it. Stare at it for too long and you might go blind. "We are so fucking late" Kaycee slurred.

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