Scarlet Princess Novels & Stories

“It was Scarlet, though. Alexander’s stepmother, she’s the Queen now. Well, I don’t know about now. Now she’s a fugitive or something. But I saw her on the TV and realized – that’s the lady. The one I started seeing around the palace all the time, when Alexandra was getting sick. I didn’t know who she was. She was just… around. She was pretty, in a scary way. Red lips, dark hair, and the whitest teeth. She looks different now of course, she’s older now, but… that’s her…” “And you saw Scarlet do something?” Iris nodded up and down in slow motion. “Yes. Mm-hmm. That was when it started.” “What did she do?” “I was going to fetch some lunch and tea from the kitchen. Scarlet – she stopped me just

Scarlet left the student residence and halted a taxi and went directly to the location Rubby sent. Rubby sees herself as a famous brand and a living princess while Scarlet is always an ugly duckling in front of her, not to mention when she has no money, even when she has money, she is not as beautiful as her. "Scarlet" Rubby waved at her, and scarlet jogged over. " Aren't you going to let me go shopping with you, for what reason would you say you are in such a rush?" Rubby covered her sneer, her eyes loaded up with the spring breeze that couldn't be hidden.

There she stood in a black cloak draped over her purple gown, with her curly red hair resting on her shoulder. Walking to the front of the room, he took his seat in a dark teak throne, which had its high back embossed with a silver wolf crest that marked him as the Alpha King. Herald tried to keep his tone hard as he stared at Scarlet and the other lady with her, whom he assumed was a witch as well. “What news do you have about my daughter, Scarlet? And I am not here for games.” Scarlet chuckled darkly, glancing at the lady with her who kept a straight face.

“This way, please. Your chambers are in the east wing. I’ve already had fresh linens brought in and—” A sharp voice cut through the air behind us. “Well. Look who finally decided to show her face.” Scarlett Hale stepped out from the shadowed archway, crimson dress clinging to her like spilled wine, dark hair swept up in a twist. Her smile was all teeth. “Evelyn Reed,” she drawled, letting the name hang like an insult. “Or should I say… the Kingdom’s newest pet project? I heard you’ve been quite busy since you ran off. Prince Cassian must be very… generous.”

“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…’’

SCAR'S POV. Red. Then it's black. Who am I? Who am I? What am I? Kill. Kill her. No....stop it stop talking to me. Moonlight? Where are you? It's like loosing control. The darkness slowly evolving. No... stop. Stop it. Who are you Scarlet...? Control. Everything. Control. Scarlet is Scarlet. (Authors mid-note: it's kinda confusing I know. Bit that's the whole deal. To be confused ;) )

I meant the kick I gave to him earlier. " Adam go strain her and part her from him, specially her legs and , Hany go kill him at once "he said the warrior stood up sighing from his aching wound yet he Ironically said " ha kill who, me , and part us , the faithful lovers , how evil!?" Hany , the young soldiers was about to attack when he stopped him " wait , just for the memory which princess is she exactly " Hany said while laughing " she is the princess Muons , the darkened King's fiancé , didn't you know"

"You see, my dear, I've been looking for a way to rescue my brothers from the underworld for centuries. And you, with your... special abilities, are the key to making that a reality." Scarlett's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?” I grinned, my fangs shimmering in the low light. "Come on, Scarlett. Don’t act innocent. You know what I mean. The prophecy. The ritual. The sacrifice." Scarlett's complexion drained, and for a brief moment, I thought she might collapse. But then, a fierce resolve ignited in her eyes, and she lunged at me. "You won't get away with this," she shouted, her fists swinging.

The Queen nodded in satisfaction and stepped aside, revealing a Prince who never ceases to take my breath away. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to stand erect with my chin raised proudly, then I looked into his honeysuckle eyes, and swallowed. “I, River Scarrow, reject you, Densmore Rutherford, as my mate.” Immediately I stated that I felt a different type of heat. One that felt destructive and surgical. “Do you accept?” I muttered. The entire hall went silent again as all eyes turned to Densmore. His deep sunken eyes seemed to hold conflict as his lips pressed together. I held my breath, a sliver of me wishing he’d say no but then he nodded his approval.

“Including royalty from our most valued allies. Please join me in welcoming Princess Kaia Valdris of the Crimson Moon Pack!” Spotlight blazed across my face. I stepped forward with fluid grace, ignoring the stunned silence from those who remembered the broken girl I used to be. As I moved toward the platform, something extraordinary happened. Ancient marks began to glow beneath my skin—silver lines that traced intricate patterns up my arms and across my décolletage. The mark of true royal bloodlines, power that hadn't been seen in centuries. The entire hall gasped. I reached the platform and turned to face the crowd, my marks still pulsing with otherworldly light. When I spoke, my voice carr