Scarlet Snow Novels & Stories

'Scar? 'I NEED YOU ASAP!' 'SOS' 'CODE RED' 'Scarlet?' 'Scaaaaaaaaaarrrrlleeeeetttt' 'Bitch do you not see this?' 'You blind?' 'SCARLET! I am in danger there are people out here trying to kill me aaaaaaaahhh so exciting! Isn't it?' 'I need you with me' 'Come on, we'll fight them together 'Scarlet?' 'SCARLET' 'you bitch, are gonna come when I'm dead!!!!!'

Focus. Scarlett's heels clicked against the floor as she followed me in and settled onto one of the barstools at the island before crossing her legs and smoothing her pink top. Snow had followed too, jumping onto the counter and fixing Scarlett with that same stare. “She doesn't like me,” Scarlett said softly. “She’ll fall asleep soon. You can ignore that.” I pulled two mugs from the cabinet. “Do you have a specific colour of mug? We have everything here.” “We? Didn’t take you for a team player.”

Scarlett’s POV Elara took a deep breath, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of caution and determination. "Swiftclaw's origins are shrouded in darkness, Scarlett," she began, her voice laden with a heavy weight. "He is the son of a powerful wolf who was entangled with demons, seeking to harness their dark magic for his own purposes. It is believed that this union tainted Swiftclaw's bloodline, infusing him with an inherent darkness and an insatiable thirst for vengeance."

I am one with the music and the pleasure it gives. “What are you?” Another asks. His breath is hot on my neck and I close my eyes as I whisper, “I am Scarlett. The daughter of Kingsley Montgomery, the don of—” “Wolf?” a third asks. Shaking my head, I giggle. “No. I am hu—”

Everything is spotless, polished, and so grand, it almost felt unreal… way too luxurious for someone like me. Inside the restroom, I passed a mirror—and froze. Did I just see a ghost? I stepped back and looked again. "Arrrrgh!" I screamed. "Who is this? Why am I in a stranger’s body?!" I stumbled backward, heart pounding. Then I looked again, this time slowly, closely. My heart skipped. “Wait… I know this face.” “No… no, this can’t be real.” “This is Elena Scarlet.” I held my hair, my fingers shaking.

*Scarlette Helle*-, the most passionate, courageous, strong, and power person, he had ever come across. At first it was perceived that the beautiful woman named after a shade of red was a human hosting a Supreme being, but no. After the mother of life left Scar’s body there was still this power radiating off her this made the enter group very curious to know what exactly she was and so another adventure of investigations begin.

he snapped. Scarlet chuckled. "You look hot when you're jealous," she watched as Reid rolled his eyes, turning his back to her as he went back to picking the flowers. "I had to accept the ride, it was a long walk," "Whatever," Reid uttered. Scarlet grinned as an idea lit up in her head. she slowly put the basket down, stripping herself of her clothing and with a few crack of bones, she was in her wolf form, and in an instant, she tackled her mate to the muddy and licked his face repeatedly.

My pride soared when I saw her return the punch, not to mention that mini speech about the Collins kingdom, my God, she spoke with such confidence that anyone who previously had doubts about her leadership power shut up. The Valkyrie was so pissed off that she instantly transformed into her wolf form, I was worried about that, Scarlet apparently had never had a fight in her wolf form. Without realizing it, I take a step forward, I was already prepared to end that antics, when Scarlet starts to transform, her beautiful white hair and white eyes are in evidence, just thinking that her fur can be stained with blood already makes me feel chills.

Other wolves were fighting in the arena, and a group of them were playing what looked like a game of football, except the players were wielding torches. Scar glanced at Damon and saw a hint of a smile on his face, as though he was remembering the games from when he was a child. But then something shifted in his expression, and a deep sadness seemed to loom over him like a dark shadow. She wanted to ask him what he was thinking, but considering how cold he'd been since last night, she hesitated to speak until he was ready. So quickly that Scar almost didn't notice what was happening, Damon bartered a flower merchant on the edge of the market for a red rose, then they carried on their way. He

At that time, scarlet was gazing at a couple of canvases and a clear piece of paper in the room. "What precisely is unique and not quite the same as the rest? Ok! It's so irritating". Scarlet pounded her head hard. She was unable to recall that anything now, her brain was loaded with his grin, the warm inclination he felt when he embraced her energetically. She went to the window and pushed it open. Feather like snow was dispersed with the breeze, and dissipated on the ground. Scarlet moaned and scoured her hands. In such chilly climate, she don't have the foggiest idea what the strange man will do.