Novel & Cerita Scarlet Speedster

Before he could complete his sentence his Beta’s neck was on the ground rolling toward him. “You were the first person to notice how vicious and evil I am, don’t give a reply to my question and I will make you regret it.” My voice had changed, the same power which had emitted from me when I saw the bodies of the ghost tribes on the ground was the same one emitting now, I look down to see my hair is now white, when it turns this color. “Your look can’t scare me Scarlet, I am your mate and there is no way you will kill your own mate..”

“Now.” The car sped up. The second it stopped near Blackwood University, Scarlet didn’t even wait. She threw cash at the driver and bolted. She ran. She fucking ran...through students, through courtyards, nearly knocking people aside. Her boots slapped against stone, breath tearing out of her chest, heart screaming. “Move!” she snapped at anyone in her way. She skidded around a corner, nearly crashing into a pillar...and then froze. Bret. Standing directly in front of the female restroom. His arms were crossed.

As I approached the window, I threw the water bottles through it and jumped. "Ouch, fuck!" I hissed as a metal blade sliced through my leg, knocking me to the ground. I groaned, then raised my head to look at them. They stood by the window, each with an even grin on their face. "Temple Run," one of them whispered. I gasped, my breath shortening as I quickly picked up the bottle and ran around the corner from the back of the cafeteria building. Tears streamed down the corner of my eyes, wishing they would leave me alone. I felt a rush of adrenaline as the boys climbed through the window and transformed into wolves.

“This is going to sound insane, but I think you're my sister.” I blinked at him, sure the hunger was making me hallucinate. “That's not possible. I don't have any siblings.” “Half-sister,” he corrected, his voice gaining confidence. “Same mother, different fathers. My name is Kieran Valdris.” The surname. Even in our isolated pack, everyone knew that name. The Valdris family ruled the most powerful pack in North America—the Crimson Moon Pack. “You're lying.” But even as I said it, I knew he wasn't. The familiar scent, the way his features echoed mine—the same nose, the same stubborn chin.

I couldn’t wait to show them. Jasmine was the first to notice us. "Why are you dragging her like that? What happened?" "Look!" Thania said, pushing my hair back again. Joshua leaned forward, eyes narrowing slightly. "Wait a minute... is it just me or..." "It’s gone!" Jasmine gasped. "No way!" "How?!" I smiled, feeling shy all of a sudden. "I found some herbs in one of the books. It mentioned scar healing. I tried it. I didn’t think it would work, but... it did."

"Scars are not just a sign of a life well- lived, but one's scars show that this person is a survivor. That they are stronger than whatever life could throw at them. So don't you ever think that the scars you carry because of your past make you any less worthy, instead, they indicate that you should be celebrated even more! And as for your capabilities as Luna, I have seen firsthand that you are empathetic and emotional without being timid or self- indulgent. At the same time, you are resilient and strong without being cold and unfeeling. It is a delicate balance that you somehow maintain effortlessly, and I have experienced recently that you don't mind breaking the rules for the sake of som

The sky above was a chaotic blend of colors, shifting from deep blues to fiery reds and back again. In the distance, a figure emerged, slowly materializing out of the shifting mist. It was a reflection of Sabrina herself, though her eyes were a blazing crimson that seemed to pierce through the very fabric of reality. This was the Scarlet Witch, the force that had taken control of her body after that fateful encounter with David and Jacob. ‌ As Sabrina took hesitant steps forward, she could feel the weight of the Scarlet Witch's power pressing down on her, an invisible force that sought to control every fiber of her being. The pain was palpable, radiating from the Scarlet Witch's figure like

"I told you, Julian, she is fine she just needs some air," Clara said quickly. Her voice was sharp. She tried to make it sound like a small thing, but her hands were shaking. She waved her hand at the red car that was driving away down the long road. She wanted to act like nothing bad happened. Julian stood right next to her on the front porch. He kept his arm around her back. To anyone looking at them from the street, he looked like a kind and caring husband.

--- We've been waiting at most ten minutes Deniel, stop being rushed-- says exasperated looking at me as if I had seven heads. I walk down the hall while most of the people there look at me a little fearful and some even afraid. As if I'm going to go out killing anyone in the way--I think ironically rolling my eyes. --- Supreme let's go in?-- I barely realized that the fucking empath doctor had appeared and was calling us. I approach Scarlet putting an arm around her waist and leading her into the office. --- Is Scarlet okay? Did something happen for them to be in such a hurry to find out the sex of the puppy? After all, it was scheduled for next week-- the doctor asks again and I growl in d

The red blood slid down slowly on her face, painting it red. The white loose shirt she was wearing is also covered in dirt and because she was wearing short shorts, her legs were covered by small wounds, old and new. She was on her bare feet but she was wearing slippers a while ago. She lost the pair in her run after realizing that it was easier to run without them. "Found you." Leon said in a low and manly voice. This kind of voice can make girls go crazy, she was no exemption. She will also squeal like a hyena and will even blush because of it.