Scarlet Speedster Novels & Stories

Elias said, looking back at the monster, which had an arm stretched out. “Damn, damn, damn, we have to do something! Anything! I don't think our powers are working here! We're running at the typical human speed!” Scarlet said, as they began to climb upwards. It was harder than skidding downwards. Her heart was pounding, seeming to be seeking to find a way out of her chest. It felt like she could feel death knocking, minutes away. She didn't know what the ants could do, but she didn't want to know either.

Scarlet and Kesley have gone back to their various pack. There are four types of pack; Dynamite pack, flowind pack, Night sky pack, and CR pack. Scarlet is from the Dynamite pack while Kesley is from surging pack. Scarlet arrived home and was surprised that no one welcomed her. All of them were busy with one thing or the other. She went to her mother and asked her what was going on. She was ignored, and she went to her room to unpack her belongings. Her room door opened but she did not turn.

She drove away while the girls behind her shouted,"Okay girl, It was nice meeting you! Maybe next time! It's okay you're busy maybe! Bye!" Being rich had its uses too. Scarlett drove towards the orphanage which was a seven minute ride from her school. Actually she needed to visit the orphanage. The last time she had been there, the door was open when she peeped inside , she saw some crazy stuff. She saw a child flying happily, a boy with a force-field around him, deflecting the ice shards that a girl was throwing at him, pulling it out of thin air. A girl who was making things move without touching them, a boy with fire in his hands and children doing whatnot.

Remi burst out from laughter. "Hoo? You still making fun of her?" Scarlet came out of nowhere and approached Remi to see what was going on. "Butt out of my business four-eyes." The usual, Remi still gets annoyed when Scarlet is around because she knew she couldn't beat Scarlet in mind tricks. Scarlet looked like a Hermione Granger from Harry Potter today and she is feeling fabulous in her outfit. "These glasses suit me right?" Scarlet asked while she twirls her hair around. "No. You look like a nerd."Remi said with no emotions at all.

“You can have a lot of fun taming her. We'll start at fifty thousand for her price.” I casually looked at the slave in question, studying her. My mind jolted as I caught sight of her face. Her dark hair, her soft features. Her beautiful but strained body, the pain and exhaustion on her face. Spice? Her name was not Spice. It was Marlowe. Marlowe Sage Kunetsov. I could never forget. What the fuck was she doing here? I inhaled slowly to call my racing heart. I was not supposed to be reacting this way. She was not supposed to be drawing this kind of reaction from me. At least, not anymore.

Grey had watched Scarlett grow into the strong, capable woman she was today, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and affection. The memory of the health orientation program that Scarlett had organized for the pack resurfaced in Dr. Grey's mind. It had been a remarkable initiative, showcasing Scarlett's dedication to the well-being of others. She remembered how Scarlett had taken charge of the event, sharing valuable information with the pack members about health and wellness. The way Scarlett had interacted with everyone, her confidence and passion shining through, had left an indelible mark on everyone present.

I also never told him that I had seen his post. There was no need. He had countless chances to stop and make amends, but he never did. He was just relieved that I hadn't found out. Now, Tristan was finally panicking. But it was far too late. … My birthday was in June, and Leon had been incredibly busy lately. He had always been a workaholic. Ever since we got together, he made sure we saw each other every day. Lately, though, he had been traveling nonstop for business.

“I apologize for ignoring you. Are you okay?” Scarlet was like a little sister to me, she was sweet, amazing and beautiful, nicknamed Crazy Redhead back in school, for beating up a girl who dared to bully her and because she had natural red hair which she had now cut to her shoulder length and it suited her, displaying her freckles. She was a great listener and so attentive to me, and she was currently working as a prosecutor, while her elder brother, Ezekiah, ran their families Chocolate producing company. “We will talk about later, after dinner, let's go bowling like old times?” She suggested, and I had planned on going through the report sent by Uncle on the possible places where Iris mig

Yet, I was so wrong. When I saw Jackal that day, I saw something in him that made me back out and depart the room. A ray of light, though not a dazzling one, united Scarlet and Jerk. Looking into my clairvoyance, I realised I had underestimated my enemy. Not only was he linked to Scarlet, possibly someone she had known when young, he was also not an ordinary human.

The room spun, blurring the faces of those around me into a kaleidoscope of colors and shapes. The subtle effects of alcohol kicked in, revealing my delicate tolerance. The once-anonymous room rebelled against my unsteady movements, swaying gently. The comfort I sought was within reach, teasing my consciousness with its enticing dance. Stumbling through the whirling room, I found myself in the center of an ecstatic dance floor. The crowd enveloped me, every step a brief respite from the pain of betrayal. In the rhythmic beat of the music, I found fleeting comfort, a temporary escape from the ache in my chest.