Scarlet Starr Novels & Stories

I said to him, and he was stunned. "Because of a tainted whore?" He asked, getting angry. "Don't you ever call Scarlet a tainted whore again? She is better than your social climbing whore, who, by the way, wasn't a virgin when you fucked her," I said, and Stasia began to cry. Scarlett got up and headed for the door. She wanted to leave the apartment, but I held her. "Go to my room, Scarlett," I told her gently, trying to separate my rage.

I added. "Yes," She said with no emotion to her tone. "I am sorry about that, Scar, but it had to be done," I said. "It had to be done! Are you serious?" Scarlett was getting angry now. "Look, I've apologised; let's just move on, ok!" I said with a stern tone to my voice. OH, I do like it when Scarlett gets all angry. It makes her so sexy. She just sat there looking at me and didn't say a word.

She looked at my dad and asked, "Connor, if you could go back in time, would you still marry me?" My dad turned to meet her gaze, but he said nothing. My mom finally shed tears of anguish. I sighed and said, "Mom, a true leading lady will never be obsessed with love. Even without a man, she can live an incredible life." For the first time, my mom did not argue with me. Then, she noticed the scars on my exposed arms. As if remembering something, she pursed her lips and asked, "Sienna, do the scars on your arms still hurt?"

Scarlett So today I'm going to meet my friend zayn for lunch, he wants a favor and I can do anything for him. Don't get me wrong cause he's my bestfriend from grade 7, I guess. Well whatever, oh sorry I didn't introduced myself I'm scarlett silvermist Williams, world's no. Hacker and software programmer, so you can say I'm kind of rich and I was born in london, I'm a britisher but lives in New York.

Then she turned slowly. Mira lay on her bed, shoes still on, back turned, shoulders stiff. Fake-sleep stiff. “I know you weren’t drunk,” Scarlet said quietly, ripping open her wardrobe. No response. Scarlet pulled clothes off hangers with sharp, violent movements. Fold. Toss. Fold. Toss. Her hands trembled, not from weakness...but from restraint. “I won’t fight over a dusty man,” she continued, voice tight. “Not Grey. Not Ronan. Not any of them.”

“Zayne, please. We’ll be exposed. This is serious. People are watching. Someone might record this. You don't want the news of the popular Alpha Sterling having a second identity as a mysterious supernatural wolf?” “Fine,” he said. “Joy killer.” I looked around waiting for what zayne would do. Everyone had backed away. Some were hiding behind desks. Some just stared, frozen. The girl in Scarlet’s grip was crying now. Her face had gone pale. Her lips were trembling. I stepped closer to Sara—no, Scarlet. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I couldn’t let this continue. He looked at Scarlet as I drew closer. “Well,” he said, “your mate doesn’t play.”

Scarlet thought. I went to the bathroom and took a bath. After taking a bath, I got dressed, wore my eyeglasses and blow dried my hair. I was looking at herself in front of the mirror as I tied my hair up to a messy bun. I am so lazy to fix this bun, I am always ugly and I can’t even understand why Dimitri thinks I am beautiful. The make up in the bar was so amazing though. It felt like it was not me. Yes, it was not me. It was Scarlet Heart. I am Hearcille Reina, the plain jane.

Well, if only she knew what Sally would say next will stab her skin so painfully. “Scarlet is an orphan, she is poor and a nobody whom my parent took under their roof. They loved her like a daughter but Scarlet chooses to be ungrateful by trying to stab me one day because I caught her stealing one of my jewelry.” Sally was humiliating her and by now, some of the people were gathering around to watch the young lady. Scarlet face twisted into a pale one as she freely let the tears fall down her eyes, she sniffed sharply as she tries to stop herself from whimpering but the tears disagrees to be in accord with her.

Conrad snarls, quitting the relaxed approach. Three very tense seconds pass before Scarlet opens her mouth. "I came here for my niece. I can't see her at home, and I couldn't come here as Lauren's sister. It isn't fair that you were trying to muscle in on Lauren's territory," Scarlet grits her teeth, "so when Rowan sent out a message to the rogues looking for someone to take his offer for killing Carlos, I signed up. If he's dead, Lauren gets her daughter, and I get to see her."

*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.