Scarlet Tides Novels & Stories

“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…’’

Finding an evil smirk lingering over Scarlet’s lips, Mara provoked her, “Don’t use the past life. Get hold of your mermaid powers, little one.” Scarlet went dumbfounded and immediately calmed down. Her eyes turned ocean blue, but she didn’t shift. Looking here and there, Scary spotted the old butler standing near a table over which was kept some water.

“Are you done? I’m going to sleep.” “I mean it, Scarlet.” He kissed me on the lips. “Other than me, I don’t know who can take care of you and healing your wounds. Let me be your lover, Scarlet.” “Whatever, I’m not listening.” I closed my ears with my hands and turned towards the wall to go to sleep. This Sin had to be out of his mind, I thought. With my tiredness, I soon drifted into slumberland. However, the slumberland I saw was not one of those pastel-coloured dreams filled with clouds. It was dark and lava was oozing over the black earth. Above me, bats circled the black, empty sky.

"Not only do you have to celebrate the birthday the same way the original host did, but you have to accept the slag's proposal. After that, you need to have sex with him. Everything must happen like it did. All you have to do is make the slags pay for hurting the original host and then seduce Cyn." Scarlet's expression turned uglier. She bit her tongue to stop herself from cursing, but she couldn't stop her eyes from rolling angrily. "Indeed. Nothing good ever comes out of quick transmigration." She returned to stand before the mirror, fingers clenched around the glasses on her face. "I need to have sex with that trash... I'd rather die then." She clicked her tongue and removed the glasses.

The "Tide" was not made of salt and foam. It was a slurry of liquid shadows and melted glaciers, a black deluge that roared with the voices of everything it had consumed on its way from the Frozen Wastes. It didn't just flood the land; it erased it, leaving behind nothing but a smooth, dark glass. Standing on the ramparts of the Silver Citadel, Audrey watched the horizon vanish. The emerald forests she had worked so hard to grow were being swallowed by a wall of water five hundred feet high.

Scarlet moaned softly as she spread her thighs and gripped Xavier's shoulders to help guide him deeper into her. The room became dark as her vision blurred and Scarlet moaned even louder as his tongue lapped at her clit. She writhed uncontrollably beneath Xavier, trying to bring him closer and closer to her release. Her climax crashed upon her like waves crashing against a beach and she threw her head back helplessly in her ecstasy. Scarlet trembled beneath him as wave after wave rippled through her body. She was sure that she must look utterly ridiculous in the position she was in, but that was the furthest thing from her mind. Scarlet's entire world narrowed down to just Xavier and her. Sc

The brunette had the urge to scream her feelings out, but it would be mortifying if someone would actually hear her. Annabelle looked around, searching for something to hide herself. She saw a pile of large rocks at a distance, so she headed towards it, running. The woman gasped for air when she reached the destination. She placed herself on the broader part of it and turned over. Facing the sunrise, she noted the sky was painted with gradient hues of orange and blue. It was breathtaking adding up the sorrows she was feeling, and with that she gathered all

I ask, bypassing telling her how spellbinding she looks with her hair in messy waves hanging around her face, wearing a simple black tunic and gray leggings. “Ms. Hills accidentally bought too much at the farmers’ market today.” Scarlet raises her eyebrows. “Imagine that.” I plow a hand through my hair, smiling. “Yeah, she’s…uh…” “Totally hot for you?” “That’s not how I’d phrase it, but…yeah…I suppose so.” Scarlet chops up a few more pieces of the carrot and adds them to the dish. “I can’t blame her.” She flicks her eyes up, a small smile playing on her lips. Inhaling deep, Scarlet’s breasts rise and fall beneath her scoop-neck shirt.

That song, was the mark that means the end of the game. She cried and cried her eyes out in joy. 'Thank god,' she said inside her heart. 'I have survived another day of the hunt.' —

Everything I do, every step I take, is all in a bid to make her smile; I need her, in a way I never thought I'd need someone ; My willpower must remain intact however; Never must I waver; Not even during those brief moments when she thinks I'm not looking, and I feel the hatred pouring off her in waves; Or when she cringes as I reach for her hand before deciding it's okay to trust me; It's not her fault though; I know that, and I love her for trying to make me feel loved; But I am scarred by her resentment; The curse I can never lift. "Having fun?"