Scarlet Valentine Novels & Stories

Today was Valentine's Day, and I wanted my husband to take a day off. "Stay home with me," I said. "Valentine's Day is the best time to make money," he replied, turning away. As he stepped out the door, he casually reminded me, "Call me if anything happens." I had planned to wait for him to come back, but at some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it wasn't to the sound of him returning—it was the pain that pulled me out of my daze. Cold sweat soaked my face as I gasped for air.

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"

He introduced himself, "I'm Ronald Weeks, lady. Twenty-three years old, and I've just graduated from college. Oh, here's a gift for you." He took out a pot of mint, apparently from out of nowhere. The smell sobered me up, and I was half-amused. "It is Valentine's Day today. And you gave me this?" "Yes. I bought this for you," said Ronald earnestly. "Why?" "You're a beautiful woman, and yet you still came to this place on Valentine's Day. I'm sure you know that this place can give you something better than a relationship." No arguments against that. I grabbed Ronald's hand and asked him to drink with me. When I sobered up once more, it was already the next day. I found myself in an unfamiliar

Lucian. Scarlett was very rude and ungrateful. I had bought her stuff, and she couldn't even say thank you for it. I am sure she would be in a dungeon if we were her father. That girl's heart is cold as ice. I knew she deliberately refused to clean up so she could stink up the place. She was indeed her father's spawn. Why did fate have to tie us to a bitch like Scarlett? I was hoping our mate was someone we could love. Since the seer said our mate was a Vladislav, I had lost hope in romance. As things were, I needed to talk to the guys. We needed to let go of this mate thing and reject the bitch. She was used goods and might be of no use to us since we had to be her first to claim the magic.

“You can’t be with that bitch. You can play with her heart and break her but you can’t make her your Luna.” Her words snapped within me and I immediately withdrew from her. She was right, I didn’t have to make Scarlet my Luna. But I could convince her that she would be my Luna. I could give her the attention she wanted but dump her once I’ve taken her from Elias. Valerie was a fucking genius. "I want to be with Scarlet, Valerie.” I blurted out. “She’s my true mate and the one I want.” Valerie’s eyes widened and before I knew it, her hand met my cheek with a hard slap.

She was none other than Herbew, Calista AKA Scarlet's brother from the previous life. “The last element. A vampire's shield, Sedna. Blow it.” Scarlet heard the Snake-charmer again and loosened her body weakening her attack. Behind her, Emerald was flapping his wings and howling looking at the sky strengthening that powerful force with his blood joined in the water. The moment that weapon emerged out of Valor's back, he dropped down over the ground with a thud with affection in his eyes and looked at Scarlet for one last time whimpering, “Take care of Alfie, Little Rat….”

“She came here years ago. I accepted her because she said she needed to have a hobby. For a woman like her, it seems hard to believe that she wants to work in this place. But I let her in without asking why she wants to work here. She is beautiful, and I know that Valentina is rich, and she came here because she said she wanted to learn how to seduce and play games with men. Because of what she said, I knew that Valentina had a deep hatred for men. We became friends, but I don't know where she goes home and lives. She just gave me certain information about herself, and that was her name, Valentina.” When Sabrina said Valentina's purpose, I was more convinced that she was indeed Valerie. She

Vivian watched her neck bulge as she swallowed her fear. “Why are you doing this?” Scarlet cried. “Why?” Vivian sneered. “Because I hate you. You’re a freak. And you stole my boyfriend.” “You’re pathetic,” Scarlet screamed. The insult enraged Vivian further. She pushed hard onto Scarlet’s wrists until she felt the satisfying crack of one of the bones breaking. Scarlet screamed.

Her eyes were brimming with pain, and the tears in her eyes were rolling, however she adamantly would not fall. Victor saw everything, opened his mouth, however was confused. Seeing her like this, his heart unexpectedly felt awkward. Jared doesn't actually love her, no big surprise she would prefer to go out to work without help from anyone else than spend his cash. resentment between them. Victor frowned, "Are you OK?" Scarlet pulled the edges of her mouth hard. "I'm fine. Try not to tell kelvin regarding this." She didn't want kelvin to be aware, and she didn't want him to have a conflict with his brother because of her."

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.