Scarlet Valentine Novels & Stories

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."

And there will be more chances in the future. As she completed reading the book, Haven thought if she’ll ever find love again. And by love, she meant who will truly love her and respect her and her values. She sighed and pressed the submit button, giving her approval for the book and passing it on for her senior to confirm the book.

Suddenly, the heavy front doors swung open and a high-pitched, melodic voice echoed through the hall. “Hudson! If I didn’t hunt you down myself, you’d never seek my warmth! You owe me a moon’s worth of apologies!” Scarlett Vale, the daughter of a neighboring Alpha, strode in wearing a gown of blood-red silk. She stopped short when she saw Avery. Avery tried to walk past, but Scarlett blocked her path, a chilling smile on her lips. “Avery Monroe. It has been an age.” Scarlett’s gaze was lethal. She blamed Avery for her brief exile to the Northern Wastelands. In Scarlett’s mind, Hudson was her destined mate, and Avery was merely a "dormant" glitch in the contract—a wife who didn't deserve the

I was shaking all over with anger, gripping my phone so tightly it felt like it might crack in my hand. The post was still gaining traction, and the comment section was filled with filth—vile, disgusting words that were hard to even read. "Girls these days really know how to play. Valentine’s Day with no protection, just chasing thrills." "She looks so innocent. Didn’t expect her to be this wild, roleplaying the whole ‘sister-brother’ thing."

"You see, my dear, I've been looking for a way to rescue my brothers from the underworld for centuries. And you, with your... special abilities, are the key to making that a reality." Scarlett's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?” I grinned, my fangs shimmering in the low light. "Come on, Scarlett. Don’t act innocent. You know what I mean. The prophecy. The ritual. The sacrifice." Scarlett's complexion drained, and for a brief moment, I thought she might collapse. But then, a fierce resolve ignited in her eyes, and she lunged at me. "You won't get away with this," she shouted, her fists swinging.

But as I stepped into the dimly lit living room, something pulled me from my thoughts. Scarlet sat curled up on the couch, her shoulders shaking, face buried in her hands. I frowned, irritation bubbling up. What now? I couldn’t handle her emotional mess on top of everything else. I took a step closer, my voice cold. "What the hell is going on?" She didn’t respond at first, just kept sobbing quietly. I could see the tears staining her face, her chest rising and falling with each jagged breath. "Scarlet?" I repeated, trying and failing to soften my tone.

Lovato had performed a hypnosis on her to make her forget that traumatic experience… Even if it was for a while, Lovato would do anything to keep Scarlett's sanity intact. "Yes...but we are not bringing much! We are going to a small hotel then we'll go from there." "Yay!!!" Scarlett squealed, as she was jumping in circles and with so much excitement. How could she not get excited, when it was with her beloved father and they were heading out on their very first business trip together, they were also going to meet her mother.

Parliament wants us controlled or eliminated. I choose neither. I run messages, stay independent, survive. The vampire's been following for three blocks. Time to lose him. I duck into an alley, climb the fire escape, cross rooftops. The vampire tries keeping pace but sunlight weakens him. I'm faster in daylight. Always have been. I lose him near Bethnal Green. Drop down into another alley and catch my breath. My name is Valentina Corvino. I'm twenty-four years old. My mother was killed by the Crimson Parliament when I was twelve. Her crime? Falling in love with a vampire and having his child.

“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.

Whenever she sees the scars on her stomach and thighs, it's will be a reminder of her stupidity. "This is a fucking warning, the next time I come for you. Be rest assured that you won't be alive to tell the fucking story." My initial plan is to either kill her or send her to the infirmary in a bloody mess but after hearing the reason for her stupidity, I kind of felt sorry for her especially as I removed my hand from her throat and she crumbled to the ground in a crying mess. Shelly just wanted to belong, she was jealous of my lifestyle and friendship with Ruth but all she needed to do is talk, who says I can't have more than a friend.