Scarlet Valentine Novels & Stories

Ava stiffened, but Damien stepped forward, protective, “No. We didn’t steal anything, she was never yours to claim.” Valentina laughed bitterly, her hands spreading in mock surrender. “Never mine? I found her bleeding on a roadside, broken and abandoned. Where were you then, Roth? Drowning in your wealth? She was dying, and I gave her life. I gave her a name when she had none. Valerie is mine because I made her.” Selena flinched at the name—Valerie. It was fading already, crumbling at the edges, but Valentina’s voice wrapped around it like chains.

- Esther asked, relaxing a bit, but as she looked into the strange eyes of this woman, without any pupils, she still felt a little scared. - At first, when you started looking for information about us, especially after contacting 'the_scarlet_truth' user, we had to stop you, so we haunted your house to scare you and discourage from delving further into it.- Saraqael said, as if ignoring her questions.- So it was us the first time, but not the second time. And we didn't install that search engine on your laptop again, we removed it and we hoped it would stay that way. Unfortunately, as it turned out, by succumbing to your curiosity and opening this search engine again, you invited something v

Speedialing Austen's number. "What do you want kiddo?" His voice flows from the speaker. On normal days I would have argued on the nickname. "Scarlet. Scarlet is in trouble. Someone have been tempering with her morning coffee." ___________________________ SCAR'S POV (CONTINUATION.) I feel the bile run up my throat and I throw my head back to stop it from pouring out and on the surroundings. Rex runs to my side, rubbing on my back. My eyes stings from the tears that I keep trying to hold in.

“What exactly do you want, Riordan? I don’t believe you’ve come here only to irritate me.” A retort rests on the tip of my tongue, but I discard it when she starts to walk away. “Use me.” Scarlett halts, her shoulders tensing as she turns to look at me. “What?” I close the distance between us and she stills when I raise a hand to her heart, letting my palm rest over my mark on her. “I get awoken at night by your anger. Your pain. Your fear.” Something in me cracks as I gaze down at her. So small. So fragile. It doesn’t matter that in a few years, her blood will stop bleeding red, turning into a mix of ichor and black. She wasn’t born like us. She’ll always have her fragile human heart. She’l

he laughed. He kept laughing thinking thinking I would join him but stopped immediately he noticed he was the only laughing so loud. “I got the scar from a woman, My Luna,” he concluded. “A woman. She fought with you or what?” He smiled. “I wish she fought with me but that wasn't the case.” “I slept with her and It was a wild one. I enjoyed her so much. She does me real good. She is an iron lady, with beautiful light skinned body, always ready to feed me day and night with everything I desire,” he said, licking his lips.

mocked one of Vivian’s friends. “Bac-bac-bac-bac-bac!” another one of Vivian’s friends said, making chicken noises. Scarlet had enough. She rose, turned, and walked away from the group, heading back towards the forest. “Goody-goody!” screamed one of Blake’s buddies. “Loser!” screamed one of Vivian’s friends. “Let her go,” Vivian yelled out. “She’s just a waste of space anyway.” Scarlet felt herself tearing up as she hurried away from the group, back towards the forest trail. She was so mad at herself for agreeing to come.

“No… no, I would never-” “Why?” Dex finally asked, voice dropping dangerously low. When she didn’t answer immediately, Dex’s patience snapped. “Why?!” he shouted, the word echoing through the study. Elena burst into tears, shoulders shaking as she tried to hold herself together. “I love you,” she sobbed, voice breaking. “It was supposed to be me, not Elian. He's making you lose focus and you don't even realize it. And I am going to make sure you don't lose to a scum like Elian Virelli. I did everything for you. Everything.”

TARA Valentine marched forward with his long stride in his dark blue suit that cost thousands of Serevian Euros. His short blond hair was too clean for his unruly behavior. “I heard the rebellious daughter of yours is back!” My brother Valentine’s blue eyes locked with mine. He threw his hands in the air dramatically. “There you are. The prodigal daughter is back!” I rose to my feet. My anger boiled in my veins in an instant, so hot and volatile I could burst into flames.

I watched as he used those flames to reclaim the docks, lighting up the night, smiling as he said, "Once I've secured my position, I'll marry you in grand style." I thought we would last a lifetime. I never imagined our love would crumble under a few careless lies from Lina. Lina had said, "She's a merchant's daughter. What could she want besides money?" Yet, she never knew that last year, when the Valentino Family faced a financial collapse, it was I who transferred 30 million through anonymous accounts to help them survive. And just last month, when a rival family sent assassins, it was I who had my bodyguard take a bullet for him…

“And don’t think of it as a bad thing. The boss is a good-looking man. Like, really good-looking. You could do worse.” I open my mouth to respond, but the sound of footsteps on the stairs cuts me off. We all turn to see Valentine descending, his presence immediately commanding the room. Well, speak of the devil. He’s dressed in all black—a fitted shirt, tailored pants, and boots that make almost no sound as he walks. His golden eyes sweep over us, and for a moment, I forget how to breathe. Mara and Finn are on their feet in an instant, their chairs scraping against the floor. “We’ll clean up,” Mara says quickly, grabbing her plate and heading for the kitchen.