Scarlet Warlock Novels & Stories

I feel my heart thundering berserkly in my chest at the memory of her face morphing and twisting in fury, the baby blue turned blood-red eyes, and the sinister expression that told me she was ready to killl in a blink of an eye. "Vampire." Hunter blurts. Again, as if he knows exactly what's running in my head every damn minute, in every fucking second. And he's not even looking at me! How on earth does he do that? "Scarlet Tate is the only hybrid werewolf in the Wintermist Pack. She's the Alpha's daughter, so you better not underestimate her or you'll be dead before graduation." He warns. I look up and stare at his devilishly handsome face, his amber eyes cold and serious.

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

When she realized I was awake, she looked at me coldly and hissed, saying, "Sienna, this scene should feel familiar to you." I stared at the platform that was identical to my previous life, and the excruciating pain of being smashed to pieces flooded through my body again. I swallowed nervously in terror. I shouted, "You really are insane!" "I'm not insane! I'm just fighting for my happiness! What did I do wrong?" she yelled hysterically, blaming me as if I were guilty. "God gave us two chances at rebirth. In this life, if you had just stayed loyal to me, Connor would've followed the script and pursued me. Why did you betray me?"

April placed a hand over her mouth as she dodged a warlock's fist, then vaporized. Scarlet stood up suddenly. "This all ends now." She began to draw energy from the earth, then let it out. Everyone was thrown off their feet, while it dissolved most of the enemies into nothing. Those who were still stupid enough to run at her got blasted while her dragons had also changed into beings more malevolent, letting out purple and black fire, burning everything. April traced over to Elijah. "We have to stop her before she kills everyone."

Scarlet monstrous voice loomed. As the beast that had been Scarlet lowered its horns with a deafening bellow, massive fists pounding the earth, I knew my next heartbeat could be my last. Nowhere to run or hide - death charged straight for my fragile throat. My focus narrowed to one enemy cutting ruthlessly through the melee - the sadistic Luna Scarlet, her crimson hair bright as a banner of war. At long last fate had gifted me the chance to confront my childhood tormentor and avenge the innocent girl she had brutalised. The reckoning was at hand.

Annette couldn't smell vampire or wolf in him, it meant he's a wizard or a warlock, so speed it is then, a ball of fire can only travel so fast, and Ray has shown her how fast she should move in order to outmaneuver lightning, the two most basic assault spells a warlock uses against a vampire, lightning to stun, fire to ash. Her launch was so sudden the gust of wind blew Skyler's hair making her shriek, Bruce held a hand open to form a shield of magic but Annette stopped right in front of it, sensing the hum static in it, a touch would have incapacitated her, fine then, she decided to see how much wit this warlock brought to this little game of chess. Another blur and she vanished, Skyler sh

"To be precise, he is the most overly-protective wolf in the multiverse." Scarlett floated down through the broken hull, stepping lightly onto the ruined deck. Dressed in her sleek, midnight-blue combat tunic, the First Weaver looked like a literal goddess of the cosmos. She casually spun her starlight brush in her fingers. "System Command: Revoke," Scarlett whispered. Instantly, every single high-tech Sanguine weapon in the throne room, including the glowing light-saber in Kassius's hand, flickered and died, permanently bricked by the Origin Code.

“After recuperating, I’ll be back on your screen. Thank you.” The security quickly cleared a path and led us toward the VIP exit. As the private elevator to the basement opened, there stood someone near a sleek, black Bugatti. His brown hair was styled perfectly, each strand in place. But he had a cold face and a calm kind of confidence that made it impossible to ignore him. He looked like the kind of guy who could cause total confusion in the midst of girls just by walking in. “Hello, Mr. Scarlet.” He shook hands with Elena’s dad.

Scarlets are direct descendants of the moon goddess. Most Scarlets don't meet their wolves until a much later age. Some don't meet their wolf throughout their lifetime. Scarlet has a special bloodstream; their blood is different from the normal one. And no, I'm not referring to the color. The color is quite the same. Red. But Scarlet's blood is known to have special healing benefits. One of the books I read gave a little detail about them. I can still remember how the book described them. The vampires received a Scarlet as a peace offering when war broke out between the werewolves and the vampires. One female Scarlet was sacrificed to restore peace to the whole world. That is how powerful Sc

He chuckled his thumb brushing over her full lip, her bottom lip bounced as his thumb let go, he felt his own mouth twitch watching it. He wanted to push her up against the wall and slam his lips into hers. Show her who was in control, show her what her body wanted. What her wolf was crying out to him. He watched her lower lip quiver as he ran his thumb over it again. She squeezed her eyes shut trying to find her voice. “I Levi Scott of the Sun-