Novel & Cerita Scarlet Warlock

Laylin softly breathed out a sigh at his flaring temper. She closed her eyes in silent, her heart drumming in her chest. “Scarlet was the daughter of a Rakhbar Princess and Sansy so it made her the perfect medium: the blood of both, Red Witch and White Wolf. You said the Old Mistress sees the future, did she see it?”

Arizer teases Nico "You would be the first to ever do so, I might be a wolf like you have already defeated but I am an Alpha I am faster and stronger than any other wolf." "You don't forget that I am an elf who is over three hundered years old and have been training for most of those and that is without the edge of been an elf who have natural ability for weaponry and fighting." After a few more jabs at each other about who would kick who's arse the most. Scarlet asks if she can be excused, as with there been just a few hours left before the sacrifice she wants a bit of time to herself.

Mateo flourished his hands to introduce Theria and Warren. Lucinda eyed them both with suspicion, "Are you sure these two are qualified to be here. They look about your age..." "Ms. Tovar, I assure you, as members of the Scald Crow, we have gone into battle against the worst magic has to offer. Warren has a secret weapon against spectral foes." Warren refused to summon the Archon anymore unless he had to. The action was taxing and reduced the amount of time he could spend with the eidolon active. "Archon, you can show yourself."

Alexander released some information, giving him a clue. "That's Nickleby! Where is he?" Morales asked urgently as if struck by lightning. "So you admit you're associated with them," Alexander retorted, his presence swelling with intensity. "That guy's dead. There was also a warlock with a rainbow spider, whom I dispatched." "You dare to kill two elders of the Scorpion Gang? You deserve death!" roared Morales. "Enough of your chatter!" Alexander cut in, moving to take action. In a blur of motion, Alexander unleashed his full power without reservation, his aura terrifying.

Yet, I was so wrong. When I saw Jackal that day, I saw something in him that made me back out and depart the room. A ray of light, though not a dazzling one, united Scarlet and Jerk. Looking into my clairvoyance, I realised I had underestimated my enemy. Not only was he linked to Scarlet, possibly someone she had known when young, he was also not an ordinary human.

The Alpha Convention was always shrouded in secrecy and rarely opened to the public. "I'm sure she found a way around that. That's the only explanation for her absence." Alpha Scarlet of the Deum Belli joined the conversation alongside her son, Sylvester. Viola had only heard stories of Alpha Scarlet, the brutal and beautiful redhead who manned the famous warrior pack. A pack of highly trained wolves who were seasoned warriors, soldiers, defenders. Deum Belli was practically an impenetrable fortress. Next to her was her son who looked exactly like his mother. Red head with pale skin but tall and very muscular. His face held the same brutal look his mother had.

That's why she can't kill her. Scarlet smiled at her triumphantly and sarcasm was dripping from her smile. "You can't kill me Aurora," Scarlet said loudly while laughing. And lift her hand in the air. "Because I'm immortal." "What do you think about yourself that you can do anything with your power? And you underestimate my powers. I'm famous for my powers and I'm the most powerful witch in my clan. You tried to burn me into ashes. But you don't know I can end your life." Scarlet said arrogantly. And Aurora looked at her with her sharp gaze.

His hands were bloody from the bear he helped to hunt, but the adrenaline was still pumping in his veins, fierce believers of an invisible enemy. The only threat to the country nowadays was the occasional ice bear and packs of giant wolves that plagued the villages closer to the mountains. No war, no battles. Alarick spent the last seven years making himself known as the scariest warlord to ever been born, and it paid in respect and fear from his enemies. He didn’t need to be here to kill these animals. His soldiers could very much deal with it. He came just for fun. Besides, he knew people liked seeing him around. It gave them the feeling of protection that he was very much glad to provide.

"They’ve been causing chaos—bombing schools, killing innocent people. And now, they’ve gotten close to someone important to me. I can’t let this slide." A sharp breath came from the other side of the line. "So it’s personal for you." "Very." There was another pause before Scarlett spoke again, her voice colder than before. "I don’t work for free, Aiden. You know that." He expected this. "Name your price." Scarlett’s voice was like ice. "I don’t want money. I want information. There’s a man in Russia... Vladimir Albert Darkclaw. I need details on him. Do that for me, and I’ll take care of your problem with the Shadows."

Scarlet's Pov: The first light of dawn painted the sky in soft pastels, casting a gentle glow over the ancient woods where my pack thrives. The Silver Star Pack, a symbol of centuries of lupine history, is located in the center of this mystical world. Tall trees form a natural fortress, their branches entwined like ancient guardians. I emerge from the depths of the woods. My auburn hair, touched by the morning dew, frames a face marked with determination.