Scarlet Warlock Novels & Stories

I stare at him in bewilderment “What does that mean exactly?” He huffs and begins talking excitedly “That terrible mother of yours did a horrible job of raising you. You’re a legend dear Davina. Once upon a time, a very long time ago, a certain prophecy was told by every warlock on the planet it said ‘The violet eyed werewolf is the ultimate weapon’ that’s you love” Warlock? Prophecy? I thought warlocks were just a myth. Fictional characters in my favorite books and tv shows or movies. The ultimate weapon? What the hell does that mean?

he said to his leader at the top-floor residence. The leader of Scarlet Star was wearing the traditional attire of Obscura. With the wooden sword in his hand, he was practicing his swordsmanship against a dummy. Hearing what his subordinate said, he thought he had misheard. Sable Emblem? Wasn't that just a small organization lurking within his sphere of influence, barely scraping by? Although they had more than three hundred members, most of them were just useless vagabonds. "They've declared war on us?" Clark Sawyer, the leader of Scarlet Star, was a middle-aged man with sinewy muscles. Putting down the wooden sword, he turned around with a playful smile. His subordinate handed him the enve

"You underestimate my powers, Scarlett. I have studied ancient and forbidden arts for centuries. You are no match for me." With a wave of his hand, Draven summoned a storm of shadows, swirling around Scarlet like a sinister tornado. But Scarlett stood her ground, her newfound strength radiating from within. She focused her mind, harnessing the energy flowing through her. Sparks of light erupted around her, dispersing the shadows that threatened to consume her. A shield of pure light formed around her, protecting her from Draven's malevolent intentions. Undeterred, Draven unleashed a barrage of dark spells, aiming to break through Scarlett's defenses. But she deftly dodged his attacks, her ag

My friends advance alongside me, ready to take on the world. "Stop." My voice rings clear and a wave moves through the room, causing everyone to look at me. Ezequiel laughs hard. "You think your puny tricks can scare me? I am a Warlock, raised on the fears of children, and bred from the ice of hell. Nothing scares me, and definitely not a girl who thinks she's special." His hands move, and a spindly black object shoots towards me, wrapping itself around my arm.

“B-but, how?” Mei laughed, amused at the look of bewildered shock on Jade’s face. “It’s a special skill I’ve had since… since…” Mei’s smile vanished. She seemed to be hesitating about something. “Since?” Jade prodded. “Well, you see,” Mei continued. “I’m sure you’ve heard about the beast gods. Well, I’m actually one of the seven stars of a beast god.” “WHAT? I can’t believe it! Which holy beast?” Mei raised an eyebrow, “Bai Hu.”

"But it's okay," Leon said, "From now on, I'll try to stay by your side so you can get to know me better." He was right. Even though we had set a wedding date, Leon and I barely knew each other. Two years ago, my father, Nicolas Wilder, had fallen seriously ill. After his recovery, he expressed concern for me and started worrying about my future. When I returned to Axolis, I brought up the topic of marriage with Tristan, but he rejected me, citing the pressures of his career and his need to focus.

The bag swayed but held. ‘Weak.’ The voice in my head wasn't mine. It was hers—my wolf, who'd finally emerged two years ago after intensive training and healing. She was magnificent and terrifying, with silver fur and eyes like molten gold. ‘Show them what we are,’ she urged. I pulled back and threw a harder punch. The bag exploded, sand and filling erupting across the gym floor. “Damn it.” I stared at the destruction. “That's the third one this month.”

Scarlet said with firm determination; her boots dipped in the desert sand of The Witmourn Raft Kingdom and a huge sea of people standing behind her waiting for her order to attack the army of Witches and Dream-Catchers ahead of them. “What if Evanora doesn’t agree to reconsider?” Emerald asked. He didn’t certainly know what was going on in his girl’s mind despite she told him that she would offer Evanora something to stop this war, but he didn’t question her judgment either. He trusted her. Scarlet whipped her head and looked straight into Emerald’s shining green orbs with fury. Her eyes turned purple indicating Ragnara taking over piercing his eyes with decision her soul already made, “Then

It's the kind of school that breaks you if you are not strong enough and from what I see, my dear mate looks like a twig that can be destroyed without even trying. Dad keeps rambling, "Scarlet is your step-sister and from henceforth she is your responsibility, which is why she will join y'all in Wolfies. Y'all are to protect her at all costs, from the wild people out there. Plus, your stepmother is a professor there. There is no reason for Scarlet not to be in the school." "Of course, father, whatever you say," I drawl sarcastically and grab my spoon to dig in. Kendrick kicks my feet beneath the table and I glare at him. "Stop being sarcastic. You promised." he hushes.

I asked the question that has been bothering my mind because ever since our meeting she doesn't cease to amuse me with her crazy words "I am the gamma of this pack and the number three in command… you are only still our Alpha's mate. You can only be our Luna when the matching ceremony has been done… so currently, one mistake from you will regret it." With this, she left as the warriors also marched along with her. What is the name of hell have I gotten myself into? I asked no one in particular. LUCAS Scarlett escaping from her pack was the last thing I expected her to do, she was a Luna that loved and cherished her pack so much.