Scarlet Widow Novels & Stories

My head began to ache as the memories of Aiden’s cold gaze towards me came rushing down on me, the cold look in his gaze like he doesn't know me. I continued crying, then I heard footsteps coming from inside the pack house to the room. THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V "It is done" the young woman who wore a cloak over her head to hide her identity said. "Thank you" the other woman smiled, at last she has gotten what she wanted and has been waiting for. They parted ways and the woman made sure no one was watching then returned back to her pack. A mischievous smile graced her lips as she walked to the pack house in search of the future Alpha.

- 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

Her fingers lift to my chin, tilting my face slightly like I’m something she’s inspecting. I stiffen instantly. “Look at you,” she murmurs softly. “All grown… and scheming. Doing things your own way,chasing your dreams” My jaw tightens under her touch. “Get to the point, Chloe,” I say coldly. She hums, ignoring my tone. “Alright then… brother.” Her gaze sharpens.“I’m here to ask about the little widow.” “And what about her?” I ask, my voice edged. She exhales slowly. “She really is his old lady. The lawyer confirmed it a few days ago—we can’t touch anything unless she allows it, I still can't believe Warrick did that to us.”

"Haven't you been paying attention in classes?" I wasn't even allowed to attend classes. After I got to the Redwood pack and was moved to the basement, I wasn't allowed to go to school with the other Pups. My silence seemed to answer his question. "Her name is Scarlet Locke. The first pure white witch ever seen in centuries. A prophecy was told that she would unite the Werewolves, Vampires and Witches together. But she died eighteen years," He said. My eyes widened. "During Bellum Mortis?"

My body felt like lead as I pushed myself up from the splintered floor, my knuckles raw and bloody. Nino and the guards stood ten feet back, their hands hovering near their weapons, staring at me like I was a wild animal that needed to be put down. I ignored them. My eyes frantically searched the room until they found her. Scarlett was huddled against the base of the bed. Her white silk dress was crumpled, her hair wild, her small hands shaking violently as she pressed them against her chest. Tears silently overflowed her eyes. And on her pale neck, right above the heavy diamond choker... were four red, bleeding punctures where my fangs had pressed into her flesh.

The security wasn't discreet; it was visible and absolute, a chilling declaration that the host was prepared for war but expected perfect peace. ​The Ruby Narrative: Amara worked closely with Alessia to craft the visual spectacle. The entire event was designed to focus on Amara’s transformation and the rubies. The décor was opulent but severe—deep crimson and white, mirroring the necklace. The objective was to present Amara not as a protected bride, but as the serene, powerful matriarch who had successfully secured the dynasty’s future.

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?"

The little thing in front of him was attempting to seduce him but Radyn merely assumed that she was just happy to see him. She smoothed down bits of her red-coloured hair, trying to fix the waves, that would naturally fly out if it were not for the magic of hairspray, to make herself look more presentable. It would have been a lie to say that the late mornings did not do her justice as Scarlet looked more extravagant than ever. With her lacy, crimson nightgown hugging her comfortably and her ruby irises vibrant in the light, it made sense why she was called Scarlet. She had an alluring yet devilish charm to her that the Werewolf adored.

She tried to get a closer look at the woman that he was getting married to and when she did , she felt her legs go weak instantly . Her husband was getting married to her maid . Scarlet felt like she would die the next moment , she couldn’t believe what she had seen and just that moment she felt like everything was coming back . She couldn’t believe that all this while , her husband's mistress had been under her and they even had kids and she even helped in taking care of the kids because of how much she loved her workers , how could telma do this to her , even after all the love she had showmen to her .

Scarlet nodded, the hands melted away, and she stood back as October and Harlow took their revenge. Scarlet smiled down at Coraline when they were done. "Honestly. Selina, Mariah, Rose, Coraline, or whatever you call yourself. I don't know how you did it. Pretending to be so many people, but killing you will feel so fucking good. Especially after how you betrayed all of us, who truly cared for you." Scarlet laughed, her true side showing. Her purple eyes burned away as purple flames took their place. Her hair was now completely on fire and a scythe appeared in her hand.