Scarlet Winters Novels & Stories

Dex and Elian regarded the newcomers coldly. Especially their leader, who was a tall, broad-shouldered man with a thick ginger beard and fiery red hair tied back in a knot. A nasty scar ran through his left eyebrow, giving him a permanently pissed-off look. Dex’s hand hovered near his holster, and Elian’s finger was already itching on the trigger. He was still hoping to get more kills anyways. “You took something that belongs to us. Where is it?” The leader asked, his deep and loud voice ringing through the warehouse.

I hope that we can get by all the stuff that has happened, and she will not hold it against me for disappearing. Scarlett got up and went to the bathroom to tidy herself up. I chucked on a pair of shorts and went into the kitchen to wash my hands and get a drink of water. I could hear small branches snapping outside. There must be a deer wandering around close again to the cabin as the branches snapping sounds like it is right outside my front door.

One day she decided to go on earth to take a look of what does it look like , and though Selene didn't want her babygirl to leave her , she knew that it was Scarlet’s destiny to go through it and that too without her support and so she allowed her to go . After a year of roaming around aimlessly all around the world Scarlet reached Rome . As soon as she entered the place she felt as if a string tied to her heart was pulling her to a specific direction. She trusted her gut feelings and followed it where ever it took her . Soon she bumped into a chest and felt two arms circle themselves around her and sparks were felt between the two and soon they were joined by two more males. The pull and th

The room was almost similar to Tanya's spell room. There were candles, glass vials with different liquids, and books on the shelves. Scarlet moved around the room frantically, she took a glass bottle containing a white substance. It was like salt and she poured it on the floor making a circle around Vincent. She scattered everywhere looking for something. Cyrus appeared in the room, seeing Scarlet moving around scattering the books on the shelf. " What are you doing?" he asked her but she avoided his question, then she picked a book from the pile she had thrown on the floor.

The brunette had the urge to scream her feelings out, but it would be mortifying if someone would actually hear her. Annabelle looked around, searching for something to hide herself. She saw a pile of large rocks at a distance, so she headed towards it, running. The woman gasped for air when she reached the destination. She placed herself on the broader part of it and turned over. Facing the sunrise, she noted the sky was painted with gradient hues of orange and blue. It was breathtaking adding up the sorrows she was feeling, and with that she gathered all

Director Holt calls. The next guy steps forward. He’s not as tall as Torin, but still a solid six foot—average for a wolf. More compact though, all coiled power. I'd say Gamma blood from his build and aura. His dark hair is cropped close at the sides and longer on top, styled just enough to look like he doesn’t care. Thick brows, sharp grey eyes, and a scar that slices through one of them. Wolves don’t scar easily. Either that happened before his first shift or it was made with silver. “Age, Cadet Mercer?” Nurse Rachel asks as she begins her routine.

She pushed him away and adjusted her coat, an icy calmness settling over her. "I accept your challenge," she said, her voice low and dangerous. "I will prove to you that I am more than just a pretty face." Romero raised an eyebrow, surprise flickering across his features. "Very well," he said. "You have a week to show me what you're made of. Fail to impress me and you're out." Scarlett nodded curtly and turned on her heel, striding out of the room with purpose. "I hope you enjoy this hell of ours Scarlett…. Cause your world is about to be flipped upside down!" He raised his voice behind her as her figure vanished into the darkness of the night. "Welcome back to hell once again." He whispered

I was hanging by a thread by this point. All I could see was blood. My dress was even more torn. I was bleeding from different parts of my body. I struggled to stand from the loss of blood. Lucas laughed at the sight in front of him. I could hear genuine happiness from the way he sounded and soon enough, Mia's laugh joined in. She had also come to watch my demise. The wolves were vicious, angry and I was the perfect prey for them. They rounded me again and one of them lunged for me and I dodged it but another one jumped on me from behind and its teeth sunk into my arm.

“Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!” I compromised to quell her anger. I valued her career, but she resigned so that she could take care of Charles and Caleb better. Besides, she used the money I had saved for retirement for Caleb’s wedding. My leg hurt terribly during that winter, but I was too poor to see a doctor. Moreover, the temperature at home was freezing. It made me shiver. I tried calling Layla for money, but she hung up on me repeatedly. I could not hold on since I was old. In the end, I froze to death.

The air thickened, firelight dancing on her blood-stained bandages, as Winter’s gaze locked onto her. Scarlett crossed the threshold into Winter’s chamber, her eyes, red-rimmed and glistening from tears, burned with a quiet, unyielding determination. Winter turned from the balcony, his scarred face darkening, storm-gray eyes narrowing in recognition as his gaze raked over her. His open robe hung loosely, baring a shirtless torso of chiseled abs, a broad, sculpted chest, and toned muscles that gleamed in the flickering glow, his pants riding low on his hips.