Scarlet Winters Novels & Stories

Everything is spotless, polished, and so grand, it almost felt unreal… way too luxurious for someone like me. Inside the restroom, I passed a mirror—and froze. Did I just see a ghost? I stepped back and looked again. "Arrrrgh!" I screamed. "Who is this? Why am I in a stranger’s body?!" I stumbled backward, heart pounding. Then I looked again, this time slowly, closely. My heart skipped. “Wait… I know this face.” “No… no, this can’t be real.” “This is Elena Scarlet.” I held my hair, my fingers shaking.

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

Even my teacher, Mary Doyle, once phoned her in front of me. My mom laughed smugly and said, "Ms. Doyle, Sienna's father and I are divorced now. I'm not her mother anymore! From now on, whether she has a heart attack or gets into trouble, please don't call me anymore. By the way, my daughter is Laura. She's so much better than that ungrateful Sienna..." She thought those words would make me sad. However, I simply grabbed Mary's phone and said coldly, "Ms. Greene, Laura broke the smartwatch Ms. Brooks bought me. It's worth 3000 dollars. Please pay me back immediately!"

"Do you wanna give it a try? I heard you are so crazy about the journey. What is it about? Do you have a mission as well?" "It's none of your fucking business!" Zeke's wolf growled within him, and Winter's eyes widened at the sound of it. "Oh wow. Your wolf must be angry with me as well, but I bet he's a darling. What's your wolf called?" "What the hell am I doing for your father?" Zeke countered, glaring at her with obvious hate in his eyes. Winter glared back at him, smiling. She finally found someone perfect for the job. ************************* Scarlett sat there on the floor in Kellan's room, her hands over her mouth as she stared at the neck chain on the floor. She shivered from the s

Now, she was acting like a mad female, wanting to claw her way out of her as if she wanted to avenge a dead family member. ‘What the hell is going on, Scarlet?! Why are you acting like a mated female, wanting to kill anyone that comes close to our pups?’ Samantha asked as she was breathing hard. Scarlet refused to answer her question but she did calm down after Samantha took a whiff of a new scent that was penetrating the packhouse. The scent carried the endless night of passion and seduction. She fell to the floor, holding her chest as if Samantha had been struck by lightning inside her. She looked around, trying to decipher if anyone who might be showing up in the dining hall could be carr

“Inside. You won’t believe what she’s doing.” My blood boiled. Scarlet—entertaining other men. I stormed down the hall, kicking the door open. The scene that greeted me stopped me cold. Scarlet stood in the middle of the room, surrounded by male werewolves, her shirt half-off, her eyes vacant. But it wasn’t a terrified look—it was like she’d just… given up. She wasn’t screaming, wasn’t fighting—just letting them undress her. Is this what she wants? Is this the real Scarlet?

"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?"

“I am familiar with the concept.” He led her to the center of the chamber where a great, grey pelt of a winter wolf was spread before the hearth. No fire burned there; his magic kept the room in a state of perpetual freeze. “Lie down.” It was not a request. Scarlet held his gaze for a long moment, the air crackling with the unspoken power struggle, before she lowered herself to the fur. The contrast was immediate. The faint, residual heat of her body began to melt a microscopic layer of frost on the pelt’s surface.

I just watched in horror as Scarlet removed the dagger from her shoulder wiping the blood on the dagger, on her shorts. Bones began breaking and soon Skylar was replaced by a big brown Wolf. I looked at scarlet's mom who had pride in her eyes. " You've got this Scarlet you can't let her beat you.." she yelled while I just stood there helplessly tears spilling out. Scarlet was busy cleaning the blood off the dagger not even looking at her opponent who was running at her full speed baring her teeth

Diverging her mind from those painful memories to replace them with these new ones. Pulling back from her, he sees her head tilted to a side. Not willing to show him her face. Yet that Scar, it was visible now. The evidence of his lost child, authentic now. And that's when he looks up at the moon through the window ,remembering Sophie last words making a tear to roll down his eyes. Let your heart guide you to your only light.. Yet, if still the darkness of her eyes veils the truth of light. Remember Scars will always get visible, when all lights are off.