Scarlet Winters Novels & Stories

I stood there like I was ordered and waited till I was allowed inside. The tension in my body could be felt by anyone around. I looked around to see if I could catch a glimpse of Cade. He assured me that he was going to talk to his mother; it didn't look like he did. He was just like every man—promises and no action to show it. The door opened, and I made to go in. I stopped in my tracks. The lady, before stepping out, looked at me and then scoffed. “Hello ma'am, I couldn't greet you earlier. I'm Scarlett, Cade's fiancee and soon-to-be wife.” I said it innocently, hoping to get better treatment from her. I regretted saying anything immediately.

How do you go four ounds without tiring out? Even I, am surprised I’m still breathing well after all the energy expended. My wolf spake, “Sex-hungry, bastard.” I allowed him do his wish and he grinned in delight. After a minutes, he was done and laid back to hear me out. “Now what is it you want to know?” He asked as he pant heavily. “Your scar. How dod you get it?” I asked again. “Quite an adventure, you see,” he started. “But contrary to what you might think, it isn't from battle or any fight. I got this from a woman,” he laughed.

“You can tell yourself that all you want, Zane. But Scarlett deserves more than your words. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll see that.” Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing outside the chamber, my anger fueling within me. ***** Scarlett’s POV The darkness was thick, suffocating, pulling me down into its deepest corner. It was cold, endless, and all-consuming, wrapping around me like a blanket. I could feel it pressing against me, invading every corner of my mind, whispering promises of power and vengeance in voices I didn’t recognize. I wanted to wake up, to pull myself out of this nightmare. But something held me back, a force deeper and darker than an

"You see, my dear, I've been looking for a way to rescue my brothers from the underworld for centuries. And you, with your... special abilities, are the key to making that a reality." Scarlett's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?” I grinned, my fangs shimmering in the low light. "Come on, Scarlett. Don’t act innocent. You know what I mean. The prophecy. The ritual. The sacrifice." Scarlett's complexion drained, and for a brief moment, I thought she might collapse. But then, a fierce resolve ignited in her eyes, and she lunged at me. "You won't get away with this," she shouted, her fists swinging.

I was just a wolf-less twenty-five-year-old outcast, who is a cuu outward and whose life seemed to have no sense of direction. Then the radio suddenly crackled, distracting me from my thoughts. The next thing I heard almost made me slam my legs against the brakes in shock. “Scarlet Tanner has been declared wanted by the Alpha of Twilight Zone. She reportedly fled earlier this morning, stealing a large sum of money entrusted to her mother by the Pack and taking her family’s Porsche.” A beat of silence followed before the announcer’s voice lowered unfavorably. “A generous reward will be offered to anyone who finds her—alive or dead.”

She could see that his wolf was near the surface, in conflict with what was going on. "Why did you do that?'' She asked. ''Because... you... I don't know,'' Horatio admitted before turning away and wiping his mouth. ''I should go. I told Miley that we could visit the town,'' Scarlet said before walking away. ** "This is nice, really nice, pleasant town, nice people, just simply nice,'' Miley said. Scarlet nodded, taking a bite out of her apple. "You sure do like apples,'' Miley smile. Scarlet nodded again. "I am the evil witch, after all, have to live up to the stereotype.''

Scarlet answers, her facial expression turning deeply gloomy as her hands set down a silver platter of roasted elk. My alpha core catches a slight moment of surprise at her data file. "Does your heart desire to book an expensive luxury winter holiday package somewhere across the frozen mountain lines instead, then?" Mrs. Scarlet shakes her head from side to side real fast, adjusting her kitchen apron. "Refrain from worrying about my schedule setup, Master Ada. My internal wolf tracks as quite content and completely satisfied just staying right here inside the walls of this pack mansion." My tongue does not continue to pester her territory with further options.

Mrs Williams asked worriedly. " Nothing Mrs Williams. I want to show you something and please look carefully and tell me". I showed her the scarf which I got from the edge of the bridge. " Is this Scarlett's scarf Mrs. Williams?". " oh my good, my baby". Mrs williams started crying and it means this scarf is scarlett's. " omer! Yes this is scarlett's scarf and there will be initials at the end of the scarf "SR". It is a gift from Shannon to Scarlett when she left for New york".

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.