Scarlet Winters Novels & Stories

All of a sudden she grabbed my hand and exclaimed loudly "Look there !!!Between the stars I see Elsa . She is creating snowflakes from her magic. " I looked at where she was pointing and saw nothing . She was so drunk that she was seeing things. Scarlet had heard and watched stories of some animated and other movies which prevailed, during our ancestors time and she loved them. I guess the Elsa girl she spoke about might be one of the many old animated movies that she loved . Ignoring her i closed my eyes and enjoyed the cold wind nipping at my skin in a gentle caress. My state of peace was interrupted by a frantic Scarlet's voice. I looked at her and saw that she was covering her face

Then it hit him and a smirk plastered on his face, “Oh right. We definitely have to go mow. “I can’t wait to officially have you, Mrs. Hudson.” I chuckled, feeling butterflies in my stomach. This is really it. I can’t wait to be on more adventures with my husband, Eion. It was all worth it. And I’m proud to say that I am Snow caught in his Winter Heart. **

Too late. She didn't even have a chance to try. My bigger man, the one with the scarred knuckles, caught her wrist and yanked her around. She emitted a raw, despairing scream that tore at the night. I watched her struggle and fight, her body in a bewildered twist of resistance, but it mattered not. The second man, stronger and more agile, pushed a rag against her face. The pungent, chemical smell of chloroform would've hit her immediately, overwhelming her senses. Her struggles ceased, her screams turned to weak gasps. I smiled, my grin unabated, as her legs buckled out from under her and she leaned into their arms.

I have no idea if I meant that because I don’t know what is waiting for me. The SUV roared to life before coming to a stop in front of a massive barrier. Moonveil Academy waited on the outskirts of the northern regions, an institution for elite wolves that controlled through strength, cunning, and influence. Those who survived thrived, while those who failed disappeared. The ride was long and quiet. Every mile took me further away from Aria Vale and deeper into Arian Vale, the boy molded from betrayal and anger.

Whispering that Scarlet was mine. Even if I’d pushed her away. “Just do it, Jasper,” I snapped, turning back to my whiskey. Scarlet’s POV The next morning, I was discharged from the hospital. My body was still weak, but healing. Lady Rosa met me at the door, her face cold. “You’re back to work, Scarlet. No more fainting spells, or you’ll regret it.” I nodded, swallowing my anger. What was the point? I was still a slave. Still at the mercy of this pack.

All I needed to do now was plan and ensure that I silenced him for good this time. I started my car engine and drove off, leaving the warehouse behind. By the time I returned to the mansion, the sun had already set, casting its warmth upon the earth as night took over. As I got in my room, I saw Scarlet sitting on the edge of the bed with her body illuminated by the light coming from the bedside lamp.

“Stacey, we need to go.” “Are you kidding?” she whispered, clutching my arm. “I need a moment to process what just happened. He was even hotter than I imagined, and that woman with him? Who is she, Tarini? And why do you get all the luck? First, you’re on a date with Mr Dr Good-on-Paper Aryan, and then Professor Valerian himself swoops in to save you?” Well her madness is the result of the woman with Valerian. “It’s not luck,” I muttered, trying to brush off her questions. “And he’s just…our professor. I need that recommendation, Stacey. This isn’t a romantic comedy.”

He had explained nonchalantly, "She's just an intern from work. She knows nothing about the world and is always curious. So I'd show her around." I didn't argue, nor did I question him. I simply nodded. "Okay." The young woman, unbothered, held onto his arm with a bright, sweet smile. There was a glint of challenge in her eyes. "You must be Esther Wilder. Tristan's told me about you." She was glowing. It was clear that Tristan was doting on her. Later, I looked her up. Her name was Chloe Murray. She was 21 years old, with a beautiful face and an outgoing personality.

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.

Once again, I saw Miranda standing outside the hospital room. She was wearing a pair of sunglasses and stormed toward me with a fiery expression. Miranda raised her hand high, ready to slap me across the face. But before her hand could make contact, I grabbed her wrist tightly. Miranda was clearly taken aback by my resistance, and her face twisted in frustration. "It's all your fault, you filthy woman! You've ruined Ryan!" I shot back coldly, "Why don't you go ask Ryan how he ended up like this?"