Scarlett And Julian Novels & Stories

Scarlett pov The sky had already started to dim when I woke, the light outside tinted with gold and bruised blue. I barely remembered falling asleep—only Lucian’s voice, steady and warm, and the weight of safety pulling me under. Now I stood in his kitchen, brushing sleep from my eyes, when he walked in with a strange look on his face. “You’re up,” he said. “Yeah,” I murmured, stretching my arms. “I needed it.” He nodded slowly. “You should probably change. I was going to take you to the estate. Thought we’d see what kind of storm your return stirred up.”

Everyone in South City knew that Stella Wallace and Julian Quinn were famous for never getting along. As Julian’s fiancee in name only, Stella had laid out three rules. He was not allowed to go street racing. He was not allowed to stay out all night. Above all, he was not allowed to go see his crush, Yara Xenford. Julian deliberately went against her. He would either race along every inch of South City’s mountain roads or spend the entire night drinking at a private club until he could barely stand. On Stella’s birthday, he even purposely kissed Yara under a sky full of fireworks. He made a complete fool of Stella in front of everyone. Everyone was waiting for the drama to begin. They

- 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

Rather, she saw something that broke her heart. As she entered Elias’ room, blushing, she saw Beatrice lying naked on his bed. A gasp of shock escaped her mouth, and she moved backwards, staring at Beatrice in disbelief. “Told you.” Beatrice said, and giggled. Scarlet turned to the exit and ran out of Elias’ room, and out of the Lycans’ borders without stop, until she got to her home. Fortunately for her, Sylvia was asleep, and Carla was in the sitting room, watching a few TV shows. Carla was baffled when she saw tears, strolling down Scarlet’s eyes.

Mrs Atlas, an elderly, beautiful, and vibrant lady, was preparing for the night when the maid, Gracia rushed into the living room; her eyes widened with so much horror. " Ma'am... Jully is outside... Crying " At these words, Salina chuckled. " You must be mistaken. My daughter is obviously with her husband. It's late. Why will she even be here? " Her question didn't last for minutes before the door opened, and Julian walked into the living room with her traveller's and duffel bags as well.

Logan's POV I stood frozen, my mind spinning as I tried to make sense of what I was seeing. Ruby and Julian? Together? What was happening between them? First, Julian had shown up at Sophie’s birthday party with Ruby. That alone had stirred something in me, questions I couldn’t shake off. And now, here they were again, together in her office, like there was some kind of secret they were keeping. I couldn’t piece it together, no matter how hard I tried. The answers felt just out of reach, slipping through my fingers like water.

"Zara was found on the south road, sedated. She is stable." "And Luca?" she asked. "Still here," I said. "He has been making different choices." Silence on her end….Processing. "There is something else," I said. "Something I should tell you before you decide." "Say it," "Scarlett is now my mate," I released the bombshell. "Properly and formally. The bond is real and permanent." The line went quiet. The silence from her end was not a result of a network connection, but the silence that comes when one has just received a message and is waiting for a moment inside it.

Adrian drank, swallowed pills, and kept surviving because dying had apparently decided not to do him the favor yet. The dream lingered anyway. In it, Scarlett had held him. Not with pity. Not even with forgiveness. Just with warmth. It felt more real than most of his waking life. But reality had kept moving without him. Three years earlier, one of his overseas contacts had quietly confirmed what Adrian had already begun to fear: Scarlett had married. She had kept the name Stephanie Vale, moved to London with her husband, and built exactly the kind of life that had no place for Adrian DeLuca in it.

​The impact launched Garrett bodily across the room, his frame shattering a stack of ancient server housings before he collapsed onto the wet concrete floor, coughing up dark blood as his breath left him in a ragged, pathetic wheeze. ​Julian didn't look down at the broken villain. He stepped directly over him, his large, scarred hand sliding firmly behind Vivian’s neck, pulling her forehead against his with an unyielding, territorial warmth that provided a flawless shield against the ambient chaos of the room. ​"Fix it, Vance," Julian growled softly, his deep voice vibrating against her skin with absolute, unwavering trust. "I'll keep the rat from breathing."

Scarlet I knew I was going to regret staying in a house filled with men. What was I thinking when I decided to stay? Haven't I heard stories of women being murdered or worse, assaulted and then murdered, even by their closest friends? Why did I think it would be better with strangers? Wait! Did someone find out the real reason why I was there? Was I getting killed in my sleep? “You were having a nightmare,” My heart finally stopped beating so fast when I heard his voice. It was Roman.