Scarlett Beauregarde Novels & Stories

Scarlett So today I'm going to meet my friend zayn for lunch, he wants a favor and I can do anything for him. Don't get me wrong cause he's my bestfriend from grade 7, I guess. Well whatever, oh sorry I didn't introduced myself I'm scarlett silvermist Williams, world's no. Hacker and software programmer, so you can say I'm kind of rich and I was born in london, I'm a britisher but lives in New York.

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.

My body felt like lead as I pushed myself up from the splintered floor, my knuckles raw and bloody. Nino and the guards stood ten feet back, their hands hovering near their weapons, staring at me like I was a wild animal that needed to be put down. I ignored them. My eyes frantically searched the room until they found her. Scarlett was huddled against the base of the bed. Her white silk dress was crumpled, her hair wild, her small hands shaking violently as she pressed them against her chest. Tears silently overflowed her eyes. And on her pale neck, right above the heavy diamond choker... were four red, bleeding punctures where my fangs had pressed into her flesh.

Adrian Scarlett's words of gratitude lingered in my mind long after I had freshened up because they came from her. Scarlett didn't easily open her heart to people, but she made it clear that she was starting to see me differently, and that was an image I was going to retain as long as Chase Denver didn't pull any tricks tonight. My head turned at the sound of footsteps descending the stairs. Scarlett appeared dressed in a deep purple cape-gown, while a Dutch braid swept over one shoulder, exposing the skin on her neck.

“You can have a lot of fun taming her. We'll start at fifty thousand for her price.” I casually looked at the slave in question, studying her. My mind jolted as I caught sight of her face. Her dark hair, her soft features. Her beautiful but strained body, the pain and exhaustion on her face. Spice? Her name was not Spice. It was Marlowe. Marlowe Sage Kunetsov. I could never forget. What the fuck was she doing here? I inhaled slowly to call my racing heart. I was not supposed to be reacting this way. She was not supposed to be drawing this kind of reaction from me. At least, not anymore.

Earl was a thorn in her side, and with it came a touch of resentment towards the rest of the Harringtons. "Oh, then wish him well." Scarlett was a little worried about her, "Serena, are you busy right now? Let's meet." Scarlett is worried because Jack and Sophie are not engaged, they are married! Once you get married, everything is basically a done deal. Serena and she agreed on a place and left right away. The first time I saw Scarlett, her eyes crossed a touch of stunning, recently Scarlett changed a stylist, go the road more and more bold, makeup is retro atmosphere, voluptuous and compelling.

she asked. Aurora was happy with Sarlet's reaction. Of the three of them, Amber, Stephen and her, only Scarlet knew Aurora. "I'm doing fine," Aurora replied. Scarlet knows him because one of the branches of Scarlet's salon was hired by Aurora's glam team for her rampage in Singapore. "Are you going to stay here for good?" Scarlet asked. Auror shrugged. "I don't know, maybe?" she said, not sure. He looked at Stephen and Amber. And when Scarlet noticed that Aurora looked at Stephen and Amber, she introduced them.

Why did their paths have to cross now of all times? Why? Just why? Kourtney shared a glance with Lilian, who looked just as stunned. Too stunned to speak! Scarlet stood tall, arrogance radiating from her. “So now that I removed my disguise and you all know who I am? Are you still going to refuse to give me that dress?” She scoffed with a proud twist of her lips...... About 5 minutes ago, Scarlet Thompson had entered the Dior boutique to select her outfit for tomorrow’s Silverstone Gala.

“Y-you bit me too hard!” Scarlett tried to use concealer to hide the love bite on her neck but to no avail. She ties her scarf tighter, hoping no one will see it. She’s dressed in a soft beige suit which complements her skin. Her silky hair is loose in soft curls and she’s wearing light makeup. Ryder can’t help but admire her delicate features. She looks radiant and elegant, clearly a class apart from everyone else. Even in that simple attire, she’ll make any man go crazy. Hector Hawkins really is an idiot, Ryder thinks.

Scarlett said, letting out a giggle. It was hard to believe that just a day ago she had been fighting the Hova again, and that she had somehow mysteriously killed a few in an inexplicable phenomenon. Right now she was simply Scarlett, the young girl from Karai who still found it very amusing that people from the outside thought nakedness was embarrassing. Voty was just her friend, not her fighting partner with whom she'd most likely have to rescue the other girls. Her brief mirth was swept away by the memory of Mimbi. Now that she had gotten to know Voty better, she had begun to care for her. But Mimbi was her everything, and being around Voty exacerbated the longing she felt to see her frie