Scarlett Beauregarde Novels & Stories

she added. “No problem hope you enjoy the rest of your day,” I smiled brightly, the way a kid in a sweetie shop does, “Hopefully, see you again soon,” I added as I just stood and stared. Scarlett laughed as she put her bag on. “Well, I need to go, bye” she smiled and walked away through the bookshop and out the door. “Nate tells me she isn’t one of the prettiest ladies you have ever seen,” I said as I smiled from ear to ear.

Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation. Scarlet wasn’t Arabelle. Once reborn, she took on a new life and identity, her memories erased completely. I was aware of how much effort I needed to get her to fall for me, and I was mistaken that my genuineness would touch her deep inside. Yet, I was so wrong.

She was swimming toward him now and B couldn’t figure out if he should be apologetic or put up his best macho facade. “I’m so so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you,” he repeated over and over as she approached. He met her at the edge of the boat, where she hoisted her dripping body up onto the deck and started dripping bright red blood on his white boat deck. She definitely didn’t have a case of butter face. Thank you, Zac Brown Band, thank you. Now if he could just manage to bandage her up and win her over, maybe he had a chance with this pleasant discovery of his.

"Scarlett—prove your loyalty to me. I won’t tolerate traitors by my side, and I won’t hesitate to kill you if you turn against me. Don’t follow Amore’s example!" "Yes, sir." Scarlett left at once. She had once been Amore’s right hand and remained loyal to her former leader—but now she was caught between her loyalty and her job, which was the only way she could support her mother. As soon as she got in her car, she pulled out her phone and made a call. "Hello… yes, gather everyone at the hideout immediately. I have important news to share. I’m on my way now." Scarlett drove quickly to her house, changed clothes, and rode her black motorcycle—the vehicle she used for covert movements. In the A

This wasn't a civilized gala; it was a feast of predators, a celebration of a King who had returned from the dead. Scarlett stood before the heavy oak mirror in her chambers, her fingers trembling as she adjusted the silk of her dress. It was a deep, midnight blue—the color of the sky just before a storm—and it hugged her curves in a way that felt like a challenge. She had used her Eastern arts to weave a subtle protection-seal into the hem, but she knew that tonight, her greatest shield wouldn't be magic. It would be the man waiting outside her door. A heavy knock echoed, and Caleb stepped inside.

"Confused? Well I guess this will clear everything." Taking out a handkerchief from her pocket, she closes her eyes to remove the make up from her face. Making the lines of her scar to become visible. The press zooms in the cameras and gasp leaves everyone's lips.Their eyes almost coming out of their sockets. "This is my true self. This is who Vivian Lockwood is." There is silence for few minutes to only have the talks to begin. Is that a scar? It looks so ugly When did she got it?

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!"

A new scene appeared. A hotel room. Scarlett and Sadie stood facing each other. Sadie's eyes widened in horror. That's impossible. Five years ago- She had destroyed all the surveillance footage. So how- On the screen- Scarlett, dressed in a white wedding gown, looked confused. "Why did you ask me to come here?" Sadie crossed her arms, a smug smile spreading across her face. "You're my sister. It's your big day-I'm here to give you a gift."

For a split moment, she saw Tabitha, helpless, her lifeless body battered and broken. She wouldn't lose Bevvy too. She pushed her hand into the pocket of her dress and withdrew the dagger that had been hidden inside. With a feral scream, she leaped and landed on the back of the rogue. It started to struggle, trying to push her off. In the process, it released Bevvy. Scarlett held on tight, grabbed a fistful of the black fur and lifted the dagger. She brought it down with all the strength in her arm, plunging it into the head of the rogue.

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".