Scarlett Caraval Novels & Stories

Let me see if Alpha Carlos or Felix will not marry me when she's dead. The chief priest told us that she would be embarking on the journey in the next two days and I also see it as a way to have a backup plan because no matter what, I want Scarlett to die in the evil forest I went back to my room and called my mother. I needed to inform her so that she could give me some advice. " Hello, Mother! Guess what?" I giggled as I couldn't wait to tell her. " What is it, my dear?" "Scarlett would be going to the Ara, the ancient forest to get the rare rose flower so that she can take it and remember the man that has slept with her."

The day of George and Olivia's mating ceremony came earlier. This time, Scarlett was fully prepared to face those people and find out her best friend. These days, she kept calling Alaina, but no reply came from her. No calls, and no text messages, which only increased her anxiety. There were times, she wanted to rush there and find out the truth, but Ulva paused her, reminding her about the mission and her boundaries. Scarlett wore a classy pastel black dress and tied her long curls into a loose bun. She matched with a pastel black stilletoes.

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

The brothers were no different from each other. " This is just perfect." Scarlett muttered to herself, covering herself with a cloak and slipping out, " I'll bring you down so hard, the only person that'll be able to help you would be me... Then, I'll take everything from you." She muttered to herself as she hurried out of the mansion. A carriage was already waiting for her outside. She stepped into the carriage, her clothes slightly soaked. The carriage driver snapped his reins and off they rode into the stormy night. It's a perfect night.

I offered. "No, it's alright, Scarlet. You can come in," Alexander said, cutting in. I watched Eva stand up at that very moment. I couldn't help but notice the strange bruise mark on her cheek, which I hadn't noticed earlier. As she walked out, she bumped into me, clearing her tears with her hand. My eyes remained fixed on her as she walked away. "Scarlet..." Alexander's voice came through, drawing my attention back. "It's nice to have you back with us, Scarlet. It's been some days now, I would say," Alexander stated.

“If Ms. Scarlet kneels to Evelyn today, she won’t argue. She won’t protest. She’ll bow, she’ll take it all silently like always, and when the pain becomes too much, she’ll walk away. Quietly. The marriage is already over. But as her husband and someone who is responsible, you should make sure her dignity doesn't face humiliation.” He straightened again, this time meeting my eyes without hesitation. “But Evelyn will see something else. She’ll see that you were willing to humiliate your wife for the sake of an ex-lover. And she’ll understand that your loyalty can be swayed. That you’ll forsake your own for someone who doesn’t belong to this Pack anymore. And Master... that will cost you far mo

Among them were two faces that made her breath hitch. Scarlet Sullivan, her half-sister, with her always-perfect platinum blonde hair, wore a blood-red gown that screamed for attention. Beside her, proudly holding her arm, was Andrew Carlton—the man who had once made Hazel’s heart flutter during their university days, before he ultimately chose Scarlet and the Sullivan family wealth.

Eve understood Scarlett’s message perfectly and strategically left the café along with Scarlett without any fuss. After getting in the car, Scarlett was still immersed in the shock that so many people had recognized her. “Honestly, I think you look more beautiful in person. So no wonder they’re so amazed and impressed. Count me your captive!” Eve winked at Scarlett. “By the way, Porsche Cayenne and the rare white! You're a super-rich, girl.” Eve recognized the luxurious car at first sight of it. Scarlett smiled and touched her nose. She felt self-conscious. She didn’t explain anything. The more she said, the more risk there was that she would disclose her secret relationship with Francis. Th

I’m sure I have seen the vehicle before lingering near my work, but I can’t be sure as black cars with tinted windows are standard around here. I arrived at Scarlett’s and took a few breaths before knocking. The front door opened, and the beautiful red-headed Scarlett was just looking out at me, walking towards the door. She smiled at me, then I saw the colour drain from her face, so I turned to look behind me, and there was the black car that was driving up my arse earlier. As I looked at it, it sped away. Why was it here, and why did Scarlett look miffed when she saw it? “Hi,” I said, trying to get her attention, “You alright?” I smiled.