Scarlett Johansson Ethnicity Novels & Stories

As soon as I was safely out of sight, I peered my head around the tree and continued to watch them. Serena looked stunning. She was a uniquely beautiful woman, half Brazilian and half Japanese; her father was a Japanese businessman who had worked in Brazil and met her mother before coming to the states. It was a combination of ethnicities I'd never encountered in anyone other than her. Like most Asian women, she was short, had a dark complexion and long, straight black hair, but her face looked more Brazilian than Japanese. She had a strikingly pretty face, with sharp features and piercing eyes, and she had a wonderfully curvy body, large hips and breasts, which she liked to show off with yo

I smiled. "You're an asshole," she laughed as she put her hands on her knees, and dried her eyes. "Still, though, you did look good in that blue... Kind of hot. I mean even the Avengers needed Black Scarlet... Eye candy, ya know. Looks good but not strong enough to have her own movie." She looked at me not understanding the joke. "Black Widow? Actress, Scarlet Johansson? Doesn't matter. You know what I mean." I gently stroked her ponytail as she gathered herself.

There was no warmth, no depth, just a carefully painted face hiding God-knows-what underneath. So this was Juno’s type? Women who were all packaging and no soul? I glanced at Rome and saw the same disgust in his expression that I felt brewing in my gut. Alyssa and Scarlet… they shared a bloodline, but that’s where it ended. Scarlet had the fire of realness. A beauty that didn’t need makeup or designer dresses. Her eyes didn’t just look at you, they stripped you bare. And her voice, that damn voice, could tear you apart or make you melt.

She moved in close, so her head was right next to his and their cheeks touching. "Oh look at you, Jules." She said, softly, looking at the mirror in front of them. "What's your ethnicity?" "My dad is Norwegian and my mom's Kenyan." She breathed. "You're absolutely beautiful. I'm so happy I remembered to bring my camera. You are art." He looked forward as well. Sparing his reflection a quick glance - noting his green eyebrows, vermillion tinted cheeks and the iridescent glow on his jawline. Before drawing his gaze back to her.

She had some papers in her hand and was dressed like she was going to a business meeting but in reality, she was probably going to her father's study. Aurora was born mixed race, with her mother fully Indian and her father black. She was blessed with their nice brown skin, her mother's button nose, and dad's eyes, and the best of all the combination of hair that made up her perfectly curly mane. She had jet black hair that went down to the middle of her back and the curls on her head were as wide as her thumb. She loved her hair the most and always made sure that it was looking the absolute best. "Alright. I need you two to pause on being cute for a second and come to Anthony's office okay,"

He knew Jagger wouldn't drop his search so measly, he's been looking for 5 centuries and almost 2 decades for Aurora's daughter. Scarlett is the only living Omega Vampire on Earth. The deemed Chosen One. The rarest Dark Mythic hybrid born with a blood type served for only someone as devious as the Vampire King himself. Doomed to be his blood-driven bride. With blood so incredibly insatiable it would be to die for. Other than just as delicious as the finest wine, the blood of the Crimson Bride also held qualities that ensured that whoever drank her blood would obtain power hitherto undreamt of.

I nod my head again. “I told her who I was, and of course, she didn’t believe me at first. She’s beautiful, Dad.” I smile. “She is the image of Sarina, from the colour of her hair to the colour of her eyes. She’s short for a shifter,” I chuckle. “Jenna didn’t believe what I was saying because she didn’t look like me. By that, I mean she doesn’t look Korean or even close to it. But she does have slight almond-shaped eyes, though I understand now why she looks more like her mother.”

“Friends don’t hug each other intimately. Besides, I saw the woman around the office, and I could see why Aria's acting like that. She’s drop-dead gorgeous.” “Wait,” he held out his hand. “Can you describe her looks to me?” “Umm,” Adriel tried her best to recall the woman she saw a while ago. “Blonde curly hair. Blue eyes. She looks like a country girl—but a very preppy country girl. She also seems to be fond of the color red.” “Shit,” Zeth cursed. “Is it possibly...Scarlett?” he muttered under his breath. “Scarlett?” Adriel asked. “You know her?”

"You brought someone with you? Ari?" Ariana sighed. "Yes. She's a friend. We went to Alaska together" Anna kept staring at Jasmine suspiciously. There was something about her that made Anna want to stare at her. Her face looked so familiar. And why is her hair white? Instead of the usual black or brown or blonde?. She decided to ask Ariana. "Her hair?" Ariana smiled. "She is a hybrid. Werewolf-witch hybrid" Anna furrowed her brows. "That still doesn't explain her hair color. Is this her hair color?"

"Yea,she's something like Latino or Hispanic and her mom is like Mexican I believe" "Yea,I can tell that she's Latino" "Because how crazy she is?" Jacob nods. "What about you?" "What about me?" "What's your nationality? I can see a little bit of Hispanic in you" "I'm Native American,I got it from my dad but my mom is black" "Really?" Jacob asked Sophia nodded. "I mostly look like my dad" "Nice,Native American.Now I see why you're so hard" Sophia laughed. "Yea,I'll never let my gaurd down.I must protect myself from harm's way"