Scarlett Novels & Stories

'Scar? 'I NEED YOU ASAP!' 'SOS' 'CODE RED' 'Scarlet?' 'Scaaaaaaaaaarrrrlleeeeetttt' 'Bitch do you not see this?' 'You blind?' 'SCARLET! I am in danger there are people out here trying to kill me aaaaaaaahhh so exciting! Isn't it?' 'I need you with me' 'Come on, we'll fight them together 'Scarlet?' 'SCARLET' 'you bitch, are gonna come when I'm dead!!!!!'

I brought back from my thoughts by Shannon sobbing again and saying something about Scarlett's favourite place! I squinted my eyes to see what omer has in his hands and I recognised the scarf which omer is clutching tightly in his hands and his eyes are blazing with fire and at this moment my worry for my princess's safety vanished because omer will be her superhero and I know he will protect my princess it's not like my Scarlett is weak or need someones' help but every princess need her prince and omer is her prince. The scarf which is in omer's hand is Scarlett's, it's a gift from Shannon when s

Scarlett didn’t like taking orders from anyone. “She’s a RHEA and her name is Sunu. And no, Captain Luca. I will go get my swords and my pack, and I’m going to sleep here tonight,” she said, and turned around, leaving the tent. As she briskly headed towards the village, she could hear him roaring with laughter.

- 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

“You’ve made Ryan blush, you dirty slut!” Sandra smiles at you, then thankfully changes the subject to put you out of your misery. “So Ryan, which famous person would you choose?” You think about it for a moment. “Uh, I dunno… maybe Scar Son?” “Good choice!” says Laura. “Yeah, good choice,” agrees Sandra. “You know, I think I’d probably turn lesbian for Scar Son. How about you, Laura?” Laura shrugs. “Maybe. I bet she eats pussy like a pro.”

she spat, her anguish twisting into resentment. Before I could respond, she lunged at me, her hands gripping my hair, pulling me into a whirlwind of chaos. Nurses rushed to intervene, attempting to pry her away as the room echoed with the harsh sounds of grief and rage. Through the blur of tears and pain, I felt the weight of her accusations and the sting of her physical blows. In the midst of mourning, I found myself burdened with an accusation that cut deeper than any words. ***

Scarlett was standing right in front of the bathtub, which was filled with milk and roses. As she felt Simon's hand around her, a smile formed on her lips. He kissed her neck, paused, and zipped down her gown. As the gown fell to the ground, he could see her beautiful body. He was tempted, but he tried to stay focused. Scarlett O'Hara will be crowned Luna in front of the entire pack in a few hours. After the coronation, he could make love to her again.

I was upset because she was rhyming with my Scarlette. Scarlette chuckled. "It's pure coincidence, Sapp, so relax. And, I wear it better," she wears everything better. From her beautiful dark skin to her vibrant red hair, she always looks great. The girl, on the other hand, didn't. She was a redhead too but her hair was ginger and her eyes were hazel brown. She had golden tan skin and she just happened to tie her hair up into a messy bun just like Scarlette. Yeah right. Coincident my ass.

Scarlett My room is an archaic wonder, and there’s a doe-eyed maid hovering over me with interest. She stabs a needle into my thumb, and she hums with excitement when blood wells under the skin. “I’m only a few centuries old. Not old enough to have been alive when humans graced these lands. You’re the first I’ve seen.” Her eyes seem to grow bigger and bigger with each word. “You bleed red! I suppose that answers my questions on your monthly cycle too! I can’t believe there are beings who bleed red! How colorful!”

ALEXANDER I was just arriving when I saw her, the only reason why I came here with the excuse of doing a master's degree, Isabella Alarcon looking as beautiful as anyone I had ever seen before, somewhat cold and even she looked innocent and fragile, she looked like a fucking angel, something unreachable, who could say that under that angelic appearance was a rotten soul? If I didn't know her past I would be fooled by her beauty, I would want to take her and protect her from this cruel world, but instead I know her so much that I will definitely not be her protector but I am of the person who wants to harm her, who wants to destroy her. But the moment we crossed glances even though I just wan