Scarlett Rossi Novels & Stories

I gave them a hug as I watched everyone working around me to free the victims in this affair. "HEY!" I heard someone shout and make us all go silent. We looked around to find who was yelling. I heard Mia gasp in excitement and run past us towards the entrance to the north side. I followed her body and saw the rest of Scarlet walking in with Blacktail Growlers not far behind them. "Look at who I found," I heard Alpha Mabel tell us. I recognized her only from her authoritve voice. The rumors were true about her. She was a female alpha.

Scarlett screamed and fell heavily to the floor. Blood instantly pooled beneath her, staining the marble floor red. "My baby... my baby..." She trembled, reaching to protect her stomach, but it was too late. The hall fell into a deathly silence. Rocco stared at the pool of blood, not with remorse, but with a new fire in his eyes as he turned to me. "Alessia! Do you see? I've cleaned house!" "Come back to me! You're the only one. My only true wife."

I murmured, pulling back. “This is Scarlett,” she said, gesturing towards the hazel-eyed woman. “The last female survivor of the Obsidian Claw pack. She is the one who will perform the ritual to break the curse.” I finally stared at her—really stared at her—and Goddess, my breath seized completely. She was so effortlessly beautiful. I knew her staying at the Forest of Evil meant no constant bath, no skincare products or routine, and definitely no body-nourishing meals, but her skin glowed better than mine. Her hair was long and tangled.

Scarlett stood up and left her empty wine glass on the coffee table. “Of course I'm going to be targeted and that's why I have my own team to look after me. That's why I chose Roman to be my head of security. I have always made it clear that I'm not an innocent girl. I’ve been telling you that right from the start. I have experience. I know the darker side of human beings. I've heard the screams of children being raped while I could do nothing to stop it or to help. I have several scarred bones in my body, I'm lucky I didn't get any scars on the outside... I was lucky to be born with flexible joints and I got used to pain, that doesn't mean that I'll just let people hurt me.”

I could see the genuine fear in his eyes, and I couldn’t blame him. Scarlett wasn’t just another Luna. She was the first female Valkin—a force unmatched, strong and unyielding. She wasn’t someone anyone could take lightly, and Garland clearly understood that now. She was a force of nature, and she was ours.

I asked, staring at her blue eyes. She sighed. “ Scarlett, Alpha is a Lycan. It’s hard for him to keep his wolf under control. But, trust me, we all know he tries. ” “ You sound manipulated. ” I huffed, rolling my eyes. She chuckled. “ no matter what I say, you will only blame him. ” “ He killed my parents. You all…killed my parents. What do you expect? ” I shrugged my shoulders, but couldn’t keep the bitterness tamed in my tone.

She slowly reached for her mask with her right hand. “I am what people call the Witch of Hell, the Harbinger of Darkness but people know me by a more famous name.” The woman took off her mask and unveiled her face that was hidden. “My name is Roosevelt Scarlett, the Scarlett Witch. And your great ancestor.” The woman said once she took her mask off.

Scar narrowed her eyes. And he quickly nodded. "Yes, yes, it's him. She planned to seduce him." Scarlett felt bitter in her mind. 'That cunning bitch.' She cursed. 'Knowing she can't have him normally, she chose to seduce him. I swear upon God, this mother and daughter only knows how to ruin people's peace!' Seeing her in silent thoughts, Ricci thought to take a chance for himself as he spoke after licking his dry and injured lips. "You know, this is not the first time she is using this."

Seraphina’s Perspective I stood up, my eyes locking onto hers with pure anger. "For your kind knowledge, my name is Seraphina," I said, my voice steady yet sharp. "And you must be the famous Scarlett," I spat, emphasizing her name with distaste. Scarlett smirked, stepping closer with an air of arrogance. "Oh, so you already know about me. Looks like Damien talks about me a lot," she said, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder as if she were royalty.

*Scarlette Helle*-, the most passionate, courageous, strong, and power person, he had ever come across. At first it was perceived that the beautiful woman named after a shade of red was a human hosting a Supreme being, but no. After the mother of life left Scar’s body there was still this power radiating off her this made the enter group very curious to know what exactly she was and so another adventure of investigations begin.