Scarlett Rossi Novels & Stories

Once the meeting was over, Scarlett dismissed the others and retreated to her father's study. Closing the door behind her, she let out a deep breath and slumped into the plush leather chair behind the desk, feeling the weight of the world on her shoulders. She couldn't afford to let anyone see her weakness, not now that she was in charge. Just as she was about to pour herself a drink, the door creaked open and a man entered slowly, his form looming over hers like an eclipse. Scarlett froze. She recognized him instantly - The Lord's most trusted hitman, Romero Alvarez. They had been in an altercation some hours ago. She watched as his eyes bore down on her, dark and intense.

She looked absolutely irresistible and I could not help but wonder if any guy had yet had the audacity to not fall for this woman's charm when she seduced. Did she even go out like the other girls? She was probably just like… the richer version of Yuri, I thought to myself. Isis finally walked away, towards the room and I now stood awkwardly in front of Scar. She gave me a weird look before starting, "Hello, my name is Scar, short for Scarlet. I assume you are the new girl; Mae Rivera?" She questioned. "In the flesh. Nice to meet you too." I shot back and she stared at me weird, then gestured at me to follow her as she walked forward.

And he wanted to know what a beautiful woman like her was doing her big al stupid and giddy. "Good luck with her, sir,” the guard said as he went back to his station. "And who do you think you are, to tell me what I should do?”’ Scarlet said angrily, as she looked at Rodrigo who looked at her amusedly. The woman before him had to be the most beautiful pain in the ass he had ever met. She was cute when she was angry and her beautiful point, even when she was drunk, made him want to give her the world. Rodrigo looked at the woman like she was his world and maybe she was, because here and now, as he stared at the woman who was causing chaos Rodrigo felt his wolf surface, which was not what he

“Before the throne. Before the war. Before any of this shit.” “And I’ll protect her with my life,” Ronan shot back. “You think I wouldn’t?” Scarlet groaned between them. “Goodness,” she whispered hoarsely. “Are you both measuring testosterone right now?” They both looked down at her. Her face was pale under the streaks of dirt and blood. Silver burns marred her arms and collarbone like cruel brands. Cuts lined her thighs. Her breathing was shallow, each inhale like it cost her something. The Lycan’s chest tightened painfully at the sight.

They sat in the dark for hours, sipping cold coffee and watching through binoculars. Scarlett showed up around eleven. She stepped out of a black SUV in a tight black dress that hugged every curve. The fabric clung to her heavy tits and flared out at her hips. Her red hair caught the streetlight like fire. Even from a distance, Matt felt a pull in his gut. “Jesus,” he whispered. “Focus,” Riley hissed, elbowing him. “She’s meeting with the Rossi crew. Probably arguing over territory.” They watched Scarlett stride inside like she owned the place. Through a cracked window, they caught glimpses. She stood tall in the middle of a group of hard-looking men. One of them, a big guy with tattoos, got

Could she be jealous of those girls? “Why would I be jealous of those lowly wolves!” she snapped, rolling her eyes. I smiled on seeing the expected expression on her face. Scarlett is a strong and fearful Alpha female so she can't possibly be jealous of those girls whom many of them were brought as a mere tribute from their respective packs. Scarlett’s body remained tightened against mine while Thane continuously groaned at me to disengage from the hug but which I didn't want to. “Your Luna reinstatement,” Scarlett broke the silence, and immediately, Thane's green eyes flashed into mine.

Grey had watched Scarlett grow into the strong, capable woman she was today, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and affection. The memory of the health orientation program that Scarlett had organized for the pack resurfaced in Dr. Grey's mind. It had been a remarkable initiative, showcasing Scarlett's dedication to the well-being of others. She remembered how Scarlett had taken charge of the event, sharing valuable information with the pack members about health and wellness. The way Scarlett had interacted with everyone, her confidence and passion shining through, had left an indelible mark on everyone present.

She was about to slap him again when the guy hurriedly answered. “Rogers!" He was startled to see his men were dying, he didn't see what she did to them. She didn't even touch them! "Rogers sent us!”He answered hurriedly. Scarlett knew well who Rogers was. He is the successor to the Mafia leader, Amir Petrov, whom she was paid to be sent to hell through a sniper shot. One bullet between his eyebrows. “Make sure my message gets to him,” Scarlett held the guy’s hair fisted by her left hand while a knife made minor cuts on his throat with the other hand. “I will not make his death as easy as his predecessor.” Then she knocked the guy out.

I stopped immediately I was down the stairs, I couldn't believe the scene in front of me, my eyes widened as I continued looking at them. Scarlett Winters... She was standing on one of the couch with a guitar around her waist and she was wearing a long black robe like some sort of sorcerer she had long chains around her neck and some weird make-up on her face... Beside her was Jake.. I am not even surprised to see him I am sure he started all of this.

Scarlet nodded, the hands melted away, and she stood back as October and Harlow took their revenge. Scarlet smiled down at Coraline when they were done. "Honestly. Selina, Mariah, Rose, Coraline, or whatever you call yourself. I don't know how you did it. Pretending to be so many people, but killing you will feel so fucking good. Especially after how you betrayed all of us, who truly cared for you." Scarlet laughed, her true side showing. Her purple eyes burned away as purple flames took their place. Her hair was now completely on fire and a scythe appeared in her hand.