Novel & Cerita Scarlett Savage

He wanted Victor to feel weak, to see who really ruled New Haven now. A noise pulled him from his thoughts. A newspaper on the table fluttered as the wind from the window brushed against it. Zagaff sighed and reached for it. He wasn’t interested in the news, but a bold headline caught his eye. "SYLVANIA SCARLET WINS BEST FASHION DESIGNER AWARD AGAIN!" He flipped the pages open, scanning the article. And then he saw her. A large picture of Sylvania Scarlet filled the page. She stood on a stage, smiling, holding a gold medal in her hands. Her eyes were filled with happiness. The article praised her talent, her hard work, and her stunning fashion designs.

"Remember that time I told you to send me the details of a particular she-wolf I saw on the road?" "Scarlett? Yeah, I do remember," he answered, and I nodded. "I found a portrait hidden in Scarlett's living room, and this is it." "You don't mean it." "I'm serious, I mean everything I'm saying now despite being drunk. My sanity is still intact, I had taken a picture of it due to how weird it was." "It's really weird. What is Scarlett as a newly birthed child doing with Ava Dawson who is also a newly birthed child? Do they know each other?"

Chapter 11 I stared at the glossy tablet screen in Matteo’s hand, gripping my glass of scotch so hard the crystal groaned in protest. The headline on The New York Observer's digital front page was practically screaming in bold, black letters: THE ICE KING THAWS: JULIAN VANCE UTTERLY BEWITCHED BY NEW BRIDE.

“Do you know anyone named Abel?’ She shook her head and Savannah dropped the topic, seeing how tired Stephanie was. Then she lifted off the floor to head to the suite when a hand wrapped around her wrist. She looked back and saw Stephanie’s eyes planted on her. “Be careful and don’t let them gang up on you next mine.” Her eyes trailed down and Savannah followed her gaze, gasping when she saw the burn scar on the inside of her wrist. “They did that to you?”

She’s also mourning the loss of our little one, we both are. She had warned me that Sage was cheating on us, but I was in love. I didn't listen. Maybe if I had paid more attention, things would have been different. I went to a secret corner of the house and removed my clothes, shifted into my wolf, and started running off into the forest. My white fur whipped through the air as I ran faster on my fore and hind limbs. How was I reborn two years back and why? Who is He? And why is he coming?

“Yeah, me too! I want something wild. Something completely out of character. Sex in public, maybe? I've been a good girl for too long. Oh, how I want my Alpha crush would appear out of nowhere and have his way with me.” “Alpha crush?” I asked hastily, knowing they'd have to face me shortly. How the hell was I supposed to know what I wanted when I haven't even experienced sex itself? “Alpha Leon. Have you guys heard of him?” Layla nodded. “The pure-blood? I heard he is dangerous. People get scared shitless just from the mention of his name. They call him Savage Alpha, the bringer of death because that's what he does. He kills.” I leaned in closer, my curiosity in the story unexpectedly piqued

"To the Hales... I'm writing this because I can't live with the guilt. I know I’m a blank, a useless weight on the family name. But what’s worse is what I’ve done to Carl. My jealousy turned me into a coward. I spent every second trying to screw him over, trying to make the real heir look bad because I couldn't handle him coming home..." "What?" I choked out. "I never wrote that! That’s a f**king lie!" Julian didn't even blink. He kept reading, his voice dripping with venom. "I’m so ashamed of the lies I told. I tried to sabotage his return to the Syndicate. I feel like I have no choice but to end it. I hope my jump into the Abyss gives me the peace I didn't deserve in this life. Signed, Joh

then she laughed it was dry and bitter. Mama Rita chuckled uncomfortably,”yeah,since you are an orphan and homeless,you can stay with me” Scar looked up”I'll decline that,I come with a bag of trouble, actually a truck full” “I don't mind,I sincerely don't mind” “Hold her down,kick that bitch ,she thinks she's better than others”scar curled as the kicks landed,”how about a makeover,a make over”the voices as they held her down,one of the ladies squatted before her with a piece of glass,scar trashed violently but the hands holding her was stronger,she sharp pain tore from her right ear to her cheek,she screamed as they left her not without final kicks,she screamed like a wounded bull pain blind

The isolation that had once been about survival was now about peace. Raven sat on the porch swing, a laptop balanced on her knees as she worked on the book that had become her passion project. The working title was "Justice Served Cold: A Story of Redemption and Revenge," though she was still debating whether to publish it under her real name or maintain the fiction of Raven Steele.

Book 2: Ruthless Daddy Intro: She ran from one cage... straight into another. Scarlett Martinez had one rule on her wedding day: escape at all costs. She slapped her pompous groom, told the priest "no," and ran straight into what she thought was her getaway car. Wrong car. Wrong driver and wrong man entirely. Chapter 1: Wrong Car, Right Devil: