Scarlett Secret Novels & Stories

Mrs Williams asked worriedly. " Nothing Mrs Williams. I want to show you something and please look carefully and tell me". I showed her the scarf which I got from the edge of the bridge. " Is this Scarlett's scarf Mrs. Williams?". " oh my good, my baby". Mrs williams started crying and it means this scarf is scarlett's. " omer! Yes this is scarlett's scarf and there will be initials at the end of the scarf "SR". It is a gift from Shannon to Scarlett when she left for New york".

"I have been keeping a secret for many years, one that I can no longer keep hidden. You see, I have a granddaughter, a long-lost heir to the Brown fortune." The room erupted in murmurs and gasps, and Scarlet felt her heart start to race. She had never expected her grandmother to reveal this secret at such a public event. At least, not yet! Scarlet couldn't help but feel a sense of panic wash over her. "And that granddaughter," Mrs. Brown continued, her eyes locking onto Scarlet's, "Is none other than Scarlet herself." Scarlet lowered her head immediately, feeling the eyes of disbelief mirrored on the faces of the people around her.

With a voice that was suddenly loud and full of pretense, she continued, "Oh, Hazel… look at your expensive dress. How tragic. But perhaps this is a lesson, isn't it? Sometimes, something borrowed will never truly fit. Just like the position you've forced yourself into." Whispers began to hiss through the crowd. Scarlet looked around, ensuring her audience was listening. Everyone stared at Hazel; no one knew who she was, but Scarlet’s commentary sparked an immediate curiosity. The word spread quickly: she was the daughter of Leo Sullivan’s secretary, raised in the family only out of Sullivan’s "charity."

Scarlett looked down at her hand, then back into Elena’s eyes. “How much time?” she asked. Elena opened her mouth. She didn’t have an answer. Scarlett gently moved Elena’s hand away. “I won’t be the secret,” she said. “And I won’t be the mistake.” “You’re not,” Elena cried. “You’re the only thing that feels real.” Scarlett’s eyes flickered pain, longing, restraint all colliding at once. She stepped back again. “Decide,” Scarlett said softly. “Before tomorrow decides for you.”

I’d taken her devotion for granted and belittled the very woman who’d given up everything to stand beside me. It had been years since I’d felt that kind of joy with her—the kind that made everything else asides us seem irrelevant. Before Marcus could continue, the door opened. Scarlett swept in, dressed in a sleek red dress that hugged her figure, her expression one of practiced sympathy. “Alexander,” she cooed, moving to my side and resting a hand on my arm. “You look exhausted. Still no word from Evelyn? I hate to say it, but… maybe the rumors are true. Maybe she really did find someone else. I mean, she was just an omega. Perhaps she felt she couldn’t keep up with—”

She picked up her scarf and walked out of the house. She decided she would just hide in the car and scare him. It will be fun... With that intention, she walked to the elevator, knowing it would take a few minutes for him to reach downstairs to the parking lot. Aarvi opened his car with the help of an extra key and hid in the back seat. Soon Anshuman reached his car and opened the door of it. He did not notice Aarvi’s presence there. Aarvi was about to scare him when his phone went off as he picked up the call.

“I’ll make sure of it.” Scarlett let out a soft laugh, tilting her head as she looked at me with mock pity. “Maybe you’d reconsider divorcing Katniss if she knew one of your little secrets,” she said, her tone dripping with malice. My brows furrowed, confusion cutting through my anger. “What are you talking about? I don’t have any secrets from Katniss.” Her lips curled into a sly smirk, her steps closing the distance between us until she was inches away. Leaning in, she stood on her toes, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered:

Urania smiled and nodded, "Eranthe is working, and I bought her some clothes a couple of days ago. I'll deliver them and tidy up her room." Scarlett sneered, "You're still trying to keep it a secret. Is it necessary? I already know." Urania was puzzled, "What?" Scarlett rolled her eyes, "She got pregnant by a man, just had an abortion, and now she's resting in the hospital."

But she couldn't say that. She smiled, "I didn't want to trouble you. If you knew I was running away and didn't tell Wayne, wouldn't he blame you?" Bryan saw right through her. "Aren't you just afraid I can't keep a secret from Wayne?" Scarlett denied it boldly, "Of course not."

Scarlet offered. They appeared at a clearing not too far away from the pack house. They were in the south, her former home. Tears blurred her vision as memories of the night she lost her parents flooded her. “I can’t take you any closer; otherwise, they will know I helped you, and that would be risky. I’ll contact you when the time is right. You’ll know what to do when the time comes.” Scarlet said. “Who are you hiding from?” Ophelia asked, but she was too late as Scarlet vanished without a trace, leaving Ophelia all alone in the woods, in a land crawling with half-bloods. Great!