Scarlot Rot Novels & Stories

"How did you come up with the idea for wipes? At that time, I wouldn't have had that in mind. Well, she didn't." "Let's just say that I am glad wipes came to my mind. Tell me, did you find the amulet?" Scarlett left the door and nodded. "I did." She took a seat next to Avery. "And?" "There was purple dust. But…" She gave Avery a quick look. "It's not just any type of purple dust. It turned out to be Wolfsbane." "Wolfsbane? What is that?" Scarlett glanced at Avery. Scarlett didn't want Cornelia to hear their conversation because she isn't yet aware that Raven has returned. Avery turned to face Cornelia as soon as she realised what the look meant. "Cornelia. I need a favour"

Scar is seated on the bed operating a laptop,she looked up to the man beside her tall and well built,his eyes deep like eyes that held many secrets and knows maybe too much. “Marcus,that works well in our favor, you'll upload the video,my health report,the scan results and everything related to my failing health on my official page when I step out,let's use their delusion against them” She scoffed reading comments under a post bashing her. “Karma,they say karma caught me,that bitch karma is scared of me” He slowly unbottoned his shirt revealing a tattoo covering his chest and stomach,an eagle holding a snake with it's claws,he got into the bathtub slowly.

Cassandra said firmly, getting the hang of what he managed to do now. “You saw his eye color? When it shone crimson, his skin hardened, it became untouchable. But, when it was golden, he could breathe smoke but his skin would be weak enough to cut.” Tristan said from behind, telling them why they were unable to hurt it before. “So we have to distract it until it becomes golden and then strike again?” Persephone asked. “Yes.” “I also noticed a core. It was visible for a second, to finish it off we have to rupture it.” Ahlum added another crucial point about it or else without it, they could never defeat it.

Vivienne sends him to look for them. Lamia and Niall discuss their winnings in both territories. It leads to her asking him to kill the Knowles as she believes they're really traitors. She also explains Scarlet is the next target while the strongest warriors are still in Blacktail. Fang is brought in to Lamia and she gets to kill him all over again. This time in front of a guilty Niall. Marquis makes it to Scarlet just in time to get Mal out before the vampires invade it.

Scarlet grinned, repeating Rubby's point, but since she turned her back to Rubby, she didn't know that Rubby was behind her, and discreetly poured a little parcel of white powder into her drink. Scarlet turned, got the drink and emptied it into her mouth. In the wake of drinking two jugs, scarlet started to feel somewhat dazed. She scoured her head and said somewhat. "Rubby,I am drunk." "Drunk? Absolutely not! Scarlet pushed and pushed, turned around and rested on the rear of the seat. "No, I'm truly drunk. " She don't have any idea why, however she generally felt that something was off-base. She shook her head, most likely on the grounds that she wasn't drinking for a really long time or ma

Scarlet ran to the toilet and rested her hands on her throat as she threw up everything the original host had eaten before she crossed over. She spent minutes throwing up, reflexive tears streaming down her face. She spat out the irritating saliva in her mouth and slowly stood up, her breathing haggard. "Fateball, Fateball, don't tell me I crossed over when she's already pregnant..." Scarlet's heart trembled.

A few of the younger Alphas in the room chuckle, a sound like dry leaves. "It was a basic chemical neutralization," Juniper says, stepping forward despite Alaric’s warning squeeze on her hand. She tries to channel her inner college professor. "The Rot is an acidic, anaerobic organism. By introducing an alkaline base and oxygenating the soil through a wood-ash slurry, I simply made the environment uninhabitable for the fungus. It’s a standard horticultural practice."

She stood there, frozen, letting him cling to her while her wolf snarled inside her chest. When he pulled away, his face was wet. He wiped it quickly, then turned his back to her. “Come,” he said. “I think there's something you should see. I'd be a fool to hide this from you.” He unbuttoned his shirt. Scarlet flinched instinctively, turning her face away...then stopped. Because the smell hit her. Burnt metal. Rot. Her eyes snapped back. His chest was wrong. Red pores spread across his skin like infected wounds, glowing faintly, cracking as if his flesh were being eaten from the inside out. Ash flaked from the edges, drifting to the floor.

"The Gray Rot... he said I can heal it." "Sofia, that's impossible. The Rot is a cellular collapse caused by vampire-tech exposure. There is no cure," Zilo said, even as he rushed toward her with a scanner. He ran the device over her hand and gasped. "The molecular structure... it’s rearranging. You’re carrying a localized restorative field. If this is true, we can save the children in the sub-wards. We can save the veterans."

"A crude, outdated algorithm. You think you can infect my mainframe with spiritual superstition, Anomaly?" Scarlett didn't flinch. Her star-silk cloak rippled in a digital wind that didn't exist, and the jade brush in her hand glowed with a warm, amber brilliance that violently clashed against the cold violet of the room. "I don't need to infect your mainframe, old man," Scarlett said, taking a slow, deliberate step forward. The white floor hissed beneath her boots, the digital landscape trying to reject her presence. "I just need to break your logic."