Scarpetta Novels In Order Novels & Stories

I am one with the music and the pleasure it gives. “What are you?” Another asks. His breath is hot on my neck and I close my eyes as I whisper, “I am Scarlett. The daughter of Kingsley Montgomery, the don of—” “Wolf?” a third asks. Shaking my head, I giggle. “No. I am hu—”

There is a line and they crossed it. I got out of the website and shut my computer off. Leaning back in my chair, I just folded my arms and got lost in my own thoughts. Scarlet is the abused sister of Alpha Maverick. She has grown up to be a thief and runs what appears to be a legitimate business. Now she has a target on her back. Alpha Jared wants her dead. Even if it is’t me doing it, someone will do it. Why am I so drawn to her? Maybe it is because I haven’t had her before and at this point, I have had anyone I ever wanted and then some. Maybe I just need to get her out of my system and then this job will be a lot easier. Alpha Maverick can just never know it was me. One thing is for sure

’s face that greeted him. His scream felt so real that he woke up with sweat drenching his body. Devlin buried his face in his hands. The dream felt so real. It has been more than a decade ago but it still managed to catch up on him. He thought he was saving the woman from Muckle but it turned out he brought her to her ruin and death. Cara was a young gentle washerwoman who was fond of Devlin who was 19 at that time. She washed Devlin’s clothes after Bubba passed away and left him with his small shanty in the park. She used to work for Muckle but Devlin found a way to lure her away from his devil of a father. She was Devlin’s first taste of a woman. He cared for her and that was what caused

I asked the question that has been bothering my mind because ever since our meeting she doesn't cease to amuse me with her crazy words "I am the gamma of this pack and the number three in command… you are only still our Alpha's mate. You can only be our Luna when the matching ceremony has been done… so currently, one mistake from you will regret it." With this, she left as the warriors also marched along with her. What is the name of hell have I gotten myself into? I asked no one in particular. LUCAS Scarlett escaping from her pack was the last thing I expected her to do, she was a Luna that loved and cherished her pack so much.

And now, here she was, standing amidst the fallen, her chest rising and falling with steady breaths, her hands bloodied but unwavering. She was not what I expected. I had anticipated someone broken by rejection, tamed by the harsh hand of fate. Instead, what I saw was fire. A warrior. A queen in her own right, even if she did not bear the title. Beside me, my Beta Giovanni shifted uncomfortably. “Should I intervene, my king?” I held up a hand, stopping him. “No. Let’s see what she does next.” Below, Scarlett stepped forward, her boots crunching against the dirt as she towered over the wounded guards. A slow smile spread across her face; not one of joy, but of ruthless satisfaction.

I bow out of habit and respect. “My queen, Sera, we can tell Scarlett was injured, but the blood trail and smell stop over there by the road. Scarlett said something about someone being here. Can any of you pick up who else was here?” “I can smell Scarlett, her blood, the guards and I think there is an unknown male's scent here.. Both vampires, I think,” Seraphina says as a tear falls down her cheek. I watch as Dominic wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her into him tightly. “Patrick says that there is a hint of another scent, it seems to be a female vampire as well, no one we know, though Ethan says he has had a small whiff of it here and there around the castle over the course of the

This way, she would only have two enemies left and three more alphas to win over. In this world, she wouldn't have to waste too much time. Scarlet's eyes suddenly lit up. She moved closer to the alpha, who immediately pressed closer to her. Their faces were only a few inches away from each other. Scarlet, seeing the excitement in the alpha's eyes, suddenly felt like cursing. This alpha... he surely must love trouble... Scarlet whispered her plan in his ear. As expected, the alpha's expression softened from excitement. He didn't even bother to hide it.

Valeria stood on the balcony of her office, smoking a cigarette. She was reeling from the wave of dissatisfaction that followed after storming out of the conference room. The meeting had continued without her, and it infuriated her to know that Leonardo no longer cared about her opinion. She seethed with anger, knowing that Scarlet had replaced her, not only in cartel decisions but also in Leonardo's heart. Leonardo entered his office with Scarlet after the meeting ended. He was quite impressed with the way Scarlet had handled things and was open to understanding her opinions better, especially her cryptic statement: 'The traitor will turn out useful in the long run.'

But the thought had my wolf pushing to come out, itching to kill any male who'd even dare be within fifty feet of her, looking at her romantically. Trotting back into the study, I walk over to my desk, open a hidden drawer, and pull out an old leather-skin book—a personal journal from centuries ago. The pages are filled with inked ramblings about a woman named Seraphina, the first and only woman who ever made me feel anything strangely romantic or affectionate… and who also died because of it. But the more I read, the more an unsettling truth dawned on me: Seraphina had a striking connection to Scarlett. They were fierce in their own way, strong women who couldn't easily be controlled. If my

he said, his tone laced with satisfaction, knowing this decision was the last thing Clay or I wanted. Scarlett moved with quiet resolve, gathering her few belongings and tucking them into a small bag. She clutched the blanket Clay had given her, her fingers trembling slightly, though she tried to hide it. Without another word, she stepped past us and out of the apartment, closing the door softly behind her. “Now, you’ll see her true colors,” Lucian sneered, a twisted satisfaction in his tone. “I wonder what you’ll do when she starts sneaking men into that new room of hers.”