Summary Scarlet Letter Novels & Stories

He did not want either Sophia or Scarlet to see the dirty picture of the mafia and how dangerous he and his son can be as leaders. “Why is my husband so romantic today? He is giving me everything that I ask for, like a wish fulfilling God.” Scarlet was over the moon. Little did she know he was not even near God. Carson is a devil. But whatever he was, the truth will never come out before Scarlet. She will see him always as a Moses who followed the path of righteousness. And the same legacy is carried on by Saul towards Sophia.

It should have been as simple as that, but she had lowered her cleavage, had applied perfume, and tied her hair up in a ponytail knot, and that all happened in the five minutes that Scarlet had gotten up from the table. Scarlet deliberately attempted to fall on the Alpha, but just as karma was staring at her, the Alpha sensitively dodged, making Scarlet shamefully fall to the ground like she had been tripped. And her coffee, that shit spilled over her perfect clothing. So much for trying to be seductive. As she fell face down to the floor, Scarlet cursed the Alpha for not saving her. However, she couldn't spell it out loud, because that would just mean more trouble for her. She had lost face

Students whispered behind their hands, gazes darting at Scarlet like she was a criminal in chains. A girl in the far corner muttered, “Maybe she used a charm…” Another whispered, “Or a mindlink spell.” Scarlet glared around. “I said I didn’t cheat. Or were you all born deaf?” The professor’s hands trembled around the booklet. A storm brewed inside him: the hatred for cheating vs. the evidence...or lack of it...in front of him. Scarlet’s pulse raced. She could feel the seconds slipping away. She still had two questions left unanswered. Failure wasn’t an option; she needed this exam to escape her life of being labeled a lowborn stray.

Scarlet lowered herself gracefully into the seat opposite him, her eyes shimmering with practiced sorrow. “You look troubled,” Gennado said, frowning. Scarlet lowered her gaze, dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief. “Godfather… Bruno has been neglecting me. He even threw me out of his room. I… I feel so unwanted.” Gennado’s hand tightened around his cane. “How dare he make you suffer? You are to be my daughter-in-law. I will speak to him. He will regret treating you so poorly.” Scarlet’s lips curved faintly. She leaned closer, her voice low and trembling with false vulnerability. “I only want to love him, Godfather. I want to give you a grandson. All I ask is for Bruno to finally name a da

I commented absentmindedly. Scarlet shrugged, wholly unbothered, and continued to focus on her cigarette and how she puffed out the smoke. Her calm demeanor was an unsettling contrast to the utter turmoil raging inside me. "The godfather won't stand by this time," I said, then lowered my voice to a whisper, "Our plan is only a step away." We were in too deep now to turn back, whether I liked it or not. Scarlet turned to look at me, her gaze coated with pity. That might have been the most unnerving look of all.

her eyes scanned Willow’s body very hungrily. “Sometimes I wonder how good you two must taste for the men in my life to ditch me for you girls,” Scarlet didn’t understand that it was her inside that had driven both the men away from her. “Ahhh!” Willow was crying at the pain Scarlet had inflected her with. She did not even feel Scarlet lowering her face onto her bre** and sucking her n***** very tenderly. Scarlet had gone on a sinister route, in her head, this was it! she has to understand what went wrong.

When I went to school the next day, everyone gave me strange stares as expected. I could hear their mean whispers everywhere I went. “Did you hear? Cheryl Summers was the girl in the scandal!” “Seriously? Damn, she looks like such a nice girl too. To think she’s so shameless in private.” “The girl in the photo is so curvy. Phew, Cheryl hid it well.” Some boys stared openly at my body as they walked past, sniggering in a way that made me want to puke. I gripped my water bottle tightly and weaved through the crowd.

That fear had led us to make cowardly choices, compromises that had chipped away at our strength until there was barely anything left. Scarlett was the perfect example of our failures. To keep the peace, to appease the people, we’d tied her to that post. We’d humiliated our own mate in a desperate attempt to avoid conflict. And when we snuck back to free her, hoping our deceit would somehow repair what we’d broken, it only made it clear how weak we truly were. We weren’t leaders. We were cowards. Garland had probably seen it all, known that we were nothing but a joke. Lucian shook the box lightly, the heavy contents shifting inside, and then set it down on the ground. The letter lay unopened

I simply stared at him, and we made Young sit down and bound his entire body, including his hands and feet. Who told him he could touch our Venice? Damn him, but thanks to us, he’ll only have mild pain, but if Carter is here… Young might hang upside down because he caused harm to our Venice. Scarlett is the only one of our female cousins that we keep. Because they told us Scarlett is a miracle and that she is important to grandma, which we don’t mind because we love Venice. Because she is a lovely woman. She and Sophia are the opposite. Sophia irritates me because when we all found out Scarlett had gone missing, she was the only one who’s happy for us all, and who don’t worry even if it’s he