Summary Scarlet Letter Novels & Stories

The girl repeated the words, “I have an important assignment. I forgot it. I am here to fetch it.” “Alright, take your time. I will be keeping some of the Shrimps for you. You can have them if you wish to.” Jessica said and joined her husband who just nodded and gestured her to continue with the meals. But he knew something was off with the girl. Scarlet took slow steps and entered the room. She started looking for the book. Her eyes turned dark. Black. Round pupils, pitch dark. Soon, she turned in the other direction and opened her cupboard where she used to keep all her notes. There was present a book; an old one, with a strange cover and a dagger, tucked over with some different golden pa

Scarlet leaned back in her chair, exhaling slowly. She had learned her lesson two years ago. This time, she wouldn’t be so easy to break. The tides had shifted, the storm had turned, Scarlet watched as the bridges burned. Voices that once called her cold and cruel, Now whispered regrets—were they mere fools? Apologies rang, yet felt too late, Two years of pain, two years of fate. She’d lost her name, her light, her pride, Now the truth had forced the world to decide.

But not today. Not now. Not after seeing Amy. Not after seeing Scarlet. Scarlet loved Dante genuinely, openly, and fiercely. She wasn’t someone who demanded love. She offered it freely, expecting nothing but honesty in return. She had built a life from scratch, after being abandoned, betrayed, hurt. And now she had finally found safety in Dante, and Dante had found something just as rare like peace in her. They loved each other way too much, he could see that. There was a child now. Amy.

————————— Scarlet stood before the mirror, gazing at her own reflection. All she could see is a misearable girl with a quest for blood In her hands; revenge. Her head was stitch. She was wearing the same flat gown she was wearing when she left Dennis mansion. She's already set to go back to the Dennis Massion. Just as she turned to leave, her door opened and Queen walked in. "Scarlet" she ran to hug scarlet but scarlet was too numb to hug her back.

There’d be a lot of questioning—and she didn’t have any answers. Scarlet finally reached the end of what felt like the longest hall in the school, came to the last door, and grabbed the knob. She braced herself and took a deep breath, clutching her books in one hand, and opened it. “The algorithm for a triangle that does not exceed—”

“I know that I keep running away, and it’s really really stupid, but I just get really really scared, and sometimes it becomes overbearing for me, and I don’t know what to do, and when I know that I should step forward again the guilt just clouds my judgment, and I feel that it's better to stay hidden. I’m so so sorry, Samiya. You know that I don’t mean any harm. You’re going through pain too, and yet you are so strong, and I can’t even do a thing, and it is so so terrible. What I am saying is that… please forgive me. Please please forgive me and I want to help you help Ralph too… please forgive me.” My first instinct was to laugh. Scarlet and I infuriated each other in many ways but one thi

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

"I must get moving. If everyone knows, then it won’t be long before he knows.." I feel the wave of fear and guilt that comes off of Scarlet. I know from her memories that her wolf Ruth and vampire Cara had been working together to stop her from being impregnated by the vampire that seduced and then kidnapped her. The suppression of Ruth made it harder for Cara to continue to prevent the impregnation of his seed.

We can't always get what we want. Shifting through the shelves at the furthest part of the library, Zara scroll through all the books she has read in the past. When a sudden grip made her hiss in pain, she was ready to turn and unleash hell upon the rude individual for hurting her until she stops in her track the moment she lay eyes on Abram. He looked like a mess. His beard was longer than usual. His eyes red like he haven’t slept for a long time and his hair was ruffled like he had comb it with his fingers many times.

Whenever someone brought me one of her belongings, and I smelled her sweet honey scent, he would howl forlornly over his lost mate, and my chest would ache like someone had their foot on sternum. Whatever, he would get over it. We would get over it. But that didn’t mean I was going to sit back and let Sarah fuck around with other men. What gave her the balls to think she could just move on with her life? “He put his hands on me!” Scarlet screeched. “He held me by the neck!” I rubbed my temples. Scarlet was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman in the pack, but her theatrics were tiresome, and when she complained it made my head throb. I looked at her neck. She looked fine to me.