Novel & Cerita Sweetest Scarlet

"She already belongs with me. He’s just... clouding her judgment." Scarlet tilted her head, watching me with something close to pity. "And if she still chooses him?” My heart twisted painfully, but I brushed the thought away. "She won’t. She just needs to see what he really is.” Scarlet sighed, reaching for an empty-looking small glass bottle. “This is smoke will strip away illusions and let her see clearly. But be warned, you must not inhale it as well.” She placed the small glass bottle in my palm, “truths are not always what we want them to be."

Weston I can’t move. Not yet, not while my mind is going a million miles an hour. Scarlet wouldn’t steal them. She’s not a bad person. She’s not a con artist or a thief. She’s Scarlet, a quirky girl from Chicago who likes paranormal romance, drinking tea, and looking at the stars. She’s the woman I love.

But her brain didn't remind her that the target of this world was also an alpha. She really wanted to cry and scream that she regretted seducing the man... [DING! AFFECTION POINT +10] Scarlet was startled. Another 10? What was that? Cheese? Chinchin Why was it so cheap? But... she no longer regretted seducing the alpha. If possible, she would love to go a few rounds more and see if the affection point would directly fill up. Unfortunately, her waist was no longer hers~ A smile appeared on Scarlet's face as she pressed deeper into the alpha's embrace and closed her eyes to sleep.

Scarlet chuckles, observing his astonished expression, and responds, "I mean, I am flabbergasted. Are you serious?" In this scene, the complex interplay between desire, secrets, and intrigue takes center stage. Scarlet reveals her phone to Dante, displaying the video tape featuring Elizabeth and Tristan. Shocked and taken aback, Dante questions Scarlet's intentions, asking, "Are you planning to use it against her?" The confusion is evident in his voice as he realizes that Scarlet's own brother is involved in the video. Maintaining her mischievous grin, Scarlet confirms that she has no intentions of leaking the video. The satisfaction of seeing Elizabeth filled with nothing but fear is her so

Scarlet smiled, threading her fingers through his hair. Raymond’s voice broke the tender silence. “Also, you keep saying ‘her.’ How can you be so sure it’s a girl?” Scarlet's smile deepened, mysterious yet certain. “Close your eyes,” she whispered. He did. “Breathe in. Breathe out.” Raymond obeyed, his chest rising and falling in sync with hers. “I can feel her,” Scarlet said softly. “I can hear her giggles, see her tears… her joys… her sorrows.” Her voice broke slightly. “Her pain.”

Looking up, I regretted thanking so soon. “Sorry,” Scarlet forced. “Didn't see you there,” she folded her arms on her chest. “I mean why would I even? There is nothing to see in you anyway,” see, this is why my guts were not trusting her. “I don't even know why he chose you. You don't deserve him! He deserves someone like me! Strong, bold and beautiful! You don't even have a freaking wolf, you filthy rat,” she spat. I decided not to give her a reaction. Giving one would make her feel like she is winning. And I won't let her this time.

It's really funny that she only noticed it now. Her eyes wandered around her small face. The face where people in their small-town envies and at the same time loved by many. Dalia's palm was still throbbing from the crisp slap she gave her. Her hair is flaming red, an attractive color. Red—a color that represents life, health, vigor, war, courage, anger, and love. She wants to laugh as she looks at Agnes that was currently holding back her cry and she looks up at her with disbelief in her eyes.

scar curled as the kicks landed,”how about a makeover,a make over”the voices as they held her down,one of the ladies squatted before her with a piece of glass,scar trashed violently but the hands holding her was stronger,she sharp pain tore from her right ear to her cheek,she screamed as they left her not without final kicks,she screamed like a wounded bull pain blinding her senses. “It's just a dream,wake up ,it's a dream”she heard the voice anchoring her to reality,she gasped waking up she sat up immediately drenched in sweat. “Sweetheart it's just a dream” she opened her eyes to mama Rita rubbing her back to soothe her,she was enveloped in a warm hug,scar slowly softened to the warmth of

She looked at my dad and asked, "Connor, if you could go back in time, would you still marry me?" My dad turned to meet her gaze, but he said nothing. My mom finally shed tears of anguish. I sighed and said, "Mom, a true leading lady will never be obsessed with love. Even without a man, she can live an incredible life." For the first time, my mom did not argue with me. Then, she noticed the scars on my exposed arms. As if remembering something, she pursed her lips and asked, "Sienna, do the scars on your arms still hurt?"

His dirty little secret. His Scarlet.