The Scarlet Letter Full Text Novels & Stories

Scarlett felt an excruciating pain in her fingers. "Ah!" She cried out and lifted her head, meeting Diana's emotionless eyes. She was suddenly filled with a strong premonition. If she didn't apologize... Diana would indeed cripple her hand! "I'm... I'm sorry." Scarlett stammered, trembling as she spoke. With her remaining hand, she weakly pounded the ground. "Ah... it hurts so much, please let go!" "That's enough! Diana, let me go!"

I know those heels. Beatrice Sinclair walks in the way she always walks into this house, like the deed is in her name and I am a guest who has overstayed. Grey coat, pearl earrings, bag in the crook of her arm, lipstick perfect because Beatrice is always perfect. She looks at me first. Then past me at the table. Her eyes move slowly across everything, the candles, the two plates, the full untouched wine bottle, the whole careful humiliating effort of this evening, and something settles in her expression that has never once in five years been sympathy.

“You're still the same fat, pathetic little pig. You can dress up all you want, but I can still smell the trash underneath.” The hall went dead silent. I looked up from my nails, my smile never wavering. “Are you done?” “You worthless piece of—” I slapped her. It echoed through the hall like a gunshot. Elena stumbled backward, her hand flying to her reddening cheek. Two hundred guests stared in stunned silence. “Oops,” I said brightly. “My hand slipped.” “You bitch!” Elena lunged at me, but strong arms caught her. Marcus held her back, his face pale with shock. Behind him, Dante and Ash pushed through the gathering crowd.

Each took a shiny silver crucifix from inside their waistband, held it up toward her, and began to chant in Latin: Deje Lo que está dentro de ti que seas libre Scarlet felt her insides turning, felt a prickly heat rising on her skin, felt a great rage overcoming her. She lunged forward, letting out a guttural scream, hardly even aware of what she was doing, and in one quick motion, she grabbed each of the strange men and threw them like rag dolls across the room. They each smashed into a wall before collapsing on the floor, lying there unconscious. The house was still again. The only one who remained standing there, trembling, facing her, was the priest she knew. He had not chanted at her, s

Annik walked to the Alpha mansion with Scott tagging along. Everyone he passed had fear written on their faces, he strode ahead to Scarlet in the bedroom. She paced from one end to the other. He pushed the door open, fisting her hair while kissing her aggressively. “I am sorry about earlier. You stirred something in me,” he mumbled against her mouth. Scarlet was tempted to push him away, irritated by such a dirty and prideful apology. Her courage failed her. Like a withering leaf, she stood and listened to him.

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As her eyes scanned the first line of the letter, the words etched on the page seemed to leap out at her, sending a chill down her spine. “Scarlet, if you’re reading this letter, it means I’m no longer a part of this world because someone has had me silenced for good. I have been murdered, and the people behind my death are people you know very well…”

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.

I’d gotten pregnant for her boyfriend, and I hated myself for that. “Scarlet,” She gestured at me to come sit beside her. I had no choice but to join her, as so many people were already staring at us. “Hi Emma,” I said nervously as I sat next to her. She hugged me. “It’s been a decade,” She joked while beaming gloriously at me. My heart ached at that moment. How could I sit so close to her or even enjoy her smile after betraying her trust? I knew I shouldn’t feel this guilty because Roman was my mate, but I honestly couldn’t help it.

The way her gaze lingered with unspoken questions, the way her presence stirred something deep inside me that was both comforting and terrifying. I ran my hand along the cold banister as I climbed to my study, the familiar scent of ink and parchment greeting me. Maps of the old lands and records of my family’s legacy cluttered the table. My curse loomed over everything like a shadow I couldn’t escape. I remembered my aunt’s words from nights before, the prophecy that bound me: You will be freed only when you marry the one fate chose for you.