The Scarlet Letter Novels & Stories

Like I have two dimples when I smile while Emily has two but one is not that deep. I have a small birthmark just above my navel, which Emily doesn't have. When I went out two days ago to meet up with Maddie at Starbucks, people were congratulating me on my wedding. I was too embarrassed to say I'm not the one getting married but my twin. Nobody will believe me, anyway. So I thanked them and smiled politely at them. At the mall, when we went shopping for wedding gifts, someone congratulated me, and I told him I wasn't the one he never believed me.

Whoever was here in her absence not only deleted the search engine from Esther's computer memory, but also took the scarlet feather. Images that she had seen on the website were constantly moving in her mind, but she tried not to think about it. Esther had the feeling that all these inexplicable things were happening because of her interest in 'Scarlet Angels' and visiting this damn website, and she didn't want to go through the same events from a few days ago. Maybe those whispers and haunting were some kind of punishment for wanting to know too much? For rummaging too deep into this? If so, Esther should stop now. Who knows what awaited her if she had to delve further into this topic...

“You succeeded in stripping her of every ounce of dignity she had left. You humiliated her in front of everyone. Was that enough for you, Tasha? Did it satisfy you to break her like that?” Maxwell took over, his words filled with a rage that matched my own. “And for the record,” he spat, “Scarlett was untouched when she came to us. If there’s anyone here who’s tainted, it’s us—not her. So don’t you dare sit there and blame her for the lack of magic in the North. Lies and deceit—your lies and deceit—have plagued this region long enough. We won’t allow it to continue!”

I shook her hands off me and grabbed my dad's and Erin's hands instead. I said, "Mom, this is the last time I'll ever call you that. I'm not you. I didn't rot my brain reading those stupid romance novels! From now on, the four of us will live happily together. As for you, do yourself a favor and remove those trashy books from your phone!" Seeing that I showed no remorse, she flew into a rage. She cursed at me, saying, "I must have underestimated that vixen's methods! So what if they're married? They can still get divorced!"

“Then it’s not just showing me what’s happened. It’s showing me what will.” Theo reached beside the table again and pulled out a second item from the leather folder. It was slim, bound in deep red linen, the corners worn with time. He hesitated before handing it to her. Her breath caught the moment she saw the title: The Crimson Letter By Isla Ward She stared at it, her hand hovering. “Where did you get this?” “I found it last year,” Theo said quietly. “Tucked behind the books in the library’s upper shelf. I didn’t know what it was at first. Just that it felt… wrong.”

Scarlett I woke up with a terrible headache. I must have overdone it. I got too cold and nervous that I drank too much. The communication between Lucian and Maxwell was disturbing. I did not like being in the dark, especially about things that concerned me. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and made sure I hurried up. Then decided to clean up the rooms even though it was no longer my job. Idleness was killing me sitting down, so I kept myself busy. Besides, I noticed their staff never entered their rooms, and I was sure it was for a good reason. Once I was done cleaning the place up, I decided to take a book from their shelf. I looked for books that seemed happy and void of romance. I did

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

As weeks passed by Scarlet still bore some sense of anger toward Leonardo because he hadn't defended her when Valeria called her a concubine but it didn't still stop her from interrogating Damien and giving solutions for the almost flagged account. Yet she knew at some point she had to let go and forgive Leonardo. She needed him as much as he needed her. Scarlet’s next target had been on Cassius; she wanted to take revenge on him for the terrible treatment he gave her when she was at the clubhouse and as well find a way to save those girls who had suffered the same fate as her.

Scarlet scowled and went back to what she was doing, which was rewriting the Mafia and pack rules which were more than three hundred, Scarlet didn't even know they had rules till she was dragged into this immense room, filled with ancient patterns walls, and design, made her sit and rewrite these godforsaken rules his grandpa had set when he was the leader of the Mafia. She pouted, thinking back to what was supposed to happen. She pressed her knuckles against her chin while her other hand was writing on a plain sheet with ancient a feather and ink, Scarlet didn't know what happened to a pen which was much better and easier to use. So when she heard the word punishment, she was expecting some

Well, if only she knew what Sally would say next will stab her skin so painfully. “Scarlet is an orphan, she is poor and a nobody whom my parent took under their roof. They loved her like a daughter but Scarlet chooses to be ungrateful by trying to stab me one day because I caught her stealing one of my jewelry.” Sally was humiliating her and by now, some of the people were gathering around to watch the young lady. Scarlet face twisted into a pale one as she freely let the tears fall down her eyes, she sniffed sharply as she tries to stop herself from whimpering but the tears disagrees to be in accord with her.