Romans & histoires Touhou Project Remilia Scarlet

Scarlet thought. I went to the bathroom and took a bath. After taking a bath, I got dressed, wore my eyeglasses and blow dried my hair. I was looking at herself in front of the mirror as I tied my hair up to a messy bun. I am so lazy to fix this bun, I am always ugly and I can’t even understand why Dimitri thinks I am beautiful. The make up in the bar was so amazing though. It felt like it was not me. Yes, it was not me. It was Scarlet Heart. I am Hearcille Reina, the plain jane.

then she laughed it was dry and bitter. Mama Rita chuckled uncomfortably,”yeah,since you are an orphan and homeless,you can stay with me” Scar looked up”I'll decline that,I come with a bag of trouble, actually a truck full” “I don't mind,I sincerely don't mind” “Hold her down,kick that bitch ,she thinks she's better than others”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 blind

It sunk into her head and disappeared. "I'm sorry," Remi whispered. He squeezed my hand. I looked between Isabell and Remi. "I know. We all have to do things we don't want." "And now Kira," Isabell ordered. Remi disintegrated and them popped back holding Kira in his arms. He dropped her at my feet and then popped back out of the circle to stand behind Isabell and... Mila? Wait Mila? I thought Isabell had taken over Mila. Then who was Mila?

I stayed mute staring at her hazel eyes before I remembered she asked me a question. "Yes, I would like to pair up with you. What is your name?" I asked her, curious because I haven't noticed her in this class before now. "The name is Scarlet. Scarlet Waters." She replied, holding her hand out for a shake. I took her hand. "Nice to meet you Scarlet.' "Nice to meet you too." I nodded, "where do you suggest we work on the project, my dorm or I don't know?" "Your dorm is fine, I will see you after class then." She said bye to me and walked back to her desk.

I finished, a wide smile on my face. The room was silent for a few seconds which felt like hours to me. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until Rita walked up to me and placed her hand on my shoulder. “Luna Tamara.” Ooh, that sounded weird, and awkward, but at the same time it awed and excited me. I guess I liked it. “I’ll introduce you to everyone.” She said, leading me to the direction of the pack I had to meet, they were a selected few and I figured they were the cream of the pack, the VIPs.

His character delivered a bloody kill to his opponent, despite having a human form. It even made me forget that I had to leave, and then I coughed a little. “You never mentioned your name.” “Oh… I'm sorry. I’m Raphael!” He glanced at me for a moment before shifting his focus back to his computer. “And I know you’re Arian; you’re already becoming famous around here.” I chuckled nervously and gave a nod. Raphael was the very first person who showed me kindness since my arrival here. With a burst of energy, I stood up once more and swung the door open, eager to catch a glimpse of the hallway. My lungs tightened, my heart raced,

“You have introduced your people to me. Allow me to introduce myself. This is my Luna, Luna Scarlet, and her maid, Marina.” Levi kissed her left and right cheeks, complimenting her, "you're a perfect work of art.” Scarlet blushed. “Thank you. You're far too kind with your words.” Levi only patted Marina on her shoulder after she bowed. Now, while Marina wore a yellow straight, floor-length gown with sleeves, her hair knotted in a tight bun, Scarlet wore a dazzling beige ball gown with a red bow tie around her waistline. There was a simple necklace made of red diamond around her neck, which she matched with stud earrings of the same color. Her bracelet was topped with a transparent oval-cut d

Scarlet monstrous voice loomed. As the beast that had been Scarlet lowered its horns with a deafening bellow, massive fists pounding the earth, I knew my next heartbeat could be my last. Nowhere to run or hide - death charged straight for my fragile throat. My focus narrowed to one enemy cutting ruthlessly through the melee - the sadistic Luna Scarlet, her crimson hair bright as a banner of war. At long last fate had gifted me the chance to confront my childhood tormentor and avenge the innocent girl she had brutalised. The reckoning was at hand.

I could see the genuine fear in his eyes, and I couldn’t blame him. Scarlett wasn’t just another Luna. She was the first female Valkin—a force unmatched, strong and unyielding. She wasn’t someone anyone could take lightly, and Garland clearly understood that now. She was a force of nature, and she was ours.

I open the attachment. I am at a loss for words at with, I see. It's Amelie passed out being carried by Matt. He has slightly pulled back the collar of her shirt, showing a black and bloody scar where her Mate Mark was. This is what a Scarred One looks like. I am horrified that she had to go through that. I'm pissed Matt is holding her. I shouldn't be, but I am. I stop for a second and re-read his report. I look at the time she completed the ritual, around midnight. Her wolf was harmed in the process, and she was bleeding and injured. It was all the things Rose and Daisy said. I closed the attachment and sat back in my chair.