Touhou Scarlet Devil Mansion Novels & Stories

She's the key. I turned the words over slowly in my mind, the way you turn something over when you're trying to feel the edges of it and understand its shape. Key to what? This marriage? Something larger than this marriage? Something that had been decided and arranged and set in motion long before a man named Alaric Virelli arrived in the rain outside Dorian's house and said two words that changed everything? I heard movement from behind the door, a chair, footsteps adjusting, and I moved before I had consciously decided to, stepping quickly and quietly past the door and down the corridor and not stopping until I had turned the corner.

I reached the top floor. I opened the door and came face to face with the devil himself as it is his office. He smirked seeing me. He is so matured by now. Last time I saw him was at his graduation ceremony. It has been 4 years already. He is more handsome by now. "Hello! Ms.Vixen!, I heard people calling you that!!!", That dumb always getting on my nerves. Ignoring his smirk "Yeah! Mr.Devil! No!!! Mr.Manwhore!!, Heard from that same people ", I smirked.

His shirt was somewhere on the floor. My eyes dragged slowly over his bare chest. Broad shoulders. Tattoos. Sharp jaw...The kind of body women ruined themselves for. God....He was unfairly beautiful...but sometimes I genuinely hated the kind of man I liked. Peace never followed Ricardo. Blood did. And somehow… It keeps me crawling back to him. I folded my arms slowly while I kept staring at him... Imagining, everyone upstairs was tense. Men were armed. Malachi had practically turned the entire estate into a battlefield waiting for Renz’s arrival.

He invades packs, and the big city filled with humans, in search of his mate, who he later found was being abused. Scarlett Hunter is a human girl, who's considered an orphan. She was adopted by a nice couple, but they became her worst nightmare after producing their children. Scarlett grew up seeing what others couldn't see, which were creatures and living dead. When Scarlett was already of age, she was married off to the person who is known as Devil himself. What would emerge of Scarlett when she realized that those creatures which she always sees around are real, and she's mated to one of them?.

In a haze, Lucifer rode his skateboard. He blinked several times and recited God's names, but anytime he closed his eyes, he vanished. He only sees the naked female having a shower with her eyes closed. Then she opened her eyes and stared at him. Her white skin was being washed, and her face was crimson from the heat of the water. 'No, no, no. Lucifer, you cannot be a pervert. That was a blunder. 'It was just a mistake.' He slapped himself hard to break the trance, and it finally worked.

​Amara held the antique key, its cold, ornate metal a shocking contrast to the high-tech, controlled environment of the Valenti mansion. Emiliano's note—Your fortress within the fortress—was a paradoxical gesture, an admission that even within his absolute control, she required a space that was entirely her own. It was a cold, transactional concession to her humanity.

SCAR'S POV. Red. Then it's black. Who am I? Who am I? What am I? Kill. Kill her. No....stop it stop talking to me. Moonlight? Where are you? It's like loosing control. The darkness slowly evolving. No... stop. Stop it. Who are you Scarlet...? Control. Everything. Control. Scarlet is Scarlet. (Authors mid-note: it's kinda confusing I know. Bit that's the whole deal. To be confused ;) )

[SCARLET] At the Franzel mansion, Scarlet was pissed. She had been expecting her mother to help her with Alfred but it had gone wrong in so many ways. She knew there was nothing she could do to make it happen, so she had to find a way. She hoped to strike a deal with Sandra and get the money, after all, Sandra wasn't the rightful luna of the Marshall pack. "What if I call Sandra?” Scarlet asked herself just before her phone chimed up and a text showed. She was reluctant to open it given the time of day, but she knew she didn’t have any option left.

It was still nighttime, but Scarlett pushed through, “I got this, the path the car drove will lead us back to the mansion.” Scarlett howled and began running towards what I could only hope was the mansion. As she dug her paws into the earth the sound of a helicopter floated in the distance. She skidded to a stop and looked up; her growl was fierce as she began to run again in the direction the helicopter came from. It didn’t take long before the mansion came into view and Ursala was standing at the front door, her face etched with shock as she noticed me. I pushed forward at the same time as Scarlett receded, our transformation was seamless and never broke our stride as I approached the s

The second text pops up right under the first one: **~ Sexy Devil: I can still taste you on my tongue, Rebel. That sweet little whimper you made when I finally took back control… Fuck, I’m hard just thinking about it. You’ve had your fun wrecking the devil. Now it’s my turn. When next I see you, make sure to wear something easy to rip off. ~**