Erza Scarlet Manga Novels & Stories

Zach coughed while touching his neck, which was red and bruised from Azar's grip. “Scarlet, stop doing pointless things. Red Magic Tower needs you. There are still many lives that are struggling to live! Save them! This is an order!” Azar snapped at Scarlet. Scarlet nodded weakly. “I obeyed your orders, vice-leader. Let me take care of Merlot's body," said Scarlet as she carried Merlot's body on the flying stretcher she had brought. She and his team then walked away. Azar stood up, then stretched out his hand to help Prince Zach up.

Because I never want to see this dreary image of Ryan again. He must be a bright light, not a gloomy darkness. ... Erza POV: It's been a while since I woke up. At first, when I opened my eyes, my body was covered with tape. The limbs and many parts of the body were severely damaged, with some broken and broken places, and toxins had also penetrated the internal organs. Clara told me I carry nine dead parts, only one living part. Lucky for me, I met a talented person. But I didn't expect the old friend Clara mentioned earlier to be Caser.

“I’m 16." Elisa rolled her eyes in frustration. “I’m being serious!” Scarlet raised an eyebrow. “I’m 28. Nine years older than you.” As expected, even their ages matched! Elisa inhaled sharply. With no one else around, she reached out to lift Scarlet’s shirt. Elisa vividly remembered a terrifying scar across her cellmate’s stomach—a penetrating wound. As she lifted the fabric, Scarlet’s abdomen was revealed. It was taut and muscular, with beautifully defined abs and smooth lines that exuded the strength of years of rigorous training. Her sculpted physique carried a bold, untamed feminine allure.

Massimo mumbled, gritting his teeth. But Scarlet doesn't care about what she heard. She just grinned and was about to leave when she stopped. “Massimo, if I cannot have you, then it's better if you die!” Scarlet exclaimed. After that, she transformed into her wolf form to escape the warriors. “Get her!” Massimo uttered, making her warriors chase the runaway Scarlet. I was still standing in the same direction, while looking at Scarlet. She already vanished from my sight, but the fear in my heart remained. I couldn't look at Massimo.

Her clothes were torn and there were claw marks and bite wounds all over her, the worst of which was a claw mark that traveled from her left collarbone to her right hip. Luckily it didn’t appear too deep, and someone had soaked it with a herb poultice, as if to help it heal. " I will help you." Scar said as she muttered some words placing her hand on the wound , she looked at it but her chants weren't doing justice. She repeated again and again before Hazel told her to stop

The strange thing was that she wasn't doing anything but was just standing before me with her eyes closed. “Scar… let... what are you doing?” I managed to ask, I could stop her, yeah she can’t overpower but my wolf and I can't bear to hurt a hair on her. “Scarlet?” I called again and this time she finally opened her eyes staring deadly at me, her eye's color wasn't the same, it was all white, and shortly her hair also began turning white. "How dare you mark me without my permission!" Her voice was now a bit intense.

“You’re being ridiculous. Shifters can’t influence your mind like that.” Martina’s hand moved too quickly for Claire to realize what was happening or block it. A second later, she felt the sting of her mom’s hand against her scarred cheek, which caused a flare of pain through her. It was worse because of the hypersensitive skin, and she cupped her cheek as she reared back, scooting to the left since she couldn’t go any farther backward with the cabinet and sink blocking her in. “What’s wrong with you?”

Another arrow lodges itself into my side and I grunt from the pain but until Scarlett’s light groan tells me she’s still alive, I acknowledge nothing. My fangs retreat and I watch as the skin that’s been torn to form holes on Scarlett’s skin reach for each other, and they stitch themselves. The next arrow that comes is stopped, caught directly in the grip of my palm. The budding heat of anger flows through me. An anger that has me seeing nothing but red. Gleaming scarlet red. A chilling heat spreads through my bones and I feel time slow itself as my eyes become filled with a light. A malevolent scarlet light.

They fought tooth and nail as if it was some type of morbid dance between two opposite forces until eventually overcoming what used to stand in front: they defeated them again…or so thought those remaining few who chose life over death. Still panting heavily amid the ruins left behind due devastation caused by Miss Bulwark (*as referred lovingly by Lovato*), both daredevils embraced at last after such intense battle; relieved - although bruised & battered (mostly mentally!)-that also no harm had come upon their little brave soul known as 'Scarlett'. One final thing remained however: The showstopper itself…. A fiery explosion occurred right then when two hearts collide during an affectionate

Scarlett, never having any fire magic, depended entirely on her fighting skills. One of the Hova threw a lance at Pakuri, hitting her in the shoulder and throwing her backward. Then a lot of things happened at the same time. The dark clouds above them began to swirl as lightning rained down from the sky. Scarlett's mind went blank, and all she could see were the Hova's faces, all pale with strange, bright eyes. Energy coursed through her body as the incessant roar of thunder reverberated in her ears, one exploding after the other.