Romans & histoires Saving Scarlett

Vitani hurriedly placed her hands on Demetrius' wounds and they quickly closed up. Scarlette screeched and flayed, squirming to get away but she couldn't. Her black scales slowly regained colour and the darkness in her eyes rose out of her eyes, revealing white scales covering them. Her scales disappeared and a single red thread streaked her black wavy hair. With Drix still holding me tight, I walked around Demetrius and took Scarlette's tied hands. How do I heal her?

The whole ballroom was burning in jealousy. Their absolute dream was dancing with someone else, giving all his attention to the woman most of them never liked. However, Scarlett was the only person unaffected by those stares as she was the one dancing. Yet, her motive was never to get married but to hold the relic of her mother. And while moving one step ahead to get what she wished for, Scar also gets to know something else. His odour, which did not belong to him when those two nights she was with him!

' Scarlett shuddered in fright and quickly said, "Steve, I suddenly remembered I still have something to do. I should get going first." "Hm? Didn't Hannah just bring you here? What could you possibly have to do?" Ray said as he deliberately reached out as if to grab her. Scarlett nearly died of fright and immediately bolted out the door. It wasn't that she was afraid of sleeping with Ray. She was afraid of being used for free. Before the apocalypse, she charged a thousand dollars per session. No freeloading allowed. After Scarlett fled, Ray couldn't help laughing out loud. That woman would probably run back to Hannah and stir up trouble, wouldn't she?

Chapter 7 Raul’ s POV Far be it from me to deny Scarlett what she wants, so when she started panting, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me”, I had to comply. I am, after all, a gentleman. I unbuckle my jeans and start to slide them off as Scarlett, with one of her extended claws, makes my job easier and slices them off. It’s a good thing that she and I started keeping extra clothes at each other’s pack houses because of this very thing.

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. She would need Leonardo’s men to assist her but she had to conduct this plan without Leonardo finding out that she needed her own men who were answerable to only her. The type of men that could keep secrets even if they were tortured into spilling it. Scarlet stepped out onto the balcony of the penthouse with these thoughts running through her mind. the warm desert air enveloping her as she gazed out at the dazzling cityscape of Las Vegas. The Strip stretched out befo

[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.

Scarlet asked the two bodyguards. “We didn't even notice that he left, Miss Scarlet. We're sorry…” Scarlet messed up her hair, nothing will happen if she gets angry with the two bodyguards because that won't help in finding Amber. When they arrived at the resort, Scarlet immediately saw Stephen busy talking to the rescue team while he was also talking to someone on his phone. “Uncle Stephen!” Scarlet shouted. Stephen immediately turned to her, Scarlet hugged Stephen and cried. "I'm sorry..." she cried.

Holding a bottle of champagne in her hand, Scarlett danced on the floor, swaying her hips on symphony. “Finally, Stacy is out of the picture!” She cheered loudly. “That wench dared to disrespect me.” Despite the lively atmosphere, the scarred man sat calmly on the sofa, his attention focused on the laptop screen. Overwhelmed with glee, Scarlett didn’t mind his behavior and spoke excitedly. “All thanks to your help, I was able to get rid of that lowly rogue wolf. I have no regrets marrying Jessica to Damon.” Scarlett raised the bottle to her lips and gulped down the champagne at a record speed. She shook her head and growled.

“Scarlett! With the amount of silver that is in your blood, it will make you a permanent human within the week and there is a possibility that it could cause you to have a miscarriage...” “How?? No, that’s okay. I know how! Thank you, Teresa.” I walk away from them even though I could see Teresa had a little more to say, but there was someone I needed to talk to first. I head to Theodore’s room and knock on the door. It isn’t long before Theodore answers it, “Hey Scar, what can I do for you?” “Um... I was wondering if I could talk to Tina? Please?” “Sure, come on in, Tina! Scarlett is here to see you.”