A Journey Of Black And Red Novels & Stories

As he ventured further into this newfound chapter of his life, he discovered the enduring power of hope and resilience, igniting a fiery resolve within him to transform the adversities that had eclipsed his life into a beacon of unwavering strength and promise. Jace's journey towards redemption shall reach a pivotal turning point as he embarks on a challenging path to seek out treatment options in his relentless pursuit of regaining his sight, defying the odds against all obstacles. Throughout his arduous journey, Jace endeavored to reconcile with the strained relationships that had left him grappling with the ghosts of betrayal and abandonment. The path to redemption was wrought with unfore

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Their journey out of the blood moon pack took half of their strengths. It was a large kingdom, and with Cain's few guards protecting them, they managed to pass his territory. The guards stood, immediately they passed the pack property, facing Bryan, Jonson and Jayden in heavy breath. The cloud, devoured by raging darkness, a soon-to-come storm. "This is where our journey ends folks. You can go from here." The head guard announces.

I just stood there, in the secluded road, all alone as the autumn breeze caressed me gently, reaching deep into my soul. I felt like a diaspora, standing there in the strange, dark valley. Suddenly, all the colours that was in the background and melted together in a bland combination. Everything swirled as I stood there, trembling. Something bad was going to happen, I knew it. The colours that melted together, suddenly, started separating, creating a vague form of shades. Red. Black. Brown. Scarlett. It was like witnessing a mighty artwork unfold in front of me. Shades of red, brown and black diademed the canvas, yet not getting mixed together, as if they harboured misogyny.

RED. To be Continued

When we finally broke apart, breathless and dizzy, I was met with the fierce determination in their eyes. "We will come back to you, love and with answers," Jayden whispered, his thumb caressing my cheek. With one last lingering touch, a promise exchanged through locked gazes, they turned towards their awaiting warriors, and the journey to uncover the mysteries of the Black Fang territory began. The powerful roars of the SUV engines echoed across the courtyard, gradually fading as the convoy drove away, leaving behind a deafening silence. I stood still, my heart heavy, watching the dust clouds that marked their exit. My thoughts swirled, torn between fear and hope. Clasping my hands together

Rebecca looked up at him again. “Yes.” His smile softened. “Then you’ll be fine.” Outside the window, the first lanterns of the festival clearing flickered to life. The celebration was almost ready to begin. But neither of them realized that far beyond the forest… Three very different journeys were already moving toward them. Two fueled by greed. The other by jealousy. And all paths would soon lead straight to the Black Moon Territory.

Red let those magical braids unbutton the tight leather trousers and peel them down. Red still had a few bruises and scars from her recent scuffles, but Jane saw no flaws. All she saw was the perfect warrior's body, adorned by a noble, one-eyed face. Jane chewed softly on her bottom lip, waiting for Red to come to her. She didn't have to wait long. Red sat on the side of the bed, placing her hand on Jane's ankle, slowly drawing it up one leg past Jane's satisfied sex and up to her stomach. Jane giggled, making Red smile. The redhead leaned in and kissed her lover's bellybutton, running her tongue around that soft skin. She felt Jane playing with her red curls as she kissed each of the girl's

Even so, right that moment, I was so sure that the person walking towards me was him. His hair was red and ponytailed. He has three piercings in the right ear and has a tattooed symbol at his left temple down to his cheek. He was wearing a black cloak tainted with a lot if red stains, which I'm sure is blood. The thought of whose blood is it terrifies me. By the way he looks, he obviously just came from a war. But why did he make it here? Does that mean... No. It can't be. Red smoke went out from my necklace. The next second, Raja's growl echoed in the whole palace. His tail surrounded me in a protective stance.

And these were the consequences of Jasper – a drugged, high flying Jasper. High flying with Emmet and having fun, honeyed secrets whispered through blurred lights and a bleeding sunset. These were Jasper’s consequences. These were Red_Two’s consequences. Consequences that he had foisted onto others, consequences that millions would have to suffer from. Jasper swallowed down air, throat dry from his crying and screaming. He took a slow breath, opened his eyes, and saw black. He was going to go now. Maybe he would dream.