Novel & Cerita Big Red The Book

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too."

"What primitive anomaly exists inside Chika Whitmore that forces your command to cancel a modern infrastructure project worth a hundred billion territory resources? Do your accountants no longer prioritize profit? That is raw territorial asset expansion you are throwing into the dirt!" Her absolute fixation on material gain reminded Ronan instantly of Lady Blackwell’s cold, lifeless ledger books. Freda let out a sharp, mocking bark. "You are sacrificing an empire for an asset that already belongs to the Afolayan executioner, Ronan Blackwell. Has your wolf completely lost its sanity to a delusion?"

I scoffed quietly. The same words, the same actions, the same expression. Blood poured from below her belly, staining the seat of my Ferrari. "Madeline! Please hold on, it's a red light!" Madeline clutched her belly, her voice rising in a sharp, piercing tone. "Matt, are you trying to kill me? You've got to run the red light! I can't take it anymore!" I twirled my finger absentmindedly on the steering wheel. "Madeline, running the red light is illegal and I'll get a fine. We should be good citizens, right?"

Why wasn’t my childhood as easy as others’? I feel like my life is a book or movie that people are watching or reading. It is full of drama and complications more than the telenovelas I used to watch. Sometimes I wish I was a character in a movie or book, at least that way I would get a happy ending like the books I read. I remember reading a book series called Chasing Red and Always Red by Isabelle Ronin. That book was addictive that I had lost count of how many times I read it, I got lost in it, I even wished I was living the character’s life instead of my own.

She raised her hand and with her index finger she brushed the books, reading their titles. There were some that said "satanic pacts" others like "the call of the devil" "the forest and its hidden side" "small town legends" "werewolves and the full moon" and the last one said "Wisconsin Cases". Camila took out that last one, the book was big, it had a red cover with the image of the town itself. But that image was in black and white, as if it was taken years ago.

“I officially hate him.” I looked down at the book in my hands, my fingers tracing the worn leather cover as I stared at the silver wolf carved into the center. Beneath it were three faded golden words that seemed almost too fitting for the place I was in. Blood. Beasts. Bonds. I swallowed and carried the book over to the nearest table, where Rigina dropped into a chair with a tired groan before pulling the book toward her. “Let’s get this over with before that idiot comes back and finds another reason to insult you.”

She let out. “Who knew there was something called the valedictorian?” Ashley had pulled closer to me, eyes shifting off the screen onto my figure. “What about our husbands?” Another voice followed. “What gets them going?” The speaker questioned. “This” And then came another slideshow, with the image of two figures popping up. “Men love the doggy” “If that doesn’t work on them, I believe the cowgirl would” “And while you take your territory on his body, I need you ladies to ride like your life depended on it”

I typed a quick reply, "Yes, see you soon." ~★~ I breathed in the crisp autumn air, the leaves on the trees had turned golden and orange, and the sky was a brilliant blue. I made my way to the coffee shop, enjoying the crispness of the weather and the sounds of the city. Bella was waiting for me at a small table by the window, a steaming cup of coffee in front of her. "How was it?" she asked as I sat down. "What did old man Fred say about your new piece?"

_ At least it'll be quick," growled Till in the young Alpha's mind. Harry cracked his neck, tilting his head quickly to either side. Then he let out a heart-rending howl to make way for his wolf. The rogue, who until then had still felt confident, recoiled. Of course, he knew the Red Moon Alpha had to be bigger than average. Of course, he knew that the Red Moon pack had a reputation for being combat-oriented. But he'd never have believed such a young wolf could have reached such an imposing size. The red wolf towered over the rogue by a good three heads. He was so tall and imposing that his shadow covered the rogue's body completely and stretched out even further, far behind him. It looked l

She tried to make contact with it, but it was as if there was a barrier. She couldn't get through. It amazed her, the warm energy told her it was not a spirit, in the sense of a lost soul. Cold was fear, but that energy was warm. She felt it tingle. It disappeared again. Maddie walked on to the library. Rodolf was among the piles of books, reading on his laptop. Raven stood high on a ladder, leafing through the books. He tried to read the titles of the books with his head to the side.