Book Red Dawn Novels & Stories

I said. "We will Fer, we are finally getting our chance. We are gonna make it," Rebel said. "Come on now, don't make me emotional. Time for group hug," Mike said almost emotional and all embarrassed for being the emotional one. He is not not emotional but atleast more sensitive than others.

"Whatever happens tonight, kill every Sinaloa Cartel member you find." A chorus of “Yes, boss” echoed through the room as we prepped for the inevitable bloodshed. V issued the same orders to his crew. The room buzzed with anticipation, guns and ammo being loaded in a deadly rhythm. Suddenly, I felt a warm breath against my ear. Ruby was standing right beside me, her voice a soft whisper. "That’s a pretty gun." I barely suppressed a shiver as her fingers trailed along my waist, reaching for my Ed Brown 1911. I grabbed her wrist, stopping her just in time.

"However, I will need something in return." "Name it." "I will need the blood of the child’s mother as a connection to it." "Take it." Snapping my gaze from Edward, I watched as Leah made her way towards us. Her blue hair was a wild mess and her eyes glowed an odd red, giving her a totally different feel from usual. What in the world happened to her? "You need my blood?" Leah asked, stopping in front of Edward. "Take it." Before Edward could respond, Leah extended a claw and placed it against her arm. Digging it deep into her skin and yanking it, she created a deep cut that began to openly bleed onto the table in front of Edward.

Chapter 22 Dawn awoke to sunlight in her room the following day. She sat up, stretched, and upon glancing at her nightstand, spotted the bottle. Recalling something, she jumped up, got dressed, and tucked the bottle into the back pocket of her blue jeans. She donned a red t-shirt, black hoodie, and black shoes before departing the room and descending the stairs. Upon reaching the downstairs area, she headed towards the front and found her mother reading a book in the living room. “Hey mom, is dad around?” Dawn asked.

Dawn’s friends were surprised when she stopped at Red Ribbon. It is a famous bakeshop in the Philippines. It already has several branches nationwide, as well as in the other countries. “Eh? Is there an occasion, Dawn?” Valerie asked her. “Not really..” “Ah.. Okay.. See you tomorrow then!” “Yeah.. see you..” She bid them farewell. She went inside the bakeshop and looked around. There were plenty of delicious-looking cakes behind the glass.

Kael found me on the ridge, watching the fires below. “You did good,” he said. “I’m tired of doing good,” I said. “Good,” he said. “Means you’re not done.” Kade joined us. He didn’t say anything. Just stood beside me. The sun rose over Redwood. Red and gold. Clean. Book 2 ended not with a war won, but with a choice made. And for the first time, the pack chose to stay.

The eastern horizon bled with a crimson glow as Dawnspire stood tall against the morning mist, its white stone towers catching the first rays of sunlight. From afar, it looked like a jewel untouched by war. Up close, however, banners of black and crimson flapped in the wind, signaling the coming clash.

" Cassius turned to look at her. "What if I asked you to have dinner with me? Would you say yes?" Smiling, she pulled the blanket over herself and settled back into her seat. "Ask me again after we land. And after I've had some sleep." Cassius laughed softly. Then he leaned back beside her. Outside the window, the sunlight was warm and bright. From this day forward, the skies ahead would be clear. For Sheila, her new life was only just beginning.

The next morning I woke up bright and early so I could get everything ready for the trip home. I finally decided to read the message I had received last night. This only further confused me, does he think it’s ok to be ice cold one minute then try to apologize the next? I really could use a strong drink and it's not even noon yet. I met Logan in the lobby before the car arrived to take us to the airport. Logan of course looked great but I didn’t let it affect me.

“Ryan!” Ryan jumped upright at the bark of his name. “Yes, Alpha?” “I need you to call border control,” Damon barked. “Make sure they lock down the perimeter. Every crossing point between Redwind and Stormdawn gets an armed patrol. I want no one leaving or entering without my authorization. Also, send teams into Stormdawn, do that quietly. I want eyes inside and if Aiden already made it across and chose the pack of his lover then I want him dragged back here in chains.”