Chasing Red Isabelle Ronin 소설 & 이야기

I looked perfect. My red hair was shining bright. It was like she enhanced it. "Omg sweetheart you look beautiful." Isabella said from behind me. I looked up to her dressed in a beautiful red gown and Chasity was next to her. They both had red Gowns on. It was a ball it seemed like.

As my legs drop to my knees, I rest her head on my lap. Fortunately, she's breathing. There's a white note in the grip of her tight fist. I slowly pull out the note, drenched in water, bringing it closer to my eyes, and read the bold, black words written as a threat. “Hailey Randle, the incredible hunter, or should I call you Aria Ezell? You disguised yourself and entered the Wolves Academy. Too bad, nothing goes past my eyes. Here's some good news…Let's just make a deal. I want the Red Ruby for myself, not for my father. Before he gets his hands on the ruby, find it for me, and I'll keep your secret safe. I know you want to meet me to avenge your brother. Yes, I killed that poor guy. If you

A piece she wore often—and had died wearing. My voice was flat. “She wanted to shake me.” “She wanted to manipulate you,” Ronan corrected. “To remind you of her bloodline and that she’s the only one who can calm the rage you have. Or used to.” I stood slowly, my body too still, too cold. “Isabella’s been in service since my mother’s court, she’s Natalie’s sister for fuck sake. I brought her here thinking she was someone I could trust.” “She’s not,” Ronan said, unflinching.

a sharp voice sliced through the trees. Isabelle Reed stepped out from behind a jagged rock. She wasn't in wolf form. She wore hunting leathers, her face a mask of cold, calculated rage. In her hands, she gripped a heavy, black crossbow. The bolt notched in the groove glittered with a dull, sickly grey. Silver-tipped. "Accidents happen in the Great Hunt, human," Isabelle hissed. "A stray bolt. A tragic end for the pretender." Samuel backed away, his heel catching on a root. "Adrian will kill you for this."

“Adrian… wait for me. I will come back. I will finish what I started. Cecilia will die screaming. Hope will disappear. And you… you will finally be mine.” In the filthy darkness of the cell, surrounded by the snores and whimpers of broken women, Isabel Chen smiled. Her escape was already in motion. And when she got out, the bloodshed would be glorious.

gripped my clutch so tight my fingers ached. Cameras flashed nonstop, catching Sebastian’s face in perfect focus. His smile was effortless, his stride confident. Everyone’s eyes were on him. And me? Invisible. “Mr. Banks, over here,” someone called. He didn’t bother turning. I fell into step behind him, heels clicking softly against marble. “Sebastian,” I said, hoping for even the smallest acknowledgment. “The Huang Group asked if you’d meet them tomorrow.”

Then, trading her sword for poison hands, she used her hands to grab his hair, which immediately withered. Now, Kayne was bald, yet still good-looking; his reputation as the face of the game wasn't for show. The bright tattoos on his body became even brighter, and the moment his eyes turned red, a laser beam shot out. Isabelle's character was unable to dodge on time, and her health bar was reduced even more. Her opponent, on the other hand, having lost his hair, had more than half of his health gone. This to her was a sort of improvement.

Relief seeped in, thin but real. I whispered to the empty room, “I will lure Dante. He will teach me how to use the gun properly. Elena and Josh are enemies now. Nana is my only true ally.” The words felt like armor clicking into place. I lost myself in the work. Hours blurred. The moon shifted across the floor. My split lip scabbed over. The orange juice stain on my tank top itched, but I ignored it. The door opened without a knock. Isabela stepped in, heels clicking like gunshots on marble. She wore a silk robe the color of fresh blood, loosely tied, hair perfect even at this hour. Her eyes swept over me disheveled, stained, hunched over the laptop like a feral thing.

The air was thick with the copper tang of blood and the sharp musk of rage. Thane moved like a shadow through the chaos, carving a path straight toward them. “Get her out!” Rex barked. Isabella twisted in Ash’s grip. “No! Rex—” A Redcliff wolf slammed into Ash, knocking him back. Isabella stumbled, heart slamming in her chest and suddenly she was exposed. Thane was there in a blink. His hand closed around her arm, fingers like steel. “You should have chosen me.” Rex felt it like a knife through his spine.

"I hate bullies. People like her think that they can just talk to people any way they like just because they can. I have been in that waitress situation before and I can tell you it is a horrible situation to be in. If I'm going to Hurt anyone, it should be someone like her. Anyways, am I going to sit here and answer your questions or are we going to continue with vampirism 101 lessons?" Samson grinned at her as he stood up."Continue" he replied. "Definitely continue with the lessons" Isabella went into the rest room first. There was another Lady in there with the red head who was furiously cleaning up her gown with a towel and cursing as she did it. "Such a stupid clumsy girl" she muttered