Code Red Books Novels & Stories

Andrew gasps as he takes in the interior. Flavor, is a Middle Eastern restaurant located in downtown New York and I’ve been going here ever since my law school days and Aaliyah since her paralegal school days. It's warm cozy interior shines with decorative gold lamps hanging from the ceiling in various places across the restaurant. The walls are painted a shade of rich burgundy and beautiful Middle Eastern art hangs on the walls along with plates painted with various designs. Each table has a colorful candle that is lighted by your server once you take your seat and the chairs are dark orange leather sofas with soft colorful cushions.

They are quiet the whole time. The spacious library filled with towering bookshelves welcomed the Reds. No one was there except from them and the old lady in the counter. Lead by Silas, they went to the furthest part of the library where the oldest books are found. Silas and Saint grabbed two books and brought it with them to a room exclusive only for Royals like them. "To start, we will study first the history of Red Woods," Silas stared at the three guys in front of him.

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

All of the books in this section were pay books and Steven told her that these books were sealed just like their special technique books so they must be similar. When Cassy asked him to show her which symbols were associated with which flames he complied and when she asked him why he thought there were no books on white, black, silver and purple flames he told her that it was probably because they didn't normally appear until higher levels. When Cassy saw the prices of these books she sighed and asked Steven if he wanted to go look for him because the cheapest book in that section was worth 1 500 credits and it was a sealed book for the yellow flame that she didn't have access to at the mome

Out of all the books he had organized, it was the only one that didn't look so worn out. Near... SKALLIET I'M GOING TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL... Its large uppercase letters occupied a significant part of the book, its red color appearing beneath some spaces of the burnt and withered rose, arousing curiosity just like its name.

RED ROSES……. RED ROSES…….. This word was ringing in Alex’s ears, and finally, he got the password of Rose’s laptop.

Oscar gave a stern warning. “You need to balance your books and I have given you a solution. You shouldn’t concern yourself with other things” he added then walked over to Celine. “I see you’re learning fast” Oscar complimented her. She just gave a soft smile. She cannot look at Oscar straight in the eye. “It’s the least I could do. I don’t know how else can I help him” she said honestly. “Are you familiar with Brent Hardwood or Clarence Finn’s works?” did she hear him correctly?

Tresh responded decisively, ending the discussion. The following day, Amaya found Red in the lounge again. “Hey Doc, I realised that we started on the wrong foot yesterday. These are for you,” he said giving her a bunch of roses. “Good afternoon, Mr Red. I appreciate the gesture but I think your mother would appreciate those more than me,” Amaya responded, leaving the lounge without taking the roses. Red chuckled, shaking his head “She really does not dig me, your girl.” “Don’t worry about her,” Tresh said dismissively but irritated with Amaya. Red was trying to be friendly but Amaya was just rude to him.

And to my astonishment, the lock clicked open, revealing the secrets concealed within. Eagerly, I reached inside the safe and retrieved the file that had caused so much turmoil in my life. My hands trembled with a mix of anticipation and fear as I leafed through its contents, my eyes scanning the words and symbols that confirmed its significance. The repetition of "VH14" throughout the pages confirmed that I had indeed found what I had been searching for.

“You’re one extraordinary person, Aya. You’re scared of ghosts, but when you saw the snake, you did not even scream.” I took the bottle again and poured a little into our glasses, hoping it would warm our bodies. “You did miss me,” Red said, pulling the bench to the center and sitting down. “Miss you, when?” I asked, giving him the glass. Red sipped the liquor and placed the glass on the railing. “When I went on a business trip.” “I did not,” I lied. “You did!” He smirked, showing me the drawing pad. “You wrote it here.”