Code Red Books Novels & Stories

Someone had broken the lock. He immediately opened the drawer and fished through the various papers that were stocked in it, when a specific paper caught his eyes. More likely a picture. He gently grabbed the picture and what he saw made his blood boil. It was a picture of Lily and Rose laughing together. To be honest it was a very lovely picture. What made his blood boil was the Red Cross drawn over it with a marker. Dante knew what this meant. Whoever it was, he knew about the girls.

I was almost skipping around the store on my toes, my veins pumping with adrenaline and an unnerving excitement that made me so restless as I looked through the books. The minute I reached got to the next Aisle and reached for the Red Kingdom series; The Rise Of The Red Kingdom, The Fall of the Red Kingdom, and Fire and Ice, I felt it again. And this time, it was more intense. It felt like someone was drilling holes into my back with their eyes, causing goosebumps to sprout on my skin. My muscles locked and my hand was almost giving away the pile of books in my hands.

Scarlett struggled, wanting to keep playing it, but I was stronger than her, and she couldn't resist. In the end, tears streamed down her face. Her gaze was lost in a void as she quietly pleaded, "Dr. Garrison, let me play it. It's alright. There's nothing more shameful than being his mistress." I sighed deeply. "You don't have to play it. Everyone believes you." Scarlett turned around to find Stanley's face dark with a terrifying fury. I said, "Dr. Wright, Dr. Palmer is responsible for workplace sexual harassment and the illegal sale of hospital equipment. I hope you will investigate this thoroughly."

"That's makes sense." I follow him down a corridor with black painted walls and a red carpet until we get to a black door with the name MARCUS printed on it. Nathan knocks then opens the door and we walk in. Inside is a large dark wood desk in the centre and two black couches facing each other on the right side of the room. A low coffee table sits between the couches that matches the desk. The walls are grey and the floor is black wood that looks so clean you could eat off it. Another black door is on the left side of the room that leads to god knows where and next to the door is a dark wood chest of drawers.

"Really? You found some?" Prince Ron nodded. "Look." He placed all four books on the bed. Each one was a different colour, Red, Blue, Purple and White.

THE ALPHA BOOK Clara was a little surprised but she was still sure that Crystal couldn't be the princess because it was not possible! While Ramos opened the Alpha book and without even allowing Crystal to say anything, he kept her hand in the book, making everyone curious about the truth. They knew the Alpha book was the most powerful proof as only the alpha bloodline reveals the blood red colour in the book while all the other Wolves get yellow color. "Ramos_" "Shh." Seeing Crystal hesitating a bit, Ramos glared at her to stay still. Seeing his cold eyes, Crystal didn't dare to make any tiny noise or love her hand as everyone's eyes were stuck on that page and her hand.

“I saw Vespera. She was with Ravindra.” Caroline’s hand paused midair. For a split second, her polished composure cracked. Her eyes narrowed, flashing with a momentary flicker of alarm before she masked it with a sneer. “So? The little mouse found a new hole to hide in. Why do you care? You should be happy she’s someone else’s problem now.” “She didn’t look like a mouse, Caroline,” Randell growled, stopping in front of her. His jaw tightened. “She looked… different. And Ravindra called her ‘V.’ He said she’s the one holding the tech for the merger.”

His hands finally came up from under the counter and clutched in its grip was a book–brown covered and without a speck of dust. “A cheque book?" I asked, arching a brow as I tilted my head. “You want to give me a cheque? I appreciate the thought, Ger Bear, but you know I ain't allowed in the back. You know what happened the last time I went there.” "It's not a cheque book,” Gerald mumbled before sliding it across the counter to me. "It's a spell book. One that can be used to summon the demon lord, Anakin.” I stood still, my fingers grazing the cover. "A spell book?” I asked and Gerald nodded. A strained laugh tore out of my lips. "Tell me you're joking, Gerald.”

I placed my hand on the cold knob, and it creaked open under my push, revealing a library. Dust floated in the amber light coming from a chandelier, the scent of old paper surrounded me like an embrace. Shelves towered on all sides, cracked and faded with a variety of books. My fingers drifted along the titles crested in the rectangular back of the books, then something caught my eye—a red hardback, its cover smooth and untouched. The title was etched in gold: LEGACY OF THE CROSS.

Gray looks like the type of werewolf to lose his cool and rip my head clean of the shoulder, he is definitely buff enough to do it. He smirks at me, “There is some fire in there, guess it only comes out when Ray is present.” “What is that supposed to mean,” Ray and I say at the same time again. We both glance at each other and I quickly look away, my face turning red with embarrassment. Gray glances at the both of us, “Need I say more?”