Infinite Reds Novels & Stories

, Lilly said as she waved to me. On my way down to the garage I was thinking of something special I could do to impress Miss Peters. My phone vibrated in my pocket but I ignored it for the moment. When I got to the car that was waiting for me I pulled my phone out. I had two messages, one from a number I hated seeing and the other from Miss Peters. I decided to read the one I dreaded first... Mr. McAlister, We need you in Brazil in two weeks for a new shipment. Reply with a yes to confirm you will be here.

The Red Rave's car was armored, so the security decided to stay inside it and prepare to leave as soon as possible. The armor was not enough to calm Darren and Kath, who embraced each other and cried, terrified, living the materialization of the nightmare that had haunted them once. It also did not deter Timothy, who pounded the bodywork, hit the windows with the revolver, after firing two shots at the front window and discovering the protection.

TYSON The moment I see Maddie jump toward Rachel; I know it's Infinity up front and in control. Her eyes are glowing a bright green-gold-yellow and the angry expression is one I don’t think I’ve ever seen on Maddie’s face before. Plus, I can’t smell her on the wind like I can my Rose. I launch forward when I see Rachel’s eyes unfocus in that split second when Infinity lands on her back, knowing I’ll only have a moment to attack with Infinity’s distraction. What I’m not expecting is Infinity to kill Rachel in that moment. I know Infinity is an ancient wolf spirit, she’s fast on her feet and I know she’s killed in her past lives, but to see the blood of a kill on my sweet, baby Maddie’s hands,

giggled the woman "Never mind Mita, do your job well!" "As you wish ma'am!" Mita, a neurologist who Cally trusts, has made modifications to humans several times. Making them robots for Cally that he guessed, the ones that were modified were the ones who must have harassed Cally's head. Strange indeed, Mita admits that her friend's madness since college, in the medical world, genius madly has only a few differences. Mita looked at the young man in front of her with pity, she was wrong to have woken a sleeping tiger from its cage. Mita starts injecting some fluid into her body. then began to mutate the man's mind from the screen of his laptop monitor

" it was made for me, what is this legend, I want to know." "The legend states that those who are united by this red thread are destined to become soul mates and will live an important story, no matter how much time passes or circumstances they encounter in life. The red thread can tangle, stretch, tighten or wear out, but never break; your destiny is and always will be to be together, never doubt it, and have faith in each other." Seeing this bracelet again, that memory came back to my mind, as if it was yesterday. END FLASHBACK

“What is this place?” I jumped off the horse to get a better look at the breathtaking view of the paradise we were currently in. I heard everyone gasp in awe as they entered the portal. We were on concrete pavement and it was leading to a stunning white palace ahead. It was three times bigger and extravagant than that of Queen Morrigan's palace. Looking from afar, everything was painted in white and the windows seemed to be made of dazzling gold. What kind of people are living here? Or are they even people? This place is terrifically marvelous. I badly wanted to ask the horses since they're the one who brought us here. But it won't make sense since I don't understand them. I wonder if Namir

"Kaelen, move!" But Kaelen was too slow; his legs were becoming mere sketches, losing their traction on the ruled lines. The red ink splashed across his chest. He didn't scream. Instead, he simply... vanished. Where Kaelen had been standing, there was now only a giant, red strike-through. A horizontal line of ink that hummed with the power of an absolute 'No.' "PAPA!" Mina shrieked, lunging toward the red line. "Don't touch it!" Philip cried, pulling her back. "That's a Permanent Redaction! If you touch the ink, you'll be deleted along with him!"

The words from Lucifer's recent interview are echoing in her mind. Now Red has become an international Brand, Graves is shipping her dresses. The meeting was done by their directors as none of them dared to talk to each other even once and placed the responsibility on someone else. People began to talk about them when they saw Red is identical to his 'dead' Wife but his recent interview cleared any doubt, also, hurting Red. She leaned, staring at her reflection in the mirror, "What am I going to do that will bring nothing but endless chaos to our lives? I am doing the wrong thing by playing with his emotions."

The hundreds of monsters, mere moments ago a tide of relentless fury, crumpled to the ground, their bodies consumed by the red energy. "Amazing," Richard breathed, his voice trembling with awe and excitement. He had served alongside me for years, but even he had been kept in the dark about this hidden capability of the towers. The investment in these devices, he realized, had been more than justified. His eyes gleamed with a newfound respect for the power we now wielded. The red beams, though individually weaker than the blue, were far more numerous. Over a hundred crimson rays erupted from each tower, creating a deadly curtain of fire that swept across the battlefield.