Novel & Cerita Infinite Reds

I asked the ghost after her emotional moment with Mimi, and she pointed something at the 4r-size picture in my hold. “Look at this faint human figure here, like a shadow near you. It’s me, Syd. Look at that closely. It's red! And I am wearing red. See? It’s me! The camera caught me as a ghost!” She said excitedly, and I did see what she meant. “Woah!” I let out in amazement, looking at it, as it’s truly amazing. It’s her, indeed.

Zoya cuts him off angrily "Mr. Aditya Hooda, mind your language and three years ago I already proved that my Rudra was not guilty. Did you forget?" To which Aditya replies with gritted teeth "How can I forget that, three years ago, first your fiancé then you, both ruined my happiness but looks like you forgot what I told you outside the courtroom." Zoya reminisces Aditya's words 'If you meet me again then I will ruin you.' Which Aditya completes "As whatever you saw was my love but my hatred is much more Limitless than my love." Zoya was about to say when her phone rings, she attends the call and soon she starts to get pale.

I was so hurt and even though I was trying not to cry, tears kept flowing down my face. I blew my nose and wiped my tears with tissue repeatedly. “I hate you so much Aziel Walkers. I hate you.” I buried my face into my pillow as I continued to sob uncontrollably. I hated that I was crying so much and couldn’t even do anything to stop it. I hated that my hormones had suddenly turned me into a crybaby that cried at the slightest inconvenience. There was a sudden knock on my door. “Red, it’s me.” I heard his annoying voice say.

He had seen many gold diggers in the past—women who pretended to come from wealthy families until they were exposed after he ran background checks on them. Linda could easily be one of them, trying to get his attention—especially now that she was pregnant and might be looking for a way out. He picked up his phone from the left side of his table and called Frank. This was Frank’s specialty, and he did it well. This wasn’t the first time Charles had called him for this kind of job, and Frank always delivered. “Hello, Frank,” he said as Frank answered the call. “I’m fine, Mr. Charles,” Frank replied.

I scoffed quietly. The same words, the same actions, the same expression. Blood poured from below her belly, staining the seat of my Ferrari. "Madeline! Please hold on, it's a red light!" Madeline clutched her belly, her voice rising in a sharp, piercing tone. "Matt, are you trying to kill me? You've got to run the red light! I can't take it anymore!" I twirled my finger absentmindedly on the steering wheel. "Madeline, running the red light is illegal and I'll get a fine. We should be good citizens, right?"

I was able to control my anger, more like Seraphina’s anger. “Hey Remi, who’s your new friend?” The red head asked as she hung off of MY mate. “This is Riley RedFang. Riley, this is my brother, Rylen and his girlfriend, Stephanie.” Remi introduced. “RedFang? As in RedFang Defense?” Rylen asked. “The one and only, my dad is the head honcho.” I smirked. “WOW!” Remi said with wide eyes. “A real badass?” She said in awe. I shrugged at her.

Her gaze glazed into emptiness, he passed his hand over them, closing them eternally. His heartbeat was out of rhythm, and a knot formed in his throat. The rain intensified around him, and he saw the water turning red with his mother's blood. With trembling hands he held the inert body in his arms, and the promise he had just made echoed in his mind. "I cannot see her married to my best friend.... Not when she holds, like a hostage, my heart," he whispered into the thick, dark night. He could never break his promise.

This is Federal Earth, the Academy of Superhuman, the dormitory of student, Ryan Smith. "Dear Ryan, late at night tonight, I'm waiting for you in the small forest behind the college, I... want to date with you!" Looking at the text message in his mobile phone, Ryan felt the ambiguous hint from his childhood sweetheart Vina, he was not only not surprised and excited, but on the contrary his eyes were cold, and he was very angry in his heart! "Bastard, still want to be like the last life, deceive me to the small forest, drink the poison wine that you prepared, just to get my 'Extreme Cold Crystal'?"

Would he show his figure? Would people be aware of his existence? Would the secrets and crimes that he had committed be unraveled? That person, can she melt the cold heart? Which would he choose? Hatred and vengeful past or love and their future? This red thread, still remembering their souls to each other.