Legend Of The Red Thread Novels & Stories

Legend has it that there is an invisible red thread that connects people to those they are destined to meet. It symbolizes friendship, love, protection; no matter how far apart, they will meet. And fate will be realized. In this world, there are two types of person that you will meet at the of your red string; platonic twin flame- that one person that’s supposed to be your best friend, and a romantic twin flame- the one that’s supposed to make you whole, your other half. The one that will make you complete; the other half of your soul.

Chapter 101: Which Room? VOLUME 3: RANSOMING REDEMPTION Maggie Flynn smiled to herself as she watched the falling snow through the large bay window of the Red Lion Inn. "This is gonna be good," he'd said. While she waited at their table, Bobby had gone to check them in for their overnight stay.

“Take care of him, Sil. Take care of yourself. I love you both and all I ever wanted was to protect the both of you. You have to remember that.” He nodded. “I know, little sis. I know.” “Good.” I smiled and chuckled. Reaching up, I grasped my red thread and with a deep breath, I broke the connection. Nate screamed as he clutched his chest. I ripped the thread from my own chest but I was already so numb, already fading, that I couldn’t feel it. In my hand, my thread hung lip, slightly blowing in an invisible wind. Slowly, I placed the thread on the now shinning golden braid. The beautiful gold sparking and igniting but it took in my red thread, weaving it into its braid. It exploded in a burs

The Nexus awaited their decisions, and the threads of fate trembled with anticipation. As Sasha and Alec delved deeper into the Nexus, the threads of mortal lives intertwined with their every step. Aria, the stardust guide, appeared beside them, her presence shimmering with cosmic significance. "Sasha, Alec," Aria whispered, "within the Nexus, threads are not just stories; they're connections waiting to be formed. The choices you make will resonate through the cosmic web, creating bonds that transcend the limitations of time and space." A new thread, pulsating with an otherworldly glow, caught Alec's attention. It seemed to vibrate with an unspoken story. As he touched it, visions unfolded—a

The only thoughts in my head were those of Pete and how he was going to lose both balance and focus the minute he sets his eyes on me. I had a lacy red slightly below the bum insanely hot dress on with very high silver stiletto heels and of course, lots of silver accessories. Catherine did my makeup as she insisted that I needed to own the show and in her own words, show Pete exactly what he would have missed with his cowardice." I couldn't fathom how she was so quick to attribute Pete's actions to cowardice not like I was going to challenge the statement because, yunno my flawless face-beat was not something I was willing to risk over Catherine's extremely wild temper.

His touch sending sparks down her spine. “Let go!" she yelled, trying to pull her arm free. “No." She struggled in his grasp, trying to break free. “Let go of me.” He chuckled, amused by her attempts to escape his hold. “What do you need, Red? More more?” He asked bringing out a stack of bills from his pocket and throwing it at her. The money hit her chest and fell onto the floor. She wondered how someone could have such a huge amount of cash on them. “Isn’t that what girls like you want? Some extra cash?” He asked.

He asked, taking a seat. I sat down across from him. "Not much. It's just a family of three: my dad, my stepmom, and my stepbrother. My brother is quite young, so he's fine, but his mother is the real problem. She is the literal reincarnation of Lady Tremaine from Cinderella." Hearing that, Russell burst out laughing. "I'm being completely serious!" I insisted, my brow furrowing, which only seemed to crack him up more. "She's an absolute viper, trust me."

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?"

It was something foreign that was poisoning him from within. "Look for his mate bond..." I asked Iris, and she dug into him, taking me along, and then I saw the different threads. There was a faint thread of family, but he had none whom he considered family. I placed my hand on it, and I felt it, the pain and the abandonment, yet there was someone there... he still had family alive. "Focus..." Iris said, and I nodded. "There..." I pointed at a bright white thread. "No, it can´t be... the mate bond is usually red. If blessed looks like a glowing beating heart in a thread..." she mumbled, and I smirked.

I don't know what happened, but I know Ivar is different, not as proud as before and I am curious to know the reasons for this change. As soon as the two were inside the circle, they were enveloped in several electric threads, but it seems they didn't cause physical damage. The red thread appears on Sophia's and Ivar's wrists and it is perfectly visible that they are connected. The thread has several flaws, but it still exists. Its glow is not so intense, but it is definitely strong, because if it weren't, it would have already broken. Sophia raised her hand and looked at the thread, her expression of surprise and enchantment. It was surely the first time she had experienced something like t