Novel Red Novels & Stories

Hi, Purplelites! It’s been a while since the last time we had a talk. And for those who are new to Claiming My Alpha, I welcome you with a warm heart. By the way, I have already started the second book which is entitled Redeeming My Alpha, I know that some might be a bit disappointed with the way things have ended with Claiming My Alpha, but let me just tell you that the fight is not over yet. Just to give you a brief insight about Redeeming My Alpha, it’s a bit of a slow-burn kind of story. But it will give you a deeper knowledge as to what has happened to Purple Hill before the timeline in Claiming my Alpha and continue to the current timeline.

One bottle of red, slightly dusty, aged just enough to make me feel like I had good taste. Back upstairs, I stripped. All the way down. Even the underwear, because honestly, why not? Then, without thinking, I pulled out my comfort shirt. You know the one. Extra large. Faded logo. Torn at the collar. Maybe once belonged to an ex, maybe I bought it at a Goodwill. Who knows? It's mine now. I curled up on my bed, remote in one hand, wine glass in the other. My night was officially on. And nothing says solo comfort like blood, chaos, and Drew Barrymore answering a creepy phone call.

INVESTIGATION DEPARTMENT STATION – DIANA’S POV We gathered around Mr. Douglas, all eyes on the high-tech display glowing on the desk. The image flickered, zooming in on a red dot pulsing over a location. “Our first target is him,” Douglas said. A photo flashed on the screen, a black man with grey eyes, a devilish deep scar at the top of his nose down to his lips. He was the kind of man they could probably describe as villains in a novel.

I wasn't going to let them kill me this way, with those thoughts, I pressed my teeth against my tongue about to commit suicide. But red haired acted faster, she held my mouth, plucking my tongue and placing her finger on my teeth as she said, “ Don't bite. Don't you dare?” “ She wants to die?” Brunette asked, confusion evident in her eyes. “ Why would you want to die?” The blonde asked in confusion, pulling her hands out of my insides and seating up as my toe slid out of her juicy cunt. “ Oh God. That was a nice ride.” She walked up to the spot that the other two were at, she looked at me, sighing as she pushed the rest of them away, “ She's bleeding.”

I hated how steadying it felt. I stepped back before I could think too hard about that. "Just — explain. You said you'd seen this before. What did you mean?" "There's a novel," he said. "About a wolf warrior who enrolls at an academy and starts shifting into a black wolf instead of the rare white wolf she was born with. No one can explain it. Not at first." My pulse spiked. "Who wrote it?" "Sophie Miller, I think." The name hit me like a blow to the chest. The world tilted, sound rushing out of my ears until all I could hear was my own heartbeat, deafening.

“Don’t take my word for it, Ava... but I have a feeling that my family hid something here.” The young woman was filled with anxiety; she longed to know everything that place hid because she knew that Daniel always avoided certain questions, and more importantly... She needed to know if she would find out the reason behind so many red numbers in Interstellar Company.

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We can have our own novel in real life, you can also tell who's your ally and who's the antagonist. In my own novel, I have an antagonist. It's my Dad, the evil antagonist. I have a friend who's my ally and I can share my feelings with them. I can trust them except for my Dad. For now, I couldn't tell how I can end my novel in a way of, full of happiness and laughter. Happy ending they said. I'm still oblivious to what will be the ending of my problematic novel.

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.

Not only did we make it to the end of the case, but we kept our red alive and it's stronger than ever. He pulls me into a hug and I rest my head on his chest, closing my eyes and listening to his heart beat. I know his world isn’t normal, but neither is mine. Hell, the Adair’s don’t back down from anything, and no matter what happens, I’ll stand with him shoulder to shoulder ready to take on the battles. There’s no one I’d rather fight beside and there’s no one I’d rather love for the rest of my life.