One Piece Red Line Novels & Stories

Something in my chest that has been in one position for eleven days shifts. "Vienna reported in this morning." He crosses to my desk. Sets down a single printed page with the deliberate care of someone who has thought carefully about how to deliver something. "Prague went dark yesterday. Lisbon haven't responded to three separate messages." He pauses. His voice doesn't change — he's too good for that — but something behind his eyes does. "The degradation pattern is consistent across all five bloodlines. Starts eleven days ago. Simultaneously." Another pause. "To the hour."

The tether between us pulls taut, humming with a frequency that seems to calm the air. "I’m here," I say. I hold out my hand, palm up, showing him the knife I still clutch—not as a threat, but as proof that I had fought. That I had chosen to fight. "You came. That’s all that matters." He blinks. The gold dims, flickering like a candle flame in wind. Slowly, painfully, the claws retract. The shoulders settle. The beast recedes, leaving a man standing in its place—naked from the waist up, his skin laced with fresh cuts from the glass, his chest heaving.

“His jaw looks like his skull doesn’t have any skin on it. Like, all boney and shit.” “So, chiseled?” Jade asked, voice a little too excited. “Too chiseled,” I snorted. “With eyes that are too blue to be human. And muscles that practically scream steroids. Oh, and not to mention the veins in his hands that would kill him if he held a piece of paper the wrong way.” Silence greeted me from the other end. “Jade?” I asked, trying to make sure my friend wasn’t dead. “Are you there?”

Karline screamed, she was a black American with long waist-length curly black hair that she had let down and beautiful dark-blue orbs. "She is so my type! I don't mind if fate brought us together, I would marry her without any hesitation!" Jane screeched, her bluish-black hair swaying along with the movement of her head that she was wagging around. "I even heard, rumors though that her weapon is bigger than all Japanese alphas, like, she's ranked first there right? It has to be!" Karline screamed. "Don't forget that Japan is one of the few countries having Pures, although they're still teenagers for now, so it's kinda possible," Rina said.

Who did they think they were! "Humph," Red scoffed and held on to the handle of her blade while taking a stance. She gave Yellow and Orange a look, and both nodded their heads and assumed their positions. "Limitless Formation," Red commanded, displaying her rank as the leader of the small trio. Red was the same lady who had seen through Selina's intentions when the battle maiden ignored the shield that was aimed at her and focussed on her prey. She was famous among the ranks of Divine Servants for her wit and strong headedness.

"What problem?" "A rouge has shown up at our borders, and he demands to challenge you for your title of Alpha. You need to get back as soon as possible."

" You know what it is?" I just looked at his dazzling eyes, I don't know what it was for. " What's with red strings?" He tied it first to his pinky fingers after he tied it to himself, he got mine and he started to tie it. " It is the Red​ String of Fate, if we die soon. You and I will meet again in our next life" He beamed a smile and I just got teary eyed. After Articus kissed me, someone's force opened the door. We heard a crash downstairs and I started to tighten my hug to Articus. We tried to don't make any noise but we heard the footsteps it's going upstairs.

Looking back at his face, I noticed the slight split at the edge of his lip—the leftover damage from his brawl with Gary. A wave of genuine sympathy replaced my mischief. Gary dragged you into his mess, too. You ended up as a punching bag just because of our drama. "I’ve already applied some, if you were planning on offering. The look in your eyes gives you away," Russell muttered, breaking the silence and shattering my train of thought. I looked away quickly to hide my embarrassment. To cover my track, my fingers grazed his hand as I reached over and plucked the other earbud from his palm. Without asking, I popped it into my ear.

And Marie hopped on the bus. The ride went on for hours, but it still wasn’t long enough. On the final leg of the journey, she found herself glancing longingly at the countryside, at the other passengers, at anything that she could think about wistfully. She did not want to be where she was going to be. She didn’t want to see the original monster. Marie carried a tiny scrap of red hoodie that the police said she could have. It was cut out of the original and hemmed neatly around the edges. No fraying. No sawing of blood and bone and fabric and darling little girls.

Or something else was coming to who knows who"s lives. That can only be known at the next chapter of their life. Bloody Red Moon: The Alpha Twins Male Luna I -End