One Piece Red Line Novels & Stories

“We don’t control them. We just control the limits of the world they’re allowed to exist in.” Julian grins, slow and hungry. “And with ECHO recording every filthy second, we’ll own them long after they’re dust.” Footsteps stagger closer. Elliot emerges from the haze, shirt open, tie long gone, lipstick smudged across his throat like a signature. The redhead from earlier clings to his arm, glassy-eyed and giggling. He looks like a king in his own padded cell. “Gentlemen,” he slurs, grinning. “This is fucking perfect.”

"This is not correct. The first was a bright crimson. One of his daughters was wedded to a colossal berserker, a Norse monarch. That is when the first gray line appeared." Carol smiled. "I can see myself living with a gray pack, but being a red is already causing me problems." Ravena touched her hand and conspiratorially murmured, "The reds were the first to arrive. That's all you need to know. I'll tell you the rest later." Silva smiled devilishly at her. "I'm sure Lucian hasn't heard that version before." "I'm curious what he'll think."

Flora clicked on a video in the class group chat, sent anonymously, not long ago. The students were murmuring in the background, and in front was Sky, facing a blonde guy slightly taller than him. The blonde guy pointed his finger at Sky, saying, “I’m warning you—stay away from Alicia. I wouldn’t want to repeat myself.” “If you want her, just say it,” Sky scoffed. “I don’t mind handing out my worn-out stuff to you.” The boy lunged forward. One punch sent Sky stumbling, and before he could recover, another landed. Usually, no one would step out to stop the fight, so Alicia had to step forward to stop him.