Order Of Redwall Books Novels & Stories

“Okay, I’m lying. I am not good. I’m so worried about next week.” I blow out a slow breath, watching the baby’s eyes droop as he falls asleep. I pull him higher so he doesn’t rest on my bump. Grandma Mabel leans in. “Don’t worry about it, baby. He’s not gonna be able to touch you.” She looks me dead in the eyes. Serious. “I mean it. Don’t worry. You think my husband is a lion?” She snorts softly. “Remember, the lioness is the hunter.” I blink. “…What does that even mean?”

I tease and though he doesn't smile, he puffs out a disbelieving breath as I kiss his cheek and move ahead of him. We reach the northern borders, and the forest floor is already turning a shocking, vibrant red. The horde of rogues crashes violently through the trees like malicious shadows with teeth, and the brutal, fast, and messy fight immediately begins. The biting cold burns in my lungs with every ragged breath, and every swing, every strike of my knife, feels heavier than the last, fueled by adrenaline and rage. By the time the remaining rogues retreat back into the relative safety of the shadows, leaving behind a trail of death, the ground is painted in a horrifying mosaic of blood.

Tiny Jayden and Jewel. Thank you for Reading Serving the Alpha at His Whim. The story is not over. There’s so much more. Feel free to read where it all starts, His Brother’s Mate Book 1 here on GoodNovel. After that there’s Hell Hounds Book 2. Also, keep an eye out for Book 3 within A Black River Pack Series. Another new series is on the horizon too. I hope you enjoy my stories as much as I had writing them. Love Klaira

The pack was safe, and the future looked bright. But little did they know that their troubles were far from over. For the next day, a dark shadow would fall over the land. The moon would turn red, and the werewolves would howl. And the pack would face a new, terrifying challenge. The Red moon…. "The Red Moon" begins like this: It was a clear night, and the stars shone brightly in the sky. Alpha Wade and his pack were gathered around the campfire, talking and laughing. But suddenly, the sky turned a deep, ominous red, and the air grew still. The pack fell silent, and they looked up at the sky in terror. Then, they heard it: the howl of a werewolf.

End of Book 1 === Coming soon (ongoing): The Hunted Wolf (Eva’s book) Blue Thunder: Forging the Legend (book 2) Biting the Eternal Love (Veronica’s book) In plans (plot outlines in development): Gus’s book (no title yet) Blue Thunder: Raising the Legacy (book 3) Hendrick’s book (no title yet, to pick up when the book of Veronica ends) Potential plans (synopsis written): Victoria’s book Raymond’s book Audrey’s book

Even Logan decided to make them a drink because he couldn't stand the drowsiness that assaulted him. “Thanks for the drink!” Alice looked at Logan who only the man nodded. They refocused on reading the books until "I got them!" Xander exclaimed when he finished reading the thick book with a blood-red cover. After Xander had finished the 2 thick books, his attention had been turned to the book with a blood-red cover with black and white wing crests in front of it. He had noticed that Alice and Logan had been ignoring the book all along. Even at first, the book was in the earliest order, but no one wanted to read it. He also wanted to ignore the book and wanted to have a book with a green cove

HAYLEE ~<>~ While waiting for my test results and Xalen’s return to the palace, I dug into the one book that seemed to have held on to my attention and mind—Cursed in Crimson. Just like Flavia narrated briefly, the first red wolf was quite phenomenal and pitiful. Reading about her felt like torture because I could have sworn I was transported back in time to the era and place she existed. I could have sworn I felt every whip and lash she had to endure, even though she was powerful enough to destroy the entire realm.

Surely there couldn't be two books with the exact same title. How many times she'd been told that the legendary book had disappeared some generations back. That book - or the book, as they always emphasized it - was rumored to hold all the details of their pack history, all the genealogy charts of the genealogy and history of her pack. She was well aware it had been lost for years until hints of its reappearance popped up. It was all too much of a coincidence - the mention of this town, Calderwood, and the presence of the author of Wolf in that place, were like beacons leading her on her search. Not to mention the reference to the book.

I was almost skipping around the store on my toes, my veins pumping with adrenaline and an unnerving excitement that made me so restless as I looked through the books. The minute I reached got to the next Aisle and reached for the Red Kingdom series; The Rise Of The Red Kingdom, The Fall of the Red Kingdom, and Fire and Ice, I felt it again. And this time, it was more intense. It felt like someone was drilling holes into my back with their eyes, causing goosebumps to sprout on my skin. My muscles locked and my hand was almost giving away the pile of books in my hands.

He recognized it too. A howl pierced the sky. Zen. Thunder tore through the crimson clouds. Silhouettes emerged from the woods, sprinting toward Hezel’s gates. Hunters in radiant robes. Wolves as swift as the wind. The earth birthed poisonous ivy to scale the walls. Hezel was under siege again—but this time, for me. Rogues gasped as the city they thought they’d owned was stormed by those seeking to reclaim their Red Riding Hood. Then… he came. The air shifted. Cold. Still. I turned—barely breathing—until my eyes met his.