Our Red String Novels & Stories

Red steps over and throws an arm around my shoulders like this is the most normal thing in the world. “This is the club you and Knox go to for your dates?” I ask, eyeing the entrance like it might grow teeth. “What kind of place is this? One of those high-end joints where you pay fifty bucks just to look at a drink?” Her smile’s too bright, and her voice is even brighter. “The kind with handcuffs, blindfolds, chains, and whips.” I freeze and my eyes snap straight to Knox. “Don’t kill him,” Red chirps, already skipping toward him. “I like it.”

“I do.” I explained and he smirked. Then another woman came with steak and pasta–deliciously and luxurious-looking food. I was not even surprised anymore and I already knew how rich he was. “I have something for you.” He said all of a sudden fishing a small box from his pocket. I eyed the velvet box coated with a red shiny exterior and curiously opened it. “What is it?” My hands froze and the beats of my heart beat irregularly as I eyed the shiny diamonds resting inside. I gulped, not able to understand the meaning behind it. They were beautiful red shiny rubies that shone under the city’s glittering lights.

Mayari stubbornly told. "We will repeat again. Who are you?" Mayari didn't answer... There was a minute of silence, then the voices spoke again. "Very well." They said. A red velvet string suddenly appeared in Mayari's hand, tied in her ring finger, and it seems to be leading somewhere. "Follow the string and accept your judgement." The voices instructed. Mayari don't know what to do so she obliged and followed the string. As she walk further into the colorless realm, murky black slimes started to rain down the horizon covering the angelic white into dusky black down to the ground.

I touched the red string and wonder how come I am wearing a bracelet made from red string. In my mind I see a little girl listening to a story from an older woman, ‘Legend has it, there is an invisible red string that connects us to our soul mate. Regardless the time and distance the red string will remain unbreakable,’ she added. ‘And one day the red string will connect the two persons separated by time and circumstances.’ the old lady said to her little granddaughter. ‘Is there an invisible red string on my hand, Obaasan?’ ‘When time is right, there will be,’ the old woman answered. ‘You will know it.

Everything’s good, everything’s fine That's what you are So put your hand in mine And together we'll climb As high as the highest star I'm living a lifetime in every minute That we're together And I'm staying right here forever, oh~ *RINGING* Red stopped thinking because of the sound of his phone ringing in his pocket. He stood up and stretched to turn off the music. After finishing, he answered the call. "Yes?" Red answered the call. [Sir, your mother still refuses to admit to the plan to harm Madame Chelsea. She is still being stubborn with the police and insisting on calling her lawyer...] Ms. Dein said she was frustrated on the other end. You can hear the fatigue and anger in her voice d

I take his hand with a small thank you then stand next to him. "Thank you all for coming here..." I start. I'm not really good at making speeches but I try giving a two sentenced speech before turning and holding the rope that keeps the banner in place. I tag at it before the red cloth drops revealing. The Red Flags Exclusive Club making me gasp. Aiden didn't want me to see the name. "It suits it. Don't you think?" he asks standing behind me. I nod absentmindedly admiring the words. "Why would you do this?"

And this old woman somehow figured it out? She spoke slowly, "When did this bloody disaster of mine appear?" "It appears at the time of your significant turning point. The disaster will manifest alongside it." "How can it be resolved?" "There is no solution." Diana: ... "Are you saying... I'm going to die?" The old woman smiled slightly, mysteriously, but didn't say anything more. Diana felt a bit uneasy. Just then, the old woman took out a red string with copper coins from behind. "Why not buy this red string from me? It might help ward off this bloody disaster. It's not expensive, just two hundred dollars."

The whole main room is twindled with red string, they all seem to glow with fate. I look over to Moon. He stands tall but I can tell he's also abhorred at the temple. "Moon, Ssstar, welcome..." the slimmest of the sisters come forward to us. The tongue of hers makes a slithering sound at the s. Their other hands continue to twist, turn and twindle on the red string. This string must be the fate of the universe right here.

If I wasn’t wrong, then right then, thirty or more dress in front of me in various shades of red like Madder, Crimson, Cardinal red, Poppy red, Carmine, Spanish red, Rusty red, Chocolate cosmos, Rosewood, Imperial red, Cordovan, Fire engine red, Rose vale, Old rose, Bittersweet Shimmer, Light red, Light Coral, Garnet, Rose ebony, Chili red, Vermilion, Misty rose, Turkey red, Salmon, Cantaloupe Melon, Barn red, Blood red, Tea rose, Cinnabar, Dark red, Fire brick, Indian red, Lust, Maroon, Redwood, Scarlet, Tomato, Bittersweet, Jasper, Rosy brown, Rose taupe, Fluorescent red, etc. He asked me to wear RED but didn’t tell me the exact shade of red. "What are these for?" I heard Mom's voice. I tu

Mindy said plaintively, "Tarloh's orders." "TARLOH!" Red screamed, finding her voice. She heard the thumping of his mighty footsteps, even over the chaotic din of their underground layer. "Let me up!" she screamed, straining vainly against the heavy leather straps. "Only if you promise to . . ." the big man started as he appeared in her view. "I promise to break your neck if you don't let me loose!" Red was frantic and was prepared to morph into her lycanthropic state, even if it killed her.