Path Red Bluff Novels & Stories

CHAPTER SEVEN Part of Aleta’s favorite red hoodie turned up in some bramble outside of the city. It was cut, shredded, and stained. Animals had been gnawing and tearing at it, pulling it apart thread by thread by thread with their canines and incisors and grinding molars. From what they recovered of Aleta’s body, she had also been gnawed and ripped, but the animals pulling her apart had been a different sort. Angry Marie made a decision, then, and the impact of that decision would way heavy in her soul for the rest of her life. But seeing as her soul was pretty much tattered beyond recognition anyway, it didn’t seem like that much of a leap.

She said in conclusion. Somira rolled on her bed until she was directly on top of Lawrence, kissing him so passionately... and she could feel him smile as their lips were touching each other's, and she didn't think of the day when he would be going back home, at the expiration of his contract date. "Everything about Adrien's Place was so amazing... With the waters rushing and flowing so beautifully at the waterfalls, even at the beach region… The sand there was so greatly and neatly arranged and warm enough to make you forget all about your worries if you have any... The waves of the waters... The breeze from the air... EVERY SINGLE THING... So amazingly awesome to its peak!

“So let’s get you marked, assign your seat in the bus and get your t-shirt. Um, your name is?” “Alex. Alex Croft.” “Let’s see. An a,” her fingers clicked a pen then she began searching for his name on the paper. “Alex Croft? That’s odd. You’ve been marked present already. Your ID, seat number and t-shirt has also already been collected.” “What? I literally just got here. How-” “Blue!” His voice was unnecessarily loud. So loud it attracted about a dozen people standing around him and at least a meter away from Alex.

Just as I was about to ask him to stop, I saw two of his men walking out of the bar with the redhead in toll and I knew she had fallen victim to their claws and there was no escaping from them. Those that tried to do so before her didn’t live to see the light of the next day. And judging by the way her eyes kept darting about, I knew she didn’t plan to go down without putting up a fight. That is a good spirit and I admire her more for her bravery.

Fog drenched and chilled, more like the Pacific Northwest than the hot and sunny parts of California most people think of. This is the last location Dad had in his planner. Ironclaw HQ, 1337 Eucalyptus Lane. D.R. Riven. It’ll be my first stop tomorrow morning. My rescuer’s truck slows in front of one of the bed-and-breakfasts. A weather-beaten wood sign flaps in the wind. Stillwater Pines. Despite the fact that it’s tourist season, the parking lot is mostly empty. Not a great omen.

“Fled me like a doe in the heart of Fall. Taking what parts of me were whole, with her.” “Is that why you’re so lost in the drink?” RedBayne lifted the tankard in salute. “The drink ne’er betrays ye. Ye’d do well to give up on the Gel and stay wit’ da drink!” “Would that I could.” Savage sent the furious redhead a glance. Catching the sight of the shadow near a pillar in the back. Phalanx. “I as well.” Savage said soberly. RedBayne snorted. Regaining Savage’s attention.

As Dubla stood up, they collided with Ayessa, the alpha of region two. I don’t know what just I noticed but I can see Ayessa deliberately falling to the floor. Dubla immediately helped her. After that, I didn't see what happened next because Arlan and my two companions continued to walk. As we exited the building, Aikee inevitably asked. "Why is there red on their faces?" he asked in surprise. "What's that, just props or design?" "Red is part of their culture," Blake replied. "Apart from fire being their majority power, it was also a symbol of their dominance in the center here in the north."

I said dejectedly. Max nodded, then continued. “Roger and Evelyn led men to the Red River this morning. The situation over there is not very good. Although the alliance has never officially attacked, it has caused much damage to them from many sides. Only two days to go, White Mountain's Alpha Chad will close to the Red River; war will surely begin soon." "Chad?" I'm impressed with this name; I have met it a few times before, have some strength. "What's wrong, Alpha?" Max asked when he saw me musing.

I’m running as fast as I can through the trees, my heart is racing. I feel like it will explode any minute. I can see the opening in the gate, my escape isn’t far off. I hear people yelling dogs barking, I know they are searching for me. I’m almost to the exit, my freedom, “Stop right there!!!” The guard yelled. I keep running, there’s a gunshot and it all goes black.

Shoot me now. I neared the bookstorewith a face that I already knew was red from how furiously I was blushing, and by the time I opened the doors, I knew that this encounter would go down in history, I internally groaned at how embarrassed I was, that was until I stepped through and the doors were shut behind me. He was right there like he said he would be. The only term to describe this, Locked in.