Path Red Bluff Novels & Stories

" Look as a gesture of my apology I am giving you a chance to face me squarely at a location where we will not be interrupted. What do you say? " Shelby eyed the black guy, her look searching for clues that he was trying to pull a fast one on her but she came away with only cold amusement on his face nothing else. The guy looked cocksure of his ability to defeat her and that is going to be his downfall as she doesn't plan on losing this fight. She nodded silently at him. A thrilling expression appeared on Blade's face. " Follow me, " he said and turned towards his bike. A red sleek beautiful Red Yahama YZF- R6.

She didn't have much choice now. The massive building towered above her, oddly welcoming with its wood-clad exterior and enormous glass windows. A puff of smoke trailed out of the chimney in the centre of the roof, the sweet smell of burning wood filling her nose. She knew the unassuming cabin look was backed up with state-of-the-art protection, including steel shutters and alarms in case of attack from a rival pack. Honestly, the chances of that happening in a place like Bridgewater was pretty much zero, but it was still an excellent deterrent.

I’m impressed by the young leader’s ability to ‘play the part’. “He is correct, Delta Declan, as the coronated next in line, Alpha Andre Redmen is allowed to attend the meeting in Alpha Charles Redmen’s place.” Councilman Daniel backs Andre’s explanation effectively shutting down Dallas’s argument about him being here. He sits back with a deep growl while Andre remains silent. “For the record, where are you located, Alpha Redmen?” Councilman Arthur requests. “I am currently located at Blister Ridge. I’ve been on a business assignment for the last nine months and I’m expected to return to Red Fang a week before Thanksgiving.”

Unorganized and wielding no power to speak of, they wouldn’t be much safer there, but at least they’d be out of no-man’s land and further away from Michaelanburg. “This is it,” Mist said, sucking in air as she tried to slow her heart rate. She stopped a few feet from a steep drop off. “This is the River Red.” The others came to a stop behind her. “It’s about damn time,” Walt said, his breathing also labored. “How do we get across?” Adam asked. He didn’t sound quite as winded as the other two. Rain wasn’t even prepared to attempt to speak unless she had to. “We don’t. Not right now, anyway,” Mist said, turning to face them.

A life spent locked away from the world I ruled. Outside, the mountains gave way to the first signs of civilization—rusted road signs, narrow switchbacks, the distant glow of the city bleeding into the sky far below. “You’re going to pass out if you keep breathing like that,” I said finally. Her gaze snapped from the window to me, pupils huge in the dim light. There was dried blood on her lower lip where she’d bitten it. The red mark on her shoulder was hidden again, bandage crooked but covering most of it. The heat had faded from my thumb where I’d touched it.

"I just hope you'll have room in your life for a dumb cowboy." "I love you," she whispered, shifting to slide on top of him. She knelt straddling him, positioning his ready erection at her entrance. "So beautiful," he breathed. "I love you, Jenny." Gripping her hips, he pushed himself home. Back in his motel room, Joe Russo flipped open his laptop and uploaded the images he'd taken with the drone, including a half-dozen stills of the redhead. He ran the clearest one through another app he wasn't supposed to have and came up with a hit: Jennifer Stone of Boulder, Colorado.

EARLIER IN THE DAY Richard parked his car by the street and stayed at the top of a building from where he could get a clear view of Red Blaze's lair with his binoculars. His day had been quite a busy one. From the moment they landed in Bangkok, he had been running around trying to understand the roads that led to Red Blaze's lair and Black Scorpion's Gang house.

“Seriously? I can really count on you to ruin the mood.” “Speak properly! You are a warrior, not a pup! Mind your conduct,” fell her stern orders. James pouted his lips, but a glare from Ashlyn got him to fix his expression. He stood up straight, and wearing a more serious countenance, he informed, “According to your instructions, we have looked across the common grounds until the boundary of Red Leaf pack at the west stretching to Aster River, but strangely enough, there are no signs of any rogue.” “No rogue?”

Chelsea, on the other hand, just bowed and looked deep in thought. "I'm just disgusted by your stupidity! Get out!" Red shouted angrily at Chelsea. Suddenly, she came to her senses and got out of the car. "Why are you so upset today?" she said while getting out of the car. When she got off, she was surprised that she was in front of Sky Ranch. A famous amusement park in Tagaytay. She immediately turned to Red and gave him a surprised look. "Wait for me there; I'll just find a place to park." He said this while leaving.

"How do we get her back?" Alpha Charles let out a sigh, seeming exhausted. He had to rush back to the pack too early and I never got to ask him if his business negotiation went well or not. But then again, if it hadn't then he wouldn't have come back early as well. He would've stayed behind and sent Cameron to deal with the issue instead. "There's a pack in Kansas called Red Claw…I'm sure you've heard about them." Alpha told us, sounding a little worried himself. "They are notorious for being one of the most dangerous packs in the states."