Please Call Me Red Panda Novels & Stories

He asks with an expression that was the mixture of shock and concern. “Who’s gonna tell him?” Agares sips on his coffee. All three of them turn to look at me and I shrug with widened eyes. “Not me! I can’t even use my powers, Red should do it.” I point at him, throwing him under the bus. “You’re really going to keep calling me Red?” He smirks. “Then I guess I should call you Kiwi.” “Hey! I called you Red first. You’re just copying Lily. Besides, she mispronounced my name. As for you, Red really suits you. Though it does sound like a pretty lady who usually wears red but you can still take it.”

"Get your aromatic pork! 60 dollars for an ounce! Once you taste it, you'll be back for life. I'll only cut the meat after you've paid. It's limited to two ounces per customer." With a subtly sweet scent, the meat was a vibrant, gorgeous red, slicked with an enticing, glossy finish. "Me! Cut mine for me first!" "There's a limit? I'll go get my wife!" … In less than half an hour, the meat was all gone, so I closed up the stall. Sitting in my room, I drank a cup of tea. Then I changed my clothes, picked up the iron hook, and headed to the backyard. Under the pale moonlight, the huge jar was dark red, bordering on black.

"Mr. Park, consider this done. It won't take me two days to do this. Anything more you want to add?" "Nothing Jay, that would be all for now. I will be the one to contact you when I get back from Manila." I felt a little relieved when the call was cut. Knowing that I'll be having information to the man who might be a threat to my Nelly. I hover on the screen of my phone again to make another call. It's a little late, but someone like Marica could be up until past midnight for business kinds of stuff. The call was connected instantly.

he asks, I could lie but I might say the name of his pack or a pack he knows. “The Red Moon pack,” I told the truth, he frowned, and surprise crossed his eyes but quickly masked that, he must think I care but I do not. “Interesting,” he says but before he could say anything else my phone rings and I fished it out of my bag. Sandy’s name flashed on the screen, I sighed before I answered.

After lowering myself on my chair, I reached for the phone. I didn't have to look at the id of the caller to know who it was. Only one wolf called this number and that wolf is the informant I have in the Red Blood Pack. "You're starting to annoy me with all your calls and shit." I commented as soon as I picked up the phone. "Raphael..." He growled. "Return Mina to our pack now." Letting out a sigh, I leaned back in to my seat. "I think we've already talked about this..." I started but he cuts me off.

The call ended. Romero's phone rang, it was Red calling, he swiped the answer icon. “Come outside. I am waiting.” Red said, his voice filled with concern. Romero sighed as he turned, “She knows everything. I have a daughter, Red.” “I know, buddy.” Red replied, “Come outside.” Romero ended the call and pushed his feet to carry him out of the building. ** Two Days Later* Red Creeks stared at his sad– scratch that - his best friend was more than sad, he stared with concern at his miserable looking best friend and sighed.

I heard Kara say. "What? Did I say that out loud?" I asked her. She nodded in reply. I swallowed hard and picked the call with a shaky hand. "Hey, Red." His deep voice filtered through the phone, a zoo of butterflies rampaged in my stomach. It was so funny how his voice managed to have that effect on me. "Allen..." I said quietly, expecting the worst. "Are you still shopping?" He asked me, his voice didn't sound angry at all, this was probably about something else.

I said lightly, reclining back against the pillows with a hiss, “Just proving a point.” He looked unconvinced but dialed the number anyway. The beeping tone rang out, echoing through the quiet room. Once. Twice. Three times. Click. There was a pause, then a voice spoke on the other end, rich with indifference. “Yes? Who is this?” I didn’t need to see him. The voice was enough. Liam RedField. Why did he pick the call instead?

Pamela, my classmate, asked me. They glared at my phone. Why do I even feel nervous when they don't even know that this is Gage Stockholm who's calling me? Shit, just stay calm Tate. Don't act weird, they know you sat next to Gage and Peter at the train a while ago. Gage calling... Damn it. I answered his call and placed my phone next to my ear. They began to look away and started gushing about Gage Stockholm and Peter Payton again. "Why did you cancel my call a while ago?" Gage asks.

I answered calmly. Before he could say anything, I hung up the phone. The moment the call ended, I realized I was still standing on pack grounds. The werewolves around were all staring at me. When I met their eyes, they quickly looked away. Just then, another call came from an unknown number. "Hello, this is Werewolf Temple. We’re calling for a final confirmation—do you and the Red Moon Pack alpha still want a bond breaking mediation?" "There is no need. Proceed with the bond breaking," I answered.