Novel & Cerita Razor Red Rising

Zara's POV Days blurred into a week, and December crept in. I still hadn’t spoken to Raina. Cassian was a ghost in my own house, slipping around me with deliberate silence. Sterling, at least, remained a constant, a reminder that I still had someone in my corner. One morning I was in the office, making my way to have lunch when the office suddenly froze. Heads lifted, screens flashed, headlines screamed. “Redwyne IPO Crashes Before Takeoff.”

“Well, tell your people, the one you deceived with your lies that the Alpha is not their husband, or child or business partners they should monitor with all of their heart. He's a king and his movements has no business with your curiousity and for all of you seated here to inquire about his absence, your names are written down here so you can ask the Alpha in person.” Murmurings suddenly erupted among them but his anger was mostly directed at Ryker and his stupidity, his lack of sheer manners disgust him. After the stunt he pulled at the Red Lily pack, he's still bold to cause attention? Raze has been quiet because his Luna wasn't here or anywhere around the pack, he was going to explode onc

"LADIES AND GENTLE ARE YOU READY FOR TODAY'S MOST AWAITED HOT AND DEADLY MATCH" "YESSSSSS", the crowd replied enthusiastically flashing their favourite fighter name flags. "THEN WHY LATE, LET'S START BETTING" I saw everyone picking up their flags and waving money with another hand. "One lakh Raze" "Fifty on Kaiden" "Two lakhs on Raze " "Two point five on Raze" "One point five on Raze" "Kaiden" "Raze " "Raze " "Oh my god! Most of the people are in for Raze", I gasped seeing their people madness for him.

"Name’s Red. Real name's Felix, but he dyed his hair in college and never looked back. He deals in secrets." She gave me a look. "And we trust him?" "No. But he trusts me." Red lived in an old arcade that hadn’t been open since before the pack wars. He kept the lights on and the machines working because it made him feel powerful. Like he ran his own little kingdom of ghosts. He saw us coming on his security cams and unlocked the gate with a loud buzz. "Nora Ainsley. The storm-chaser herself. And look at this! Luna on the run! Your taste in guests has gotten way more interesting."

But they’ll get over it once it’s done. I throw on real clothes, grab my room key, and head out. The beach is nearly empty, moonlight barely lighting the rocky coastline. I move toward a large outcropping, where I’d seen movement. I summon a spell—black and purple energy sparking between my palms. But when I round the rocks and step into view— They’re already dead. Roweena. Iona. The Red One. Laid out on the sand. Clouded eyes. Blood pooling beneath them. Chests torn open, hearts missing.

"And I will never be yours." Ronan’s smile widened, revealing teeth that were already beginning to sharpen. "That’s the fire. I can smell it. It’s delicious. You think you’re fighting for Zayden, but you’re just stoking the flames for me." He stood up and walked to the wall, pulling a heavy lever. A grinding sound of stone on stone echoed through the chamber, and the ceiling began to retract. Above us, the sky was no longer grey. It was a bruised, terrifying shade of violet, and the moon—the Blood Moon—was rising, a massive, crimson eye staring down at us.

POV: Neoma The sand didn't just blow; it flayed. It wasn't wind. It was a grinder, a planetary sander applied to the surface of the world. The moment we stepped into the Razor-Storm, the concept of "outside" vanished. The world dissolved into a screaming wall of red dust and silica shards. Visibility dropped to zero instantly. My eyes shut by reflex, lashes locking together to protect the corneas, but even through the lids, I saw the angry, bruised red of the atmosphere.

There is every chance I haven’t found her because she has already run away back up to her coven or some other tactical choice I don’t have a clue about. We all know that come the next full moon, the Red moon, we’re all in on Rising Star. Taking Phillipe out once and for all. It’s only a week away. Thunderstorms are scheduled to flood the tunnels we used, take the battle to them and finally swipe one of the columns of this twisted partnership between wolf and witch down. Zeke took comfort in the men around him. Every time I returned to the front, I could see he had a secure brotherhood of support. The men were attempting to lift him out of his heartache via acting like dickheads and ego-based

she was kind of lost in all of this, having a feeling of not belonging to this supernatural circle. Unconsciously, Sarah reached for Luke’s hand. He was standing beside her, and the contact of their skins gave her the strength and clarity of mind she needed. “Again, see this?” Celia pointed to the upper right corner of the plate to a symbol that no one recognized but her. “It’s actually something you can address as the title of the prophecy.” She giggled at her own joke. “It says: ‘Rise of the fire,’ and as we now know, fire here equals phoenix.” Even the simple pronouncing the word ‘phoenix’ made Celia spiral and not in a bad way. “Further down the symbols engraved, we can see a mention of