Razor Red Rising Novels & Stories

Its been a week and Mr. Red has been in the office every day of the week. I was promoted to Market Director and I remained on my floor, I just got an office and I knew it was because the boss favored me. The girls were still planing this girls' night and I was dreading it. Everyone finally knows how Mr. Red looks. Seven days and en-counting since the release and the press has been at the front door ever since. Mr. Red this and Mr. Red that. Mr. Red has won rewards but it was never collected by him, always by Denver.

Razor This is no fun. Jasey boy hasn’t replied to any of my pictures, not even the one of Ransom’s purdy eye bobbing around in my little canning jar. I can’t help but stare at my trophy as I carry it around. I had my crew meet me at this house shortly after my little pet storm showed up to tell me that C.H.A.O.S. and Tempest were hitting Zen tonight. It's finally time for the Damned Forsaken to become the rulers of this port city. I’m all giddy with excitement!

Razor had been talking since the moment I walked into that clearing and saw their Alpha's guard. "Not the daughter," he'd said. "Her. The girl with alpha blood. The one who showed her teeth." I'd made the demand because Razor wouldn't shut up until I did. Alpha's daughter. That was the political cover. A tribute to bind the conquered pack. Standard practice. What Razor wanted had nothing to do with politics. I didn't understand my wolf. She was clumsy. Disrespectful. Had just dumped coffee on my head and walked out looking proud of herself.

"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."

Aligned. “You built this on stolen blood,” I said, voice steady despite the chaos. “It ends tonight.” Mikhail smiled faintly. “You mistake evolution for theft.” Duncan lifted his hand. The sky answered. Lightning split downward in blinding forks, striking the earth around Mikhail. The ground exploded upward as Julian’s power surged through the battlefield, trapping hybrid ranks in jagged stone. Cora’s water ripped from the air, forming a sweeping wall that drove the enemy back. Gideon stepped forward, and the air ignited.

Rawoon" Drax's stern voice cut him off, a glare was sent his way.Rawoon's face morphed with confusion. "She is my date and that being said, don't dare to crack humorless jokes that could possibly cause you loss of tongue" Drax says in a calm tone, though the threat must have registered to Rawoon whose eyes flick to me. "I meant no disrespect" Rawoon flashes me an apologetic smile. "It's okay" I smile back politely. "Oh look Zion's here too" Rawoon's face lit up as he moves aside.Drax and I both turn to the left where Rawood headed to approach Zion with Sage next to him.

Chapter 12 Ryan walked to the table , the drinks were all lined up, first to finish their 5 bottles win He and Zach stood at the table , waiting for the signal for them to begin The club was alive with wild energy—flashing neon lights, deafening music, and the steady hum of voices blending with the bass. Ryan could feel the heat of the moment pressing against his skin as he stood face to face with Zach, his so-called friend who had just challenged his manhood in front of everyone.

"Fair enough." Rhydian found me near the northern tree line, an hour before dark. "Eat something." "Already did." "This morning." "Food’s food." He didn’t push, just stood there. I was grateful for that. The old-growth was going dark layer by layer, the kind of thick dark this place does better than anywhere. "Coran being quiet bothers me more than Voss sending wolves," I said. "Coran doesn’t fight," Rhydian answered. "He arranges things so the fight’s done before you know there was one."

Not just that, my nails are growing longer and sharper. "Is he experiencing a resurgence?" I faintly hear Rex asking Brenda. But then, the pain disappears just like that, along with the changes in my hands. My racing breath begins to stabilize, and my sweat-soaked body leaves me utterly helpless. All my strength seems to drain away. It's only then that Brenda and Rex approach me, trying to help me up.

The front pages of various financial newspapers were filled with jarring pictures of Stewart Enterprise’s office building being sealed up. What followed was an exclusive report of Eternatus’ newly-promoted senior manager, Jansen Griffin. Crash! A cheap wine glass shattered to pieces on the greasy floor. Wanda was all curled up on a torn and tattered couch in a dimly-lit rental apartment. Her bloodshot eyes were staring at a photo in a news report. Hatred churned in her stomach. “It’s him! He destroyed me and ruined everything I had!” Wanda took a huge gulp of alcohol as she cursed under her breath.