Red Alert Novel Novels & Stories

"But they aren't gone, Elara. We just turned off their remote. They’re still up there. And there are millions more in the Deep Space." "Then we’ve got work to do," I said. I looked at my hand. The scratch was still there. It was still bleeding. But as I watched, the blood began to glow. Not with the White Fire, and not with the Grey Flame. It was a deep, pulsing **Red**. And then, I heard the sound. It wasn't a voice. It was a **Broadcast**. Every phone, every radio, and every neural link in the city suddenly turned on. A new symbol appeared in the sky—a red wolf with a silver sword through its heart.

Dante's expression fell immediately when he saw a red laser light dot appear on Rose's forehead. She was obviously not aware of what was happening. As a reflex, he snaked his arm through her waist and pulled her away from the spot to his chest. Almost that instant a bullet went off and Rose screamed at the sudden fire. She was surprised at what just happened and looked baffled seeing the bullet that was now stuck in the middle of the same wall she was standing in front of, not seconds ago.

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.

The monster Alpha. They said he’d murdered his entire family the night he shifted for the first time. That he’d risen to power by bathing in his father’s blood. That no one had seen his face since he took the title. That his wolf had glowing red eyes and stood larger than any known Alpha in history. Some said he wasn’t even a man anymore. Just a beast in a body. The kind of thing nightmares were made of. Even now, my heartbeat picked up. Something about that name always unsettled me. Like it didn’t belong in the mouth of a sane person.

Kaelith stood in front of me, shielding me with his body. Red. The man appeared in his terrifying attire, blood splatters adorning his already imperfect face. He still looked like Kaelith, but damaged. Sometimes he looks like Frankenstein. Red stood not far from us, staring with a calm expression, though his eyes were already bloodshot. “You guys got here sooner than I expected,” Red said casually. “Where’s Alaric?” I asked him directly. Kaelith shielded me with her body so I wouldn’t make direct eye contact with Red. I could hear his footsteps approaching us, but eventually he stopped.

The world was broken, but the Heart was Offline—and that is where the truth begins. The signal on the horizon blinked once, twice, then stayed a solid, predatory red. "They're coming," Aradaa whispered.

We can have our own novel in real life, you can also tell who's your ally and who's the antagonist. In my own novel, I have an antagonist. It's my Dad, the evil antagonist. I have a friend who's my ally and I can share my feelings with them. I can trust them except for my Dad. For now, I couldn't tell how I can end my novel in a way of, full of happiness and laughter. Happy ending they said. I'm still oblivious to what will be the ending of my problematic novel.

The red mist began to build around me, not just my hands this time but my entire body, the mist was thicker then before and continued building, swirling around my entire body until it started lifting me off the ground, every fibre of my being was filled with hatred for the man in front of me, everything he had done continued to flash through me my. My father actually looked fearful for once as I shot out a hand and the red mist fired out around his neck, wrapping tightly and squeezing under my order. He fights for breath’s, clawing at the red mist but his hands move through it. I watch as his face turns a purple colour, the colour fading from his eyes, when he takes his last breath, the mist

I mumbled. It got hotter and hotter and I picked it up to keep it from straight up burning my neck. It shot out of my hand and levitated, pulling me further, towards the window. That’s when I saw it. Red hair. “Kyle!” I screamed. I ran towards the door and slammed it open, running down the steps. “Ally, holy smokes. What’s going on? What day is it?” Kyle asked me frantically as I hugged him fiercely. “Just hug me, da*nit!” I yelped in his ears.

he whispers menacingly. With one final look at his face, I flee through the door, not bothering to open it. Instead of a hallway as one would expect in a typical house, I find myself plunged into darkness. But the darkness is fleeting, and I find myself in a living room with a luxurious red and black theme. Tall curtains and windows, reminiscent of a medieval castle, dominate the room. This was not the first time I had mysteriously teleported to another location. In front of one of the high, tinted windows stood a tall, pale man. I wondered if he could help me understand what was happening.