Red Comet Book Novels & Stories

James coughed due to the dust "I don't know, probably decades ago" Roman laughed opening the book "so what exactly are we looking for?" He stares at me "I don't really know, maybe a creature with red eyes i guess " i say and we all go towards the table as Roman goes through the book. "Is this what you are looking for?" He points at a creature on the book. "One of the qualities of a grifyn is red and blue eyes, it skinshifts at its will" roman reads out and I shake my head

Zara shrieks, jumping up and down in excitment. Taking Ari into her arms she walks over to the patio showing Ariana her first snowfall. We follow close behind them and I take Ari into my arms as Alex opens the patio door for Zara, who runs out and jumps up and down trying to catch snowflakes on her tongue. “I need to record this for when she’s older.” Nick laughs pulling out his phone. “Look Ari.” I point to the sky and she tries to grab the snowflake with her hands. Taking Ari into his arms, Alex extends his arm out to show Ari how to catch a snowflake and she follows.

She displayed a small smile on the doctor behind that counter and waited for the med. Thought that she's safe and all with that cap and shades. She's wrong... because someone just threw a red dart on her back and has been following her. Waiting for the right time to strike and keep her in. In the book store as she look for the book she's in need, a voice made her turn around. "Don't you think that the sun is not inside the boom store?" A man in his mid 30's asked her while looking at the shelves of books beside where she's looking at.

“Suboptimal for intimate conversation. We will take future meals in the morning room or the annex. The data supports it.” Keila, emboldened by the strange new setting, looked at him. “Mr. Luther, what was your favorite room when you were little?” He paused, his fork halfway to his mouth. The question, from his past, in this formal room, seemed to disorient him. “The… the library. It was predictable. The books were in a fixed order. The silence was complete.” “Did you have a favorite book?” “The Way Things Work. By David Macaulay. It presented complex mechanical systems as logical, visual narratives.” He offered a rare, unprompted piece of personal data. “I found it… reassuring.”

The book with the red cover! “OMG!” Aki gasped. “Is this really it?” “Aye,” Sasha said. “You… stole… a book… from the library?” was the first thought that filled Aki’s mind. “Umm…” Sasha was taken aback. “Aye but it was for a good cause.” Temujin and Aki weren’t listening anymore. Their eyes were devouring the book. The title on the front cover was long. “The Feasibility of Using Galvinism for Ki Reanimation,” Temujin read aloud and then he and Aki both gasped.

- Into the Light - A Love eternal - My Omega, My Mate The smaller book that comes between Books 4 and 5 is called Redemption, and it follows Michaela's journey. >>>> When I finished writing Book 4, I started rewriting Book 1 to make it better. It will be made available on May 1st on A****n. Although there is a remarkable difference in the number of words (37,000), there were no plot changes.

“Not all. Traders, mercenaries, curious scholars… there are people who think there’s profit or power in finding more like Reya.” I open it carefully and frown as I read the first pages that are written in a language I can read but not fluently; later pages hold drawings, children with darkness curling around their hands, shadow creatures shaped like wolves and birds and horses. Maps mark old settlements and mountain paths. My pulse quickens. “Cormac,” I say. “You brought this to me because…” “Because Reya will want to see it,” he finishes. “And because I thought you should know, and I thought that the two of you could get to read through it… she deserves answers.”

He told to help myself to whatever book I may want to read and he took his seat behind his desk, writing away on a parchment with a quill pen. I schemed through ledgers of the books, reading titles that were written in languages I did not understand. All the books were red, except for a particular purple one. Curious, I picked it and read the words written on the hard cover; ‘Lobo’ was the single word that was inscribed into the thick cover.

“I forgot to wave at the ghost of dickheads past.” I let out a little snort and sipped my water. Petty Knox was my favorite Knox. Meanwhile, Carmen was sitting across the room practically shooting laser-beams at Crandon with her eyes. She hadn’t said anything yet, but her jaw was tight, and her foot was tapping a little too fast. “You’re gonna set the carpet on fire with that foot, sweetheart,” Crandon drawled, not even looking at her. Carmen gave him a slow blink and said, “I’d rather set your whole face on fire, but I’m trying to be professional.”

I look hard at what’s being portrayed, and it’s the image of a beast with large horns. What does this even mean? Why did this book fall to the ground, and why did it stop here? Is this some kind of warning? I reach for the book to see for myself. But then the book moves once again, but not in the way it was before; pages don’t go by; this time it just shakes, and it glows a bright red. “What is happening?” I want to cry, but I can’t; I don’t want to. Crying is a waste of time at this point.