Red Dawn Book Novels & Stories

Coral Sleep eluded me most of the night. I tossed and turned, my mind racing through most of the worst case scenarios. I hadn’t asked Duncan for more details because I knew that I needed to wait for Raina. Even if Duncan knew, he wasn’t going to tell me. It scared me to think that it was somehow about me. There was very little threat to any specific red wolves since the first red wolf, Raina. Why would someone be so interested in me? What made me different from the other red wolves? I laid in bed worried about that most of the night, although Duncan’s wolf, Conan, was also interesting and occupied many of my thoughts.

Third Person POV They finished eating, casually chatting between bites, and when they were done, Sienna stood up and walked over to the counter, grabbing a bottle of red wine. “You drink red, right?” she asked, already pulling down two glasses. “Yeah, I do.” She poured them each a glass, handed him one, and grabbed his hand with the other. “Come on,” she said, her tone light and playful. Alex followed her into the living room. He plopped down on the couch, and she sank down right next to him, their knees brushing. She grabbed the remote and pulled up Scream 6.

When I wake, the first rays of dawn filter through the window, casting long shadows across the room. I find myself in the sitting room, poring over the ledger once more. Each entry deepens the pit in my stomach—names, dates, sums of money exchanged. And then there’s the note about the rogue meeting. My fingers trace the scrawled words, the details burned into my mind: Black Hollow Ridge. Midnight. Three days. The implications are staggering. Cain isn’t just corrupt—he’s a traitor, conspiring with rogue wolves against his own pack. Red growls in my mind, her anger mirroring my own. He’ll pay for this, she snarls. We’ll make him pay. “Yes,” I whisper. “But not yet. Timing is everything.”

I was almost skipping around the store on my toes, my veins pumping with adrenaline and an unnerving excitement that made me so restless as I looked through the books. The minute I reached got to the next Aisle and reached for the Red Kingdom series; The Rise Of The Red Kingdom, The Fall of the Red Kingdom, and Fire and Ice, I felt it again. And this time, it was more intense. It felt like someone was drilling holes into my back with their eyes, causing goosebumps to sprout on my skin. My muscles locked and my hand was almost giving away the pile of books in my hands.

The aroma was very tempting and the finished product looks delicious! After the preparations, I’ve set the table and began waking up the stressed and problematic young girl to eat the dinner I’ve prepared. In my mind, I somehow thank God for making me go into this path. I met a new companion. But this companion of mine has been drained both body and soul and seemed to have a traumatic and tragic past. I do hope she’s ready to open up to me because I really wanted to help her. I slightly tapped the shoulders of the young girl whispering slowly on her left ear.

he said, his voice steady despite everything. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak without breaking down again. As we lifted off, I cast one last look at our blood-stained patio where the bullet had struck Abigail in the head. A bullet meant for me. I wanted to find Sinclair, to crush him with my bare hands. After this blatant act of aggression, all pretenses are off. Abigail’s life hangs in the balance, and we are officially at war with the Red Lords. Book 4 in the Obsidian Knights series is to be released in December 2025. For more information, please visit www.laurajquinnbooks.com

I give Zephyr a sincere and enthusiastic smile for his tips and dedication in fetching all these books for me. “I will do as you advised, Mr. Zephyr!” I inform sincerely, pulling up a chair and picking up the red book. “You will do well, Anara Valen. But be careful, be very careful with the vipers that lurk in the grass and corridors. There are malices in darker places. Just as this red book can save you for the next challenge, a woman in a red dress can kill you,” Zephyr declares seriously. I frown at him, startled by his words.

Stripes. Burning across my body like fire. The air itself seemed to change. The wolves hesitated. Just for a second. That was their mistake. I moved. Faster than before. Stronger. Unstoppable. I tore through them. No hesitation now. No strategy. Just dominance. One after another. They fell. Until only one remained. Celdor stepped forward. Finally. I tilted my head slightly, blood dripping from my jaw. “You should have stayed hidden.” He didn’t respond.

(Daciana POV) Rudina’s spirit stands between her daughters, while Maelor’s command fights to drag the crown back into Blood Feather darkness.) The first Blood Feather book screamed above the moon field, and every page thrashed like a trapped bird made from black fire. Rudina stood between Otsana and me, one hand on my burning forehead and the other on my sister’s trembling wrist. She looked more alive than any ghost should look, yet the moonlight moved through her body whenever Maelor’s heartbeat struck the field.

Chapter 60 As the sun falls into the horizon, the people, or should I say the werewolves, of the town of Dusk and Dawn starts to gather at our place. Tonight the alpha’s madness will end. Tonight, everything will be more normal and free. No more threats and darkness. Only good, light, and life.