Red Dawn Book Novels & Stories

I looked down to see my own blood, pooling over the open pages of the book given to me by the sprites, a blade with black diamonds on the hilt and a large deep red ruby sitting inside a metal frame at the base of the handle, protruded from my stomach. Gasping I could feel my life fade away, I took one last look to see that Joshua had been ran through, his lifeless body laid crumpled on the cold bloody ground. I could hardly recognize the scream of terror that escaped my lips before I felt my life leave my body. Draven.

Scratching the back of my neck, my cheeks reddened as I looked away from Al's naked torso, "W.I.K.D is closing in on us, they set camps at night, move fast during the day," I swallowed hard, "And how do you know this?" Amber inquired, she didn't even try to hide her bitter tone, I thought long and hard, realizing I didn't get her name and she did mention not to tell my friends about us ever meeting, I wish to honor that request, she did save my life, twice, "I— I was out catching my breath when I pick up a scent.... blood, so I— followed it... They have humans as some kind of prisoners, doing bloodletting to lure us in. And—" I paused,

I slaved over the counter for over a dozen hours a day, breathing in grease and smoke just to help him repay his debts. The day the loan sharks showed up, I took a blow to the abdomen from an iron rod to protect Ethan—and lost my ability to have children forever. Back then, he had knelt in the wreckage of the stall, slapping himself as he swore he would never betray me for the rest of his life. Now, he had forgotten every step of the journey that brought him here. I shoved the door open. The noise drew their attention immediately. The moment Ethan saw me, he instinctively moved to shield Daisy behind him, a flicker of panic and wariness flashing through his eyes. "Nicole? Why are you back?"

Its blood will revive me. I spot it, the scent of its fear already filling my lungs. It flees, but I am faster. In a single motion, I drop from the trees and tear its throat with my claws, feeling the warmth of blood splash across my skin. The aroma intoxicates me. It’s the primal satisfaction I’ve been denied for too long.

Xander had a sour mood after all Amelia gave him a good punishment by restricting him from touching her for a week and Liam was getting the silent treatment from his wife making him pout occasionally. Everything was perfect and beautiful. Too unreal but enough real to believe that yes. There is always a bright sun behind a cloudy sky. Their darkness finally ended and the bright sun finally lighten up their lives. They were together. A complete family. ____________________________________ So this is the End of Vengeful Redemption. The purpose of writing this story was to show that some people can regret their wrongdoings and can go to any length to make it right. Like Rose did everything and

Crimson. He came for me. Will he claim me? I’m sure he will. I hope he will. In my hazy and drugged state, my heat surges through me. Heating my body to a point where I crave the need to be touched, and to be satisfied. I see him fight his way to me. His cat - a deep shade of red with eyes that glow like demon dogs – mercilessly maims and kills until he stands above me hissing and snarling at the other males whose hands had touched me.

Damon could feel his fury across the miles; it was the same storm that made the wards tremble and the trees whisper. And as I sat there holding my son, listening to the forest go eerily silent, I realized something terrifying. Damon wasn’t just sensing what was happening. He was connected to it. To Lucas. To Jonathan, or whomever the red-eyed man was, and to whatever fate was clawing its way toward us. Outside, the air broke with a single, distant roar—not human, not animal—and every light in the safe house flickered once, then died. Damon looked up, voice steady this time. “He’s here.”

With everyone clinking glasses filled with sparkling cider and champagne, the wedding was amazing. It was a beautiful day. One full of new beginnings and quiet endings, of joy layered with unspoken goodbyes. And as the ocean creatures floated peacefully behind the glass, so too did the weight of old love sink gently beneath the surface, making space for something new to rise. This is the end of No More Regrets, Book One in the Redemption Series. Please check out my next book, Without Warning Book Two in the Redemption Series. This next story is the story about Knox, who went through a severe trauma in his past, and Sienna is a unlikely, curvy size 12 plus-sized plain Jane who manages togethe

Once within reach, she extends her claws and digs them deep into his ribs. "Bitch!" Dagon cries out in pain, as blood dribbles down his chin. "I have a very special place in the soul realm for you, you will not move on, nor will you ever see the light of day again. You will re-live your crimes again and again, as the victim. You will beg for mercy every day, and receive none," Raven declares as she digs her hands deeper, ripping apart Dagon's chest.

My vivid descriptions of what has happened to this pack in the twelve years since Hunter and Melina Blue were murdered hasn’t even been enough to get the families who want to leave but have lost all their resources the help they need. I beg your pardon, where have my manners gone. My name is Declan Jacobs. I’m a beta by birth turned delta upon my friends’s murder. I used to be the lead warrior and trainer for Blue Ridge but there’s not much left to protect now, especially since the rogues attacked and Alrik Anderson moved into the alpha position. Help is what I’m after tonight and despite some of the nastiest rumors one can hear about what the Crimson Dawn pack does to trespassers I’m hoping