Red Dead Redemption 2 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You don’t have to explain to everyone about what you feel.” A sob emerged from her tight chest as tears spilled freely from her eyes, and Sheiyan cried on my lap, looking so scared of what might happen to Blackwood Pack now that Irina and her father succeeded in taking Evander and the others as prisoners. I had no choice but to feel brave. To feel tough for him and our pup. I promised myself and my husband that I would protect our baby—the heir of the Snakewood and Blackwood Pack—until my last breath. No matter what happens, I put my faith in my husband that he would find a way to kill Randalf and end this war. I believed he would come home. He would survive, and we will continue living th

The alliance with the ghouls had opened a new chapter in their struggle against the Alpha king, one fraught with peril and uncertainty. As they ventured back to their own territory, the moonlight casting an ethereal glow over the landscape, Red couldn't shake the feeling that their fates had become inexorably entwined with forces far beyond their understanding. BETHANY As I slowly opened my eyes, I found myself looking at Ryder's face. His gentle gaze made me smile, and he leaned down to give me a soft kiss on my forehead. I felt a blush creeping up my cheeks as I wondered how long he had been watching me while I slept.

He had forgotten that pawns, when cornered, could become queens. I walked toward the balcony, pushing the doors open, letting the cool wind rush in and sweep through the room. Below, the land stretched endlessly — forests, rivers, distant shadows of mountains. Somewhere beyond those borders, whispers were already spreading. The Red Fang Alpha, dead. Killed by something beyond reason. And me? The last woman seen with him — untouchable, innocent, a victim wrapped in grief. It was almost poetic. As the evening sun dipped lower, painting the sky in bruised shades of red and violet, I leaned against the railing and smiled faintly.

Call me a sadist but that made her freaking sexist. A deep groan reverberated from my throat and I knew I was close. She was petty I couldn't help but wonder if she would crumble under me if I was to fuck that hell out of her. Redhood has no idea she is about to give herself to a wolf. My cock twitched in my grasp as it thickened further. Just a little bit more before...

“Pathetic. Even he doesn’t trust you.” Alder’s hand twitched, aching to strike her again. But she didn’t. Not yet. Instead, she yanked Rhea harder, dragging her back toward the ruined farmhouse. Her voice was a low snarl. “Laugh while you can, Crimson. Soon you’ll be begging.” Rhea didn’t answer. She only smiled faintly through the blood, her spirit unbroken. And in the shadows of the trees, unseen, another pair of eyes watched. Fenrak.

Content Warning: This story contains descriptions of mental, physical and sexual abuse that may trigger sensitive readers. This book is intended for adult readers only. Monday, January 22 (Cole’s POV) It’s the jarring of the bus as it turns off the main road onto the gravel drive that wakes me from my slumber. It’s been a grueling twelve hour ride from my home pack, Red Fang, southwest to Crimson Dawn. I’ve heard rumors about this pack. Both from those who have visited through the warrior prospect program and just the general rumors that float around about every pack.

Yohan Dixon sipped his wine and gazed out towards the horizon. "Scarlette is behind Sara." Rudra Reddy's smile had vanished. "She slapped Sara." Yohan Dixon gazed at him, "You were there. Didn't you?" Rudra Reddy was powerless in front of his evil glare. He took a glance at the horizon. "I punched Scarlette." He took a sip. Did he know he had approached his wife many times in his absence? Yohan Dixon emitted smoke rings, and the air turned unexpectedly colder. "What are you up to?"

"Twelve years ago, Alpha Denver Hondra and every member of his family were killed in a house fire. Now, most of the pack members believed it was my doing because I forced my way to the seat of Alpha after that. But I only took what was mine. It was what I wanted and I went for it." I pause to relive the memory of the time I first became the Alpha of the Red Moon pack. It was a dream I fulfilled for myself and I would do it again and again. Facing the boy again, I say, "Your friend decided to pull a stunt yesterday at the pack meeting. She accused me of killing the former Alpha and laid claim of his son still living. The first thing I need you to answer is how she found out about this. How do

She was too gullible and innocent to face reality. With Hailey’s voice out of my head, my thoughts wandered to what would soon be my reality as soon as I was healed enough for the alpha to carry out his true intentions. The thoughts made me shudder and his handsome face flashed into my mind’s eye as if to taunt me but all it did was to raise doubt within me and as if I’d been infected with Hailey’s gullible spirit, I found myself doubting for him and believing that a man who had been so kind to me would ever harass me in such terrible ways as I’ve conjured in my head.

I said, my voice breaking. “You can’t be mine,” he said, louder now. “You are not fit to stand near me, let alone be claimed by me.” His words hit harder than his hands ever could. They stabbed every broken part of me that had just begun to hope. “I reject you,” he said coldly. “I, Caden Holt, Alpha of the Redfang Pack, reject you as my mate.” The room spun. But tears refused to come. But inside, something shattered. Loud and painful.