Red Dead Redemption Novels & Stories

### Red Red knew what was coming, but still nothing could prepare him for the lancing pain it brought him to hear Misha fucking Lars. He knew he should’ve just run off, as far away as he possibly could within the infernal collar’s range, and busy himself fastidiously with hunting down some decent fresh meat. He needed to feed. He needed to KILL something. He meant to do all this noble and responsible things, he really did, but instead he found himself coming closer. The proverbial moth to the motherfucking proverbial flame. Like a man in a dream, he drifted slowly and inevitably closer to the sounds and smells of the incredibly unlikely couple fucking. He crested the final hill between them

Abruptly, the starry night sky is no longer filled with song; it wis filled with the screams of men and women as Alpha Rivera leads his warriors from the trees down into the valley. The air is thick with panic and fear, and Alpha McGowen desperately tries to organise his warriors and mount a defence, but it was no use. Dozens of Redwood’s in both wolf and human form are taken down before they even know what hit them and the rest are slow to shift due to the alcohol.

Lights from nowhere were beginning to flash, and he heard screams echo in his mind. He would get his revenge. He would shed his identification code of Gryaz E-009, and he would be called by his actual name. His real name: Red_Two.

She squealed. “That she is.” Ryder purred. I felt a rush of heat shoot to my cheeks. “So adorable.” “I’m not adorable.” I frowned. He chuckled leaning down kissing my nose. I shooed him away by putting my hand on his face. “Remi.” He said. “Meet my mate.” He was so happy. I could see it in his eyes. “Your mate?” she questioned. “Who’s mate?” Rylen asked walking to us. Ryder looked at his siblings. “Remi, Ryden, this is my mate, Riley RedFang.” He said with pride as he puffed his chest out, such an Alpha.

Red Room The heavy steel door of the Red Room creaked open with a mechanical hiss as Alessandro stepped in. The room was dimly lit, blood-red LED strips casting a sinister glow over the walls, which were lined with old-world books, tech equipment, and weapons both antique and modern. Every corner pulsed with quiet danger, every shadow a reminder of the power that resided here.

A tall handsome figure stood in the place of the boy when the light disappeared. The man had white hair and white beards. His iris were red and they were glowing. A staff appeared on his right hand. Rick could tell that he was very powerful. “ Now let's get down to business.” said the man named Arthur as he sat down and faced Rick. Then he continued “ I heard you need my help” he said to Rick. Rick looked at him still unable to say anything. He laughed. “ I know. I know. I don't look like an elder. I get that a lot. Oh where are my manners?. My name is Arthur and I am an elder from the hearthstone coven” said Arthur as he introduced himself to Rick.

[Host has suffered catastrophic injustice: deprivation of dignity and theft of achievement. [Current unfairness count: 3/3.] [Judgment confirmed. Death program initiating.] [Brain-death countdown: 10 minutes.]

By the time I arrived, the scene was in chaos. Senna cradled Corbin in her arms. He had gauze wrapped around his thin wrists, and his face was white as paper. The moment he saw me, he shrank further into her embrace like a frightened rabbit. "Senna... I really don't want to live anymore..." His voice cracked with sobs, and it was barely above a whisper. "If I'm going to be framed like this, I'd rather be dead." Senna stroked his hair with a tenderness that vanished the instant she turned to look at me. Her eyes were as cold as ice. It was the same look she had worn in my previous life when she killed me to avenge him.