Red Dead Redemption Story Novels & Stories

He glanced at me in the process, and I saw a small spark behind his eyes, one hidden only for me. "Ugh... fine." Danre sunk back into his seat, letting out a sigh as he deflated with defeat. "I knew Red when we were young, long before I organized the web..." Dante started. "I knew here well before I even started living on the streets, when I was just... a little kid. Reddina was a friend of sort, the annoying kid in a bad neighborhood but the one that always looked after the other kids, and in turn, who everyone loved as an older sister. She was... in a way, the only bright things in any of our lives, our protector... We weren't even older than nine years old when some of the parents started

I know exactly where we are, even though I’ve never been this far away from Endova. This is the road leading to the Roguelands. Beyond this forest, the Deadlands become nothing but barren, gray hills. Once, refugee camps dotted those plains. Sometimes the elders tell stories about that time, over two decades ago now. War and famine. Unimaginable hardship. My heart begins beating so fast I start to lose the ability to take a full breath. Freya keeps talking, going on and on about how someone we know kissed someone else we know at the wedding party. For some reason unknown to me, I look over my shoulder. We’re in the center of the group, following the carts, and Ryan is far back.

A man in a loading dock, cigarette dangling from cracked lips, his heart beating too fast as I stepped from the shadows, as I smiled, as I struck — his blood bitter but sustaining, his death quick, his body left hidden in a dumpster, and the witness I chose — a janitor, old, half-blind, easily swayed — would swear it had been a wolf, a monster in fur, nothing human, nothing vampire. I wove the narrative with every kill, threading the lie through the city’s veins until it became truth, until the whispers began, until the fear grew — a rogue wolf, a rabid beast, a threat hidden in the night — let them look to Lucas, let them question his control, let them wonder if the mighty Blackwood pack ha

He walked back to bed, leaving me alone with the glow of the screen and the taste of victory sitting on my tongue. The next morning, I wore red. Red meant war. I met Cole and Jasper in a small warehouse on the edge of town. We used the place for deals before. Dirty ones. Today, it was for something bigger. “She’s rattled,” I said, pacing in front of them. “But not broken. We need to press harder.” Cole leaned against a crate, arms crossed. “We almost had her last night.” “Almost isn’t good enough,” I snapped. “She had backup,” Jasper added. “That guy, Xavier. He’s always around now.”

What is it with her and dropping bombs on me? “Fuck no! People have to believe this is real, first we need to come up with a believable story about your reappearance. Then how and when we started dating. Also, I’m assuming you don’t want to alert your uncle of your plans, so I suggest we initiate the merger before we make our marriage plans go public. So we marry in a month.” I say matter-of-factly. I watched her tug her lips with her teeth, silently taking in my words. Not so clever now Malloy, I thought to myself with a smirk. “Fine, you’re right. I’ll come up with a story tomorrow, and I’ll run it by you. Also I’ll send the contract tomorrow, cool?” she muttered almost nicely.

“It is, baby. This is where Mommy’s story began.” It felt surreal, stepping foot in this city again after all this time. The memories were everywhere—some bitter, some sweet, and most of them haunting. Five years ago, I’d barely escaped with my life. If it weren’t for Liam, I wouldn’t have. I glanced at Abigail, her curly hair bouncing with each step, and my heart swelled with love and gratitude. She was my miracle. The day I “died” was a blur of pain and betrayal. After Alexander had ordered my execution—I’d been left for dead. But fate had intervened. The nurse handling my “body” had crossed paths with Liam, the youngest son of the Alpha King.

I spent my time in the Southern Banks creating many new paintings. Some of them had been submitted to competitions. The day I returned home was also the day I was to receive an award. Standing on the stage, I told the audience the story behind my work. “I once lost my eyesight. Looking back, that period of my life was complicated. I was betrayed and deceived by someone I loved, living under the illusion of a false salvation. But even in the darkness, I encouraged myself to keep going. All of those experiences culminate in this piece. It represents my past and my rebirth.”

"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

"Hunter, I just learned about some information, and I think this matter of Zander's new lover might be a misunderstanding." Hearing Aldrich's words, Hunter was not very pleased in his heart. But after all, he was not an impulsive child. The friendship between the Red Moon Pack and the Blackthorn Pack was quite good. If they tear their faces because of this, it would be detrimental to both parties. He endured his displeasure and asked, "Oh? What exactly is going on?"

He was going to follow her and say all that was on his mind when he heard the front door open “Jared?” he heard Xavier scream “What’s wrong? Why are you screaming again?” he asked, impatiently “There is another dead body. It is a kid’s body again. We have to find a way to stop this. The people of Crimson valley are starting to lose their patience. It is a matter of time before thing go out of hand here. They are not buying my story of peace and unity anymore and they thing the blue silver pack has something to do with it” Xavier said