Red Glory Novels & Stories

‘Since you, Excalibur, has taken the liberty to bring that up first, I, Gladys, as Old Mistress of the Summers family, obviously cannot be wimpy. “Three days later, on the Meteor Dragon Terrace of Dragon King Mountain, Shaun will fight you. Whether the Summers family wins or loses the war, I, Gladys, will declare war with your Willow family. One of us must die!” To say the least, Gladys, as the wife of Keane Summers, the number one north powerhouse in the past, had an air of arrogance in her bones. But, over the years, her nature had been suppressed because of her dedication to Buddhism.

whatever it was non of my business, focusing back on the bride and groom who were now both facing the altar, i found my eyes falling on Elena dress that had the tile stuck, leaving my place and placing my bouquet in another bridesmaid, one of Elena's cousins, i bent down and fixed the tile and smoothed it out, not thinking that my ass was on full display, I turned to find some interesting looks. first of all my father's aura was literally saying 'anyone of you sons of bitches stare is a dead man' and my brothers backing him up, what interested me was the one alpha that had his eyes on me with mixed feelings. ---- Adrian Fuck my life... Fuck me and fuck everything... did she have to bent like

GRAY I reach the gold team’s bunker just as they’re returning with the black team’s flag, whooping and cheering. Looks like we won- no thanks to me. I don’t explain my absence, just congratulate the team as they all celebrate. Then the black team makes their way over, hanging their heads in defeat. They aren’t too sour about it, though- everyone had a lot of fun. It was definitely a successful first war games. Brock comes up beside me, folding his arms and glaring. “Where’s Fallon?” he asks, his voice low so that only I can hear.

It was good because no one would find out who she was soon. Grace worked so hard all her life as an editor, crawling all the way to the top as the chief editor of a glossy magazine firm. She had appeared in the magazine herself a lot of times, but she doubted anyone here w would engross their time in reading magazines like that. Even if a few of them did, they wouldn't recognize her with her hair dyed jet back from the natural blonde color she had, and from wavy to straight.