Red Innocence And Instinct Novels & Stories

"Is that necessary? She's not guilty." Austin's eyebrows rose. "Who says? Did you watch the video or not? Ingrid also provoked Rhea." My gaze shifted back to the monitor. I saw Ingrid's movements, which seemed to challenge Rhea. Oh my god, I didn't watch it properly. "No wonder you're an Alpha. Your instincts are strong." Austin stared at her for a long time, then chuckled softly. "Just figured that out?" he said, leaning against the wall, "So, have you considered letting me into your heart?"

Not jealousy. Not anger. Something deeper. Recognition. Because in that moment, Jenna had not chosen strategy. She had not chosen power. She had not chosen the Crown. She had chosen instinct. And instinct… never lied. The realization settled like a blade in his chest. She still loved Rex. Maybe not in the way she once had. Maybe not in a way she would ever admit. But enough. Enough that when the world burned, She reached for him. Not David. Never David. His jaw tightened.

She was fuming in anger, her white face turned red with temptation whereas her eyes were spitting fire, she was clenching her teeth like ready to pounce and ate her enemies. Ethan didn’t bother by her anger and fuming speech. He responds calmly. “And what do you think Miss Evelyn Harrison that you will sneak in Edwards’ mansion in disguise and I will not recognize you? Tell me fast, what is your purpose to sneak in Edwards’ mansion other I will call the police.”

She remembered back days when Cindy is too happy with her, and later on Cindy becomes aggressive and started to fight with their classmate, Geneva saw Cindy that time, Cindy grabbed her classmate's hair and wanting to pulled from the fourth floor, Geneva is too scared to Cindy that time, however she remembered that Cindy is a friend of her so she hugged Cindy from the back to prevent any accidents, She prevented Cindy from committing a crime, ever since Geneva was always there whenever Cindy became aggressive. While Geneva was walking home, someone threw a gun to Geneva and Cindy pulled her in the road, Road that there's a lot of cars passing by, seems Cindy wanting to commit suicide with Ge

Roderick started down the alley only to trip over something he couldn't see, he corrected his balance and continued down the alley. "Hey, what are you three doing?" Roderick inquired. one of the shadows stood and started in his direction, Roderick saw a white body on the ground bucking and wreathing and silent pain. Roderick pulled his knife from his boot and attacked the shadows before him. the shadow before him swung, making contact with Roderick's shoulder. Roderick kept advancing, the shadow tripped in his retreat coming back up with a knife of his own. They thrust their knives at each other, a shadows knife cut Roderick's arm through his top coat. Roderick thrust his knife deep into the

The plan had been clean: a midnight tap on the Henderson estate, snatch the girl as leverage, and rattle Dominic’s cage without drawing blood. Cecilia. Her name lingered in my mind. I remembered the wide-eyed innocence she showed at the gala, a stark contrast to the dirt and deals I lived in. She was not just a pawn. She was Dominic's blind spot. But she was also a spark. Just thinking about her made my blood run hotter than a fresh score. It was an unwanted reaction, a distraction I did not need. I wanted her close, under my thumb, not just for the empire’s sake. I wanted to crush that innocent fire I had seen in her eyes during that waltz and see what remained.

When I got into the store, I still had that sense of excitement as I approached racks, scanning through aisle and aisle in search of something that would suit my new life well. After wandering through countless racks of clothes without finding anything that caught my eye, I stopped near a rock of blazers, and as I was about to reach for a navy blue one, a lady tried to snatch it, but I was quicker and grobbed it first, leaving her glaring angrily at me. "What?" I mumbled, hugging the blazer to my chest, and I scowled right back at her. Looking extremely annoyed, she snapped her mouth shut, her glare becoming more intense, and then she blurted out, "I saw it first! So you should give it back

I explained before adding, "Convenient, wouldn’t you say?” Daniel rose slowly, his fingers steepled. "However," he added calmly, "you neglected one thing, Miss Johnson." I flinched at the name. Not Mrs. DeLuca. Not anymore. Daniel then gave a file to the judge and turned to face the jury. "Ballistics reports—new reports—conducted by an independent agency, not the NYPD, reveal a disparity Miss Johnson concealed. Yes, the bullets were custom. However, the rifling on them does not match the barrel of Mr. DeLuca's lost rifle.”

“But there is a need for redemption ... a broken code cannot go unpunished. In a time like this, when the other families are doubting Armand Lombardo’s leadership ... we must show strength more than leniency.” “Spare my son’s life is all I ask from you ... we will honor the code as we have all these years ... I understand it’s a sensitive time for your family, and misunderstandings can lead to deeper trouble ... but I assure you ...” he looked at Pasquale. “We have always been loyal to the code; we share no alliance with other families to go against the code ... and we don’t intend to start now ... a war amongst ourselves is self-destructive; I always believe in keeping the peace”.

This was very naughty but Lia didn't really care because she wanted to this to be completed . She opened her window and locked her door. Making sure her maids didn't enter like they usually did without knocking . Though Lia didn't really mind it because she as so used to it .She waited patiently on her bed with a goofy grin . Minutes later Ace parked his car a few blocks away and nearly cursed hisself. He almost forgot that she was a princess with millions of bodyguards! He sneaked his way to her gates and manage to get in quietly . He walked carefully until he saw a familiar window opened.