Red John Novels & Stories

Jason Redson was the perfect picture of success; 6'4" tall, dark hair with blue eyes. John always thought his father should have been a movie star, not a stockbroker. With his mother and Kelly almost look-alike twins, he knew that he had been born into a blessed family and was determined to take advantage of it. That's what assets were for, his father constantly told him; if you don't utilize them, what good are they. Well, he was bound and determined to utilize them, he thought as he massaged his cock in his hand while thinking of his lovely sister. He smiled as he looked down at the 8" of hard cock in his hand, wondering if either of the 3 boys that he knew Kelly was fucking had cocks as b

"She was having a nightmare again. This time she's asleep for almost 4 days huh." a lady in a messy ponytail, hair dyed in red and fringe covered her enchanting amber eyes, are leaning in a door frame of the iron jail, while linking her strawberry flavored lollipop.

Erica POV: It’s been two days since samrat had marked me and these time I was not letting it go, I was in balcony thinking about my escape plan when I saw some hustle going down near garage area, I smelled something fishy and quickly headed downstairs and straight to garage “Hey Mr. John is everything fine?” I questioned samrat car caretaker ‘I don’t even know if Car caretaker is a real term’ I thought in my mind watching him “Yes Miss everythings fine and nothing to worry” he told me and I looked at the person who was standing beside him “Who is he Mr. John?” I question him again staring at man who was in some sort of mechanic uniform “Ohh..., he is from king’s garage, he came here to drop

He slammed his fists on the table and went, “Oww!” John sat straighter and stroked his desk, “Don’t hurt my baby.” His colleague rolled his eyes as he nursed his now reddish knuckles. It would probably bruise the next day. “Look,” John eyed the older man, “We’ll just give the redhead a few days to see what she pulls off. She won’t be able to do much. Plus I want to wait for the details on Rodriguez’s mysterious financier…” His landline began to ring and he answered it with the speaker turned on, “What’s up?”

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

But he was always careful and weighed everything from various aspects. It would be better if he kept this issue and didn't make a fuss in the midst of the ongoing pressure around the country. Baron Norman, famous as a dealer of various kinds of goods, especially jewelry. And his intuition said maybe this had something to do with it. "My name is Blake Wilkess, what's your name, kid?" "Thea..." "Last name?" "...just Thea, Sir." Thea stared at him, unmoving. It was her first time meeting Blake.

At 6’4” with 230 pounds of Ranger muscle, Johnny didn’t exactly fade into the background—which was sometimes a hassle as a member of a black ops team. Johnny was trained to work targets and assets—and he’d work around the distraction. The really pretty distraction. A red-haired vixen broke off from the group and sauntered towards him. Damn. He’d always loved a tall and shapely redhead. He preferred not to date short women. He liked to stare in a woman’s eyes when they worked up to fucking—an A****n who could give as much as she got and wasn’t afraid to get a little rough. He preferred women who weren’t afraid of his brute strength.

was all he replied. Jonda’s brother, Alpha John, was waiting for us once the boat had docked and greeted us as soon as we stepped off the gangway. He had the same deep auburn red hair as Jonda’s, but his eyes were crystal blue with a hint of green. Like most Alphas, he was tall and built, not quite my height and not as bulky as me, but he was a pretty good-sized Alpha. “Alpha John,” I greeted him with a nod “Thank you for not executing the criminal before we had a chance to question him and, of course, for your hospitality."

He looked around the room and acknowledged the fact that his members are there with him. Samantos is becoming too daring. He knows me and chose to play with me. "He chose to play with fire!!!" He shouted and the whole building shook. The guys were no longer surprised. A phone call jolted them back to life. Red, as he is popularly called stepped out to hand over the phone to Eric. Red, second in command, fastest shooter. He is called Red because of the number of people he has killed. He looks deadly dangerous. After Eric, no one dares him. A scar was visible on his face showing he had a rough childhood. Well, what more can you expect from a Capo? He relocated to the city after being beaten to

"If one of the men takes you on as an old lady, will you have a problem with it?" Red thinks about it for a moment. "I'm sure this is your way to keep me in line. I don't like not having a choice. That said, if it's Curly, I won't complain." Red stands and looks at me. "If you give me the chance, I'll be loyal to you. Never felt that way about Fox." I nod and she walks out. The men are silent for several minutes. "That's fucked up shit," Johns says. I push back a bit in my chair. "We have a chance to turn this club around. Killing women isn't the way we do it."