Red Leader Tord Mga Nobela at Kwento

A portal has been created and whoever it is that created it from my world was here already. "They've found us..." I mutter but it was to his hearing. "Who has found us?" he asks, apparently more confused than before. I quickly walk up to the doorway leading into his room and my eyes catch sight of something extraordinary. There were three different portals closing up and out of those portals were warriors from the Red Moon pack. The sigil on their outfits were hard to miss. The one who was leading them was the Alpha's dog, Gamma Connor. And from the look on his face, he was prepared to teach me a lesson.

She had refused to tell him anything about herself because she was a witch. Then he remembered what the elders told him when they went to the supernatural council and now he found out that she was a nature witch. The most powerful witches in history with glowy hair. ‘No, no, no. It can't be. She can't be the deity the demon king has been looking for but her hair was supposed to be red not brown. The only person he can talk to for answers is Rick Marissa’s brother. He mindlinked the warrior guarding him and asked them to bring Rick to him.

She held a digital tablet against her chest and looked highly nervous. "Alpha," Brenda started, her voice a little shaky. "I am sorry to interrupt your paperwork. But Alpha Torin from the River Pack is currently waiting in the front lobby. He is asking for a face-to-face meeting with you in exactly thirty minutes." Sean frowned, dropping his pen onto the desk. "I don't have a meeting booked with Torin today. Tell him my schedule is full and he can call my office tomorrow during normal business hours to set an appointment." "I tried to tell him that, sir," Brenda explained quickly, stepping further into the room. "But he refuses to leave. He drove four hours from the southern valley just to g

Mindy said plaintively, "Tarloh's orders." "TARLOH!" Red screamed, finding her voice. She heard the thumping of his mighty footsteps, even over the chaotic din of their underground layer. "Let me up!" she screamed, straining vainly against the heavy leather straps. "Only if you promise to . . ." the big man started as he appeared in her view. "I promise to break your neck if you don't let me loose!" Red was frantic and was prepared to morph into her lycanthropic state, even if it killed her.

Randey understood how they had earned their reputation. The bright metal of his father’s helmet glittered in the afternoon sun as the drills continued. Randey had located him easily. His uniform made him stand out, as with the other Captains wearing their silver, Dragon-crested helmets, but it was also his broad, tall build that stood out as well. Reidar Edal was a powerful man, still in his physical prime, with dark hair and a short-cropped beard, and deep green eyes that reflected both intelligence and compassion. Randey had become so involved watching the drills that the sun was setting before he realized it. He knew he could not reach their house before dark, but inside he did not regret

It indicated that Andraste was thoroughly enraged. “The real game starts now.“ As soon as the words left him, another flash of lightning struck the air. Another appalling vial of the red drug appeared in his hand. The Ultimate Red Spider, which Professor Yandar specially tailored for Andraste. Only an expert like Andraste would be able to withstand the Red Spider’s might. This Red Spider was one of a kind. “What is he doing?” Seeing the Red Spider in Andraste’s hand, Dalton and Silas were both startled.

His eyes were very wild, and he gave off a very cold aura that caused Goosebumps to appear on the skin of the guards escorting him. “You called for me, boss.” The man asked in his deep baritone voice that sent shivers down the spine of anyone who heard it. “I need your help with him, Red.” Fred said. Red face brightened up with a smile. He had been given a job he loved doing the most. Red was once a partner of Fred during his day’s as a soldier. He was one of the most brutal people Fred had ever met. He was given the name ‘RED’ in the battlefield cause of the way he was always bathed in blood after coming in contact with the enemy.

His words caused thunder in broad daylight. …what? His friend also squatted down. He poked the red liquid on the ground and sniffed it. "Yes. It's animal blood. We're both hunters, so we're very familiar with this smell." He then glanced at Thea. "You didn't lie to us, did you?"