Red Line One Piece Novels & Stories

I asked. “I don’t want to exchange any words with Levi,” she said quietly. “So please… stay here with me until your assistant arrives.” I hesitated, then shrugged, sliding my hands into my pockets as I moved closer. Then, my eyes caught something, a red line clearly visible across her neck. My stomach dropped at once, this can't be what I am thinking it is. “What is that?” I asked instantly and I reached out instinctively. But a hand grabbed my fist and another fist swung toward my face.

I ask, turning to face him fully. He shrugs, hands slipping into his pockets. “Why not? Ghost isn’t the only one who sees the fire in you.” Red reappears with her arms full, dumping things into my arms. “Try them. If you don’t, I will.” I roll my eyes, muttering a curse under my breath. Titan leans in as I turn toward the dressing room. “You should pick the red one,” he says quietly, voice brushing hot against my ear. “Something about that color on you...”

I cried on the floor, trying to get myself back together and when I remembered what Lorde told me, I tried to let go of the pains and said, "Red can you fight once I let you switch sides?" "I will try a little but I am so weak and tired, the silver had a lot of terrible effect on me." "Okay let's do it this way, I will fight my way through, try and get yourself together for running, once I spot a place we have to run with our speed okay?" "I am beginning to like your plan even if I don't know the details yet," Red said.

"She... she smells like the bond." "And she smells like the fire," Rowan muttered, looking at the 'Rebel' clone. "They smell like ink and desperation!" I shouted. I looked at the Anchor. The purple mist was originating from the base, where the "Redline" energy I’d poured in was being corrupted. The Author was trying to force a "Choice" by literally splitting the prize. "Mattias!" I yelled over the rising wind. "The silver! Use the silver arrows on the pillar, not the clones!"

T‌oo inn‍ocent. I f‍ound i‌t‍. Red. Not bright c⁠herry red.‍ Dark r‌ed. Bl‍ood red.​ The color of‍ violence and pass‍ion. It was silk‍, strapl​ess, with a slit tha‍t went u‍p to the t⁠hig‍h. I pulled i‍t out.‍ "This one,"‍ I said.⁠

"Manu, open the damn door," Bianca shouted, pounding her fist like a mad woman. "No... it's okay," replied Emmanuelle in a weak voice. She'd had to put her hands on the edge of the sink and was struggling to keep her balance as she watched her eyes change color. Instead of the usual blue, blood-red lines appeared. She took deep breaths. Besides, she had to calm down quickly and find a way to get Bianca out of the house. However, she hadn't anticipated that the pain coursing through her would be so intense.

It is not alright. “I can’t just attack them. Even though this is clearly an act of war. I don’t want that. I also can’t allow or dismiss this though.” He runs a hand through his hair and I speak up. “Call Mina.” “Randy’s sister?” “She mated to a wolf in Silver Rock.” “That doesn’t mean she knows anything or would tell me anything.”

A very strange dream! At first, she did not remember the details of that dream clearly. All she could recall was a man hugging a young girl beneath a large cherry blossom tree. The scene resembled a painting. In fact, it was almost like an illusion. So beautiful to behold but also so heart-wrenching to look at. You know. The beautiful "illusion" actually represents a wound. A tragedy... Capable of shattering one's soul and body upon witnessing. That was all she could remember.

“But how do you see the lines?” Aelia seemed to take in Sam before speaking. “There are three colors of connections. The two prominent ones are white and red.” “Red being for fated?” Sam asked, now genuinely interested. I smiled, once he was given something he didn’t have a lot of information on, suddenly he was a little kid asking a million questions. For once, I was glad it wasn’t aimed at me but I wondered how well Aelia would take it. “Correct. Red is the fated mates. Some connections you can actually see are broken and some continue on that leads to their other half.”

Now that work is almost done, that’s why he gave his preference to his work. Jack handover Alex a file. “Alex it’s a file of Red Rose, she commits three murders with different weapons but every time she tortured the victim before killing, she even dares to leave her sigh proudly which shows her deep hatred towards the victim and true confidence in herself.” “Every deceased was connected to each other and we don’t have any evidence but heard from a few people that they all recently encountered some problems.” Jack explained many more things about the case, and Alex was listening and reading the file given by Jack.