Red Lines Novels & Stories

"Rafferty! The critic loved it! He says the red line represents the 'severing of the past.'" Rafferty looked at her. He looked at the kind, artist who had just become another piece of the shrine. "It’s not a line, Elena," Rafferty said, his voice a dead flatline. "It’s a vein." He turned and walked out of the gallery, the sound of his own heart beating like a drum in his ears. The air in London suddenly smelled like sandalwood. "Marcus! Get the car!" "Where to, sir?"

He had a bandage on his head. "Last one," Marvin said. He fed the final sheet. "It’s processing the names now." "Show me the map," Lina said. A gray bar moved across the screen. The fan got loud. The screen flashed. Red lines spread across the black background. Marvin leaned in. The red light reflected in his glasses. "Look at this," Marvin whispered. "Filter for Blankenship," Lina said. Marvin typed. The lines shifted. They all pointed to one spot.

Red targeting lasers spread across the sea in an intricate web. Then every beam locked onto the same point. The foreheads of the two people who still had not separated.

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”

Two red lines. Two fucking red lines. I closed my eyes again and thought I had just missed it, but I didn't. When I woke up, I could still see two red lines. Two red lines that I know will change my life. Tears began to well up in my eyes as I walked out of the bathroom with a heavy shoulder. My eyes immediately looked for the trash can on the side, and I immediately threw the kit there. I felt terrified that I could not be near it.

Later on, he finally spoke. "You could have endangered yourselves. You were fortunate enough because Jacob accompanied you. And did you know that rogues and rebels are lurking around the woods of Preousia? So next time, please do tell the pack if you planned something like that again." Ayla and I both nodded our heads after apologizing. Then Doc Linus took something from his drawer and he showed us a small box with red linings. When he opened the box he took a necklace with a wooden pendant with a small circular stone in the middle.

“You’re right Hazel and oh Nina it’s important that you give us a colour to work with “ insisted Scarllet “Uhmm, I don’t have a beat colour but Aiden said Red looks good on me” I said with a small smile “No, red is going to be too shorty and then it will all collide with your hair colour …we need another colour , there’s a lot of colour options out there “ suggested Scarllet

He tapped another section of the page. The snake was the palest blue with darker markings on its body. The snake right beside that one, looked like it was trying to intercept the line. The second snake was a dark indigo, almost black. Faint silver etchings covered its body. "Okay," I said. "What does that signify?" "When looked at with more than human eyes, you will notice that the line is not actually unsteady. But rather, a weaving of reds, oranges, yellows, and the thinnest black line. The line has been braided."

I tell Carla to pour some more water in the glass and she does so. Ten. Nine. Eight. I sip the water as I look at Troy with a smirk and he rolls his eyes. At five, I place the glass on the table and start walking towards the couch. The record starts before I'm there and so I start talking as I walk to the couch where Patty is. "Welcome back everyone to the Red Flags show where unveil red flags in relationships and uncover cheating partners." I start looking directly at the camera before Troy says through my earpiece to turn to camera four. The one on my left side.

Lillianna shook her head trying to shake herself together before she refilled his glass. “You have one job…” Marla was speaking to her now. “Like how hard is it… You’ve been here long enough to know not to keep AJ waiting.” “I’m sorry…” Lillianna was about to sob. She was freaking out. Was Paul dead? Was he hurt. “Something wrong Lillianna?” AJ asked her now. This bastard knew what he was doing… “No…” She found it hard to look into his eyes. “You sure… You look a little pale…”