Novel & Cerita Red Notice Novel

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It sounds faint as if the phone is under something. “It’s coming from the living room.” I say sprinting to the room. My eyes dart around the room viciously scanning the place and my eyes land on the carpet near the ugly looking couch. A deafening silence fills the room as I take in the red splatter on the grey carpet. Blood. I unconsciously shove my phone into Nick’s clammy hand and approach the carpet with caution as if it could attack me any second. Bending down, my hand runs through the spoiled carpet bristles. Bringing my hand to my nose I smell the blood.

Would he show his figure? Would people be aware of his existence? Would the secrets and crimes that he had committed be unraveled? That person, can she melt the cold heart? Which would he choose? Hatred and vengeful past or love and their future? This red thread, still remembering their souls to each other.

Madam Gill met my clear, unflinching gaze and, in that instant, was overwhelmed with shame. At the hospital, I saw Kyle lying pale and lifeless on the bed. My chest tightened painfully. I sat beside him, and almost as if by coincidence, the heart monitor quickened. Madam Gill was overjoyed. She spoke as she held his hand, “Kyle, look who is here. It is Nadine, your beloved Nadine! Open your eyes, just once, for her, won’t you?” Yet Mr. Gill pulled her out, leaving me alone with him.

“Anyone would have missed that because it is insignificant, but not you, Haylee.” Liya was right. The book was shoved behind two giant books, and its front cover had been ripped off. I held Jodie with one arm, stretching the other to get the book off the shelf. My eyes squinted as I tried to read the words on the first page. “Cursed in Crimson: The Tale of Ancient Red Wolves,” I read under my breath. Flavia heard me and stepped towards me with about five books in her hands. She etched, “Interesting. That might help us with solving the mystery around Elder Calvin’s death.”

🎋🎋🎋 Bruce Mansion Andrew had been researching Rita since he returned from the party. He hadn't slept a wink, because when he did, dark memories woke him up. His spy had just sent him information, and he went through it carefully. His wife, Mallory, was still fast asleep, and his daughter, Tanu—well, she was on her own. Since last night’s humiliation, she hadn't stepped foot out of her room. She had come home around four in the morning when everyone was already asleep except him.

Valerie asked looking away from her phone that I hadn't noticed she was holding and concentrating on me. "They do?" I asked, feigning surprise. "Of course, they do! This is the 21st century and things like that rarely happen, if you weren't my best friend and someone told me you were still a virgin, trust me, I would not have believed. "Why, isn't it a normal thing for girls?"

It was a note, written in familiar handwriting. "Adelaide, I'm here to help you. Be ready to escape tonight. -S" Adelaide's heart leapt with hope. Sarah had found her, and she was coming to rescue her. As the hours ticked by, Adelaide waited anxiously for nightfall. She knew that she had to be ready, had to be prepared to make a run for it. And when the lights went out, and the room was plunged into darkness, Adelaide knew that it was time. She took a deep breath, and waited for Sarah's signal.

Leah's Pov, The room was quiet, except for the TV's voices that suddenly caught my attention. "Master, Little Red, called out as he stood up abruptly looking at the TV. I turned to look at the screen and saw Axel being handcuffed and taken away by the police. My heart skipped a beat. "Axel?!" I muttered, blinking my eyes, hoping it was just a dream. I reached for my phone to call him, but it wasn't going through. Panicked, I turned to Little Red. "Let's go," I said, my voice filled with worry.

The way he acted during the time of trouble, decisive but controlled, hinted at a depth she hadn't anticipated. But why did it matter? She shook her head and forced herself to concentrate on her work. Heathen King was her boss and nothing more. Whatever hid beneath his surface was not her priority. However, while she worked late into the night, she couldn't help but wonder whether their paths had crossed for a reason, and what secrets the mysterious millionaire might be keeping. Meanwhile, in a luxurious hotel's rooftop suite, Heathen stood by the sky-high windows, holding a glass of scotch. The big city spread out before him, its lights flashing in the dark.