Red One Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Jade pouted. “ Come let me show you around” said Marissa as she took hold of Jade’s hand and led her outside. **** Damian looked at the report that was on his table. It was all the intel they were able to gather about the demons. Trevor and Klara were there. “So they are kidnapping young female witches with red hair because the demon king is looking for a recarnated deity and who is also a witch?” asked Damian dumbfounded. “ Yes alpha” replied Klara.

Closing his eyes he starts again. “The Red Fang territory is basically a box surrounded on four sides by other packs. White Fang is to the east, White Moon is to the north, Red Moon is to the west and Crescent Moon to our south. We’re already allied with White Fang and White Moon packs. They are the ones in charge of our warrior training. Red Moon hates us and actually sold off some of their land to create a buffer between us and them but that didn’t keep dad from trying to get a betrothal out of them. It took nearly a year before dad gave up trying to ally with those who hate us and started talking to the Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack. They have a huge territory, an impressive warrior pro

She nodded and stood up from her seat, approaching with a malicious yet satisfied smile, just thinking that she had caused such a scandal. "It seems, my dear friends, that the truth always comes to light, doesn't it, Ava?" she sneered, while everyone's gaze focused on the woman with dyed red hair. "And why do you intervene, Karen? Who are you to give an opinion? Go back to your seat now!" Daniel ordered, furious at that moment. Ava, head down, took a few steps back; the uncomfortable silence remained, perennial, torturous.

March 15. An identity fitted to torment the killer of the poor woman. “Do you understand? ANSWER ME, 0315.” I, who was driven into the corner of guilt and endless nightmare, looked into the predatory gleam in his red eyes. “Yes, my Lycan.”

’ ‘I would rather fight Mircea and his feral wolves than tell Red I am into BDSM. Raven rolls his eyes once more before retreating to the back of my mind and waiting for things to unfold. When Jeremy mind-links me and lets me know Red is ready, I go over to his house. “Can I know why I am blindfolded?” Red huffs while I walk next to her, making sure she doesn’t trip over anything. “Because I don’t want you to see the surprise before I allow you.” “Did I ever tell you how much I hate surprises?” she mutters.

Hello! Hola! Annyeong! Namaste! Everyone who lands here... This is Red here and I am glad that you found your way to my story... So this is my first work here and I am really really excited! Maybe some of you readers already know me if you are also on Wattpad and Dreame but not leaving things on probablity, here's a small introduction of me...

“Wish he would’ve just let us run without him. Typical Alpha, can’t let us have any fun until he gets his dick wet.” Red. That’s all I see as I tear through the doorway into the room. The poor bastards never even see me coming; never even have a chance to react or shift. Their blood stains every surface in the room by the time I’m through with them, tearing them limb from limb in my blind rage. If they were saying what I think they were, then I need to get to Astrid immediately, before Xavier lays a filthy hand on her. He can’t have her; she’s mine.

"Oh, and Mr. Harrison, you will well remember that you do not ignore my presence when I am with a guest." Benj just nodded and left. The brother left shortly afterward and I was alone with Mr. Red. Benj was never a scared person so why did he fear Mr. Red? He spoke to Seven as if he was the boss and not Seven. What power did Mr. Red have over us? "Ms. Holland is my aunt." Mr. Red spoke up. "She is my mother figure, as you'll put it." With that he stood up and walked around the desk. I moved back into my chair. He came and sat in front of me on his desk. He gave me one of those drop-dead gorgeous smiles.

The only sound in the big house was him unpacking things in the kitchen. “You never told me about Red,” Vanya muttered, breaking the silence. I could think of a hundred other things I would rather talk about. Sighing, I kissed her shoulder and then dropped my head back against the wall. “Red was in the facility with us. He was transported from somewhere else,” I explained. “Is he like you?” “His DNA was spliced with a mountain lion,” I muttered. “Very rare from what we heard.” “He talked like you were good friends,” she pointed out. “You said that you don’t have friends.”

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...”