Red Planet Novel Novels & Stories

Rowan leaned against a thick log, one leg propped up casually, while Mira sat cross-legged near the fire, head tilted back, watching the stars in silence. "Ren, tell us the story again," piped up one of the pups, a small, sharp-faced girl named Lacey. She tugged at my hand, eyes wide and expectant. "The Six Packs," another pup added quickly. "Please?" "You already know it," I said, dropping onto the log with a sigh. "You’ve heard it more times than I can count." "And we want to hear it again," Mira murmured with a smile. "Let them enjoy it while they’re still young enough to think politics is magic."

Terra, a planet chosen by the Gods, was now a place where Terrans, Vampires, Werewolves, Demons, and all other creatures became its inhabitants. The Cromwels' was originally from Mirrikh, the second planet that could sustain the lives of all creatures. It was called the red planet because you could smell the scent of blood through the air, and even the color of its surroundings was red. It was considered one of the most dangerous places to live in. Mirrikh was a place for the creatures who didn't have a clan. Those who had been exiled on their own and those who had committed a crime against others were now considered fugitives by the Elysian Elders.

I can visualize the clock wheels turning in his head, trying to decide if I am capable of understanding the complex poem. I like a challenge! I sit, ignoring the warmth spreading through my body as I lie close to Bryce, opening the tome, and I gasp. The artwork on the page is beautiful and elegant. The lettering reminds me of "The Book of Kells," a real work of art. But I do not have the time to carefully examine the intricate patterns and designs created in different colored inks.

“Welcome to the fight, prima.” Marco’s voice was weak but real. “You’re a Vasquez.” I kissed Rosa’s forehead, blood and tears mixing. “My sobrina.” Alexander’s arm encompassed us. “Our home.” Lila’s nod was solemn. “Our army.” But the subway grate hissed. A single red thread drifted out. It landed in the ash. And wrote, in Rosa’s handwriting: VOLUME VII: THE NEW BLOOD. Rosa’s chest burned. She looked down.

But fate deals him a cruel hand, for upon arriving at her door, Cillian discovers that Mabel has found love and comfort in the arms of another man. Here, Cillian finds his way to redemption, and struggles with the question of whether love and forgiveness can truly mend what was broken. Will Cillian still have a place in Mabel's heart in Book 2 of Alpha's Redemption? Will she be willing to let go of the newfound love she has embraced? This continuing tale explores the power of remorse, the depth of human emotions, and the strength of love when it comes to second chances.

It had to be Kellina’s joy sweeping over all of us as her emotions got away from her. After watching and allowing almost every single red wolf to approach her, our Alpha Braun made his typical grunting noise loudly enough for Kellina to turn to him and nod acknowledging him. Braun nodded back and then looked at Athena. I too took her in and saw Athena’s slender figure and fiery green eyes with her long, beautiful fire-red hair going down to her bottom. I felt something inside stirring and my wolf was desperate, but I brushed it off. “Crimson Priestess, has the Red Crescent Pack made their decision?” Kellina looked over at the elderly woman and held her hand then spoke to them all whispering

What's the story here? "There's some travel between your realm and this one, so some of your technology has leaked over and been altered to function here," Finn remarked after a brief pause. "I am from the Realm of Red, which is a realm of pure magic. Staff and the supernatural. As a result, the sword." Finn glanced in the direction of the howls. "Things are far more complicated between my realm and this one. And we should get moving before a pack scout catches sight of us."

Aria’s POV The bright morning light streamed into my eyes the moment I opened them, causing a moment of temporary color blindness and I shut them back, squinting them tight. A while later, I slowly opened my eyes to be met with the white pristine walls of my environment. A frown slipped into my face as I glanced around to see I was in a strange room. Even the bed I was lying on was far bigger than my small bed, and unlike the nightstand in my room with books sitting on it, the nightstand in this room was empty, holding just a lamp and a bottle of water. I turned a bit to glance out of one of the two windows in the room and instead of the usual familiar bush path that was behind my home, I wa

My vision is blurred as I attempt to look at the large wolf standing a respectable five feet in front of me. “My name is Alpha Julian Redding. I was contacted some time ago by Alpha Andre Redmen about assisting him in getting his brother out of harm’s way, out of Red Fang. Based on the way you entered my buffer zone, I’d like to think you’re looking for help.” His voice is patient and kind, reminding me of Alpha Black, the alpha I’m longing to be held and comforted by.

I typed a quick reply, "Yes, see you soon." ~★~ I breathed in the crisp autumn air, the leaves on the trees had turned golden and orange, and the sky was a brilliant blue. I made my way to the coffee shop, enjoying the crispness of the weather and the sounds of the city. Bella was waiting for me at a small table by the window, a steaming cup of coffee in front of her. "How was it?" she asked as I sat down. "What did old man Fred say about your new piece?"