Red Pocketbook Novels & Stories

“I’ll never forget this. I swear, I won’t.” She nodded, wiping her tears quickly, and then handed me a small satchel. Inside, I found a flask, sandwiches, and—astonishingly—a large amount of money. I glanced at her, taken aback by the generosity. “Martha, this… this is too much,” I stammered. She shook her head, her expression firm. “It’s not too much. I can make more here. You’ll need it to settle somewhere new, wherever you end up. Thank the goddess we all use the same currency. You’ll need it more than I will.”

Dumbfounded, I stared at him for a few seconds before getting a hold of myself. "Aww, so you think of think of this as a date. How cute," I teased as we stepped out into the sidewalk, walking towards Sharma's Sweetmeat. "Oh please, Aditi, you're dying with delight inside," he tried, but the fact that he was scratching his neck gave him away. I grinned to myself, tucking the money the Principal had given me into the diner's donation box for climate change. Noticing an exceptionally vibrant royal blue poppy by the sidewalk, I bent to pick it up. Twirling in around on my palm, I said, "You know, West, in a field of poppies, you'd be this one. The most electrifying blue."

If there was the slightest chance that she’d figure it out on her own, then perhaps it would soften the blow. “Thanks, it looks interesting.” Ruby clutched her wrist in her other hand and fidgeted awkwardly. I walked across the room, pulled back the floor-length curtains to reveal the balcony doors. I flicked the latch, only needing to open one side. Then I used my old, heavy chemistry book as a doorstop. A gust of wind blew in and swirled around the chamber, lifting the pages of the car magazines and causing the drapes to float as if the place was breathing.

(completed) Hide and Seek: The first book in the Trio Legacies series. This is a werewolf book about all of the children from the Trio of Mates Series. Finding their mates, fighting the Riding Hoods, and facing a changing supernatural landscape, the children will now take over the mantle of leadership from their parents. Lots of graphic smut. (completed) - Second book, Red Rover, is ongoing. Love in the Time of Quarantine: 4 short stories that look at what happens when you are stuck with someone you didn’t expect during quarantine. Lots of very graphic smut. (ongoing)

Vinlot smiled and said to Hana, "Oh, you left Scott Hall?" Hana nodded and said, "I went to D.Ruck, Mrs. Vinlot," Mrs. Vinlot's eyes sparkled with joy, "Congratulations, Hana. It looks like things are going very well, doesn't it?" "There's a problem," Hana said with a wrinkle on her nose. "I didn't find any of my mother's information in the red book," Mrs. Vinlot was not surprised; she said calmly, "The special feature of the red book is the connection of the soul with its owner. It's a blank book,"

“I’ll ring these up and bill Master McCabe.” “Oh, that’s not necessary. I can afford a couple of books myself.” Hana tried to stop Finch, following him to the register. “So…did we stop here for Hana to get her ancient book fix? And oo those look interesting. You’re sharing.” Pam asked, leaning on the counter to see what books Hana was getting. “This book itself is two hundred dollars.” Finch held up the first edition of Jannot: A French Rabbit by Mireille Marokvia. “And this one is five hundred twenty-five.” He held up the copy of The Birth, life, and Acts of King Arthur by Thomas Malory.

At the centre of the room was a dark gem table shining like a mirror. Resting on top were crystal ink bottles standing beside a sharp silver pen and a thick leather book sealed with red wax. Behind the table was my tall chair carved out from bones. Small wolf skulls rested on the armrests, symbolizing authority. I moved towards the corner where clean shelves made from rare stones and gold stood firmly. I scanned through them until my eyes landed on the book I was looking for. The Red Ledger was dark red in color, with iron edges and a wolf sigil stamped on the cover. It was a customized book of mine, used only to record the taxes, debts, and punishments of the pack members.

Red said. "Exactly!" ADAM_ "What's this... there's a lock on the book?," Though I'm not the strongest but at least I am stronger than a normal human. I clawed the lock and it fell. Parting the book open, I almost gasped when I saw a bottle in it.. The book doesn't even have pages! "Wow..."I quickly took the small bottle. I slid it in my back pocket. After I closed the book, I returned it back to its original position. As I made to leave, I heard someone speak.

His tone was tinged with menace. Poppy arched an eyebrow. "Up to you, then." Reaching into her bag again, she removed a stack of booklets. She glanced down at them and then back up to Slade. "I didn't realize there'd be so many here today. I'm afraid I didn't make enough. Perhaps you gentlemen wouldn't mind sharing?" "Now see here, Chastain, I've had enough." Slade pushed back from the table and approached her. She pressed a booklet into his hands and watched his eyes widen. Red crept up his neck and the vein at his temple pulsed.