Red Rising Book Review Novels & Stories

I now turned to Critsy knowing it had to be said. “Gorm does not lie. Everyone listens, these are good people a good pack that is far stronger than we could ever be because they allow everyone to be who they should be, mate whoever they want to mate.” I watched as his eyes met Claire’s and she quickly put her head down. “There is hope here and love here. We can be happy without ever having to run away again and all we have to do is follow our true alpha, the last true descendant of the red wolves, the Crimson Priestess.” Hushed voices and intense shock swept through almost every single wolf.

“You, though, still lack enough experience, and I believe you could do with someone guiding you who’s in your corner when dealing with the rest of the world.” “Why you?” Ana couldn’t understand why Edith and Allan seemed so intent on befriending her. Even George admitted he was baffled by Edith’s motives prior to this. “Why not me? My age? My species? A few questionable facts about something that may or may not have happened? We want the Ruling Council to be successful. It won’t be if all we do is wage on type of war or another on each other. I’d rather gave a group we can trust and slowly grow that group. Ragnar is here because he believes this is the correct route to take. He’s here becaus

I valued her input and appreciated her loyalty, and I knew that I could always count on her to have my back. Her fiery red hair and sharp green eyes made her stand out in any crowd, and her confident and no-nonsense attitude was the reason why she had quickly risen to the ranks within my organization. Georgia had a way of keeping me in line, and she wasn't afraid to speak her mind. It was one of the things I admired about her. I often found myself wondering what it would be like to have a relationship with her, but I knew that it was impossible. She was too valuable to my organization, and I couldn't risk losing her. But that didn't stop me from indulging in a little flirting now and then.

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The mist in Puncak was not like the mist in Paris. In the French capital, the fog felt like a romantic veil, a soft blur that turned the city into a painting. Here, amidst the charred ruins of the Zea estate, the mist felt like cold breath against the back of Serena’s neck—the exhalation of a mountain that had witnessed her family’s destruction.

I refused to disappear. The man I am today was built in the dark—prison corridors, sleepless nights, and a silence that either breaks you or sharpens you into something dangerous. I chose to transform everything done to me into something no one saw coming. I studied, planned, waited. When ready, I moved like a shadow—quietly, precisely, without mercy. They thought they had buried me. They didn’t understand that I was a seed.

I reply. He grabs a book on the bedside counter, and I recognize the cover. Chasing Red by Isabelle Ronin. A lot of things have been removed from my room. “She was fire, and I wanted her to burn me,” he reads on the cover. He sits on the bed and pats on his lap. I pull my lower lip between my teeth and walk towards him and sit on his lap. He wraps his arms around my torso and places the book in my hands. “What do you love most about reading?” he asks, and rests his chin on my shoulder.

His eyes glowed red with lust and hatred as they focused on her, causing a throb of primal yearning to pulsate between her legs. “Oh, geesh, really?” I muttered. “You just watched this dude rip out your history professor’s throat, and now you want to get freaky with him after turning him down so many times when he was being sweet and kind and generous in his human form? Unbelievable.” Except I bet the scene that followed was going to be too hot to resist, so sign me up right alongside her because I was the one who flipped the page on my e-reader, eager to see what happened next.

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.

She was in the arms of the Alpha. She looked up at his eyes and she could see his rage. His normally sapphire irises now an enraged crimson. His full lips stretched in a ferocious snarl, exposing massive canines. She watched as his mere dominant presence cowed the mindless beast. His very aura makes the previously ferocious creature as tame as a lap dog. Her mind was in turmoil as she was led away and everything put in place. She had succeeded, he would definitely be closer to her, if only to check up on her.