Red Rising Novel Novels & Stories

Cazriel's POV I slammed the heavy wooden door shut with a thunderous crash, the lock snapping into place like a cage door. The echo hadn’t even faded before Riven’s body betrayed him completely. The ugly fight with my mother, the thick waves of fear rolling off him — it was the final breaking point. His heat, already vicious, detonated into something feral and unstoppable because he was trapped with the Alpha who had fucked that pup into his belly.

Alice turns on her back, hatchet in hand as the woman jumps on top of her. They fight with each other, each of them trying to kill with hatchets in hand. Fenrir slips and falls off a tree branch while trying to catch up with them. He lands on his side, his body almost completely covered in snow. Both of the women's attention turn to the sound of Fenrir falling. Alice takes this opportunity to free her arm from the woman's hand and plunges her hatchet into the woman's neck. She falls off Alice after her body immediately goes limp. Fighting for survival, but the woman's injuries are almost immediately fatal.

Wow, I just close my eyes waiting for the pain to hit me, but nothing happens. I open my eyes slowly, was it just an illusion? But I flinch when I see a big wolf on top of the woman who was threatening me. The wolf is completely white, so gorgeous, I get lost as I watch it swiftly fighting her off. Did the wolf just save my life? In one move, the wolf bites off the woman’s head and throws it away.

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.

This woman birthed me, how could she do this to me? “Ren! Happy B...” My father yells from behind us, making me move to see his face. Blood his covering my back and legs at this point. With my mother behind me, he won't see clearly... or at least... I hope he won't. As I twist to see my father, my mother moves the knife to conceal her actions, as always. Instead, suddenly, I feel all the air leave my lungs at once. I feel pressure in my chest and my eyes widen. I begin to lose feeling all over my body. My legs go out from under me, as I hit the grass in the garden of the packhouse. My home. “Wha.... REN!” Dad yells, but it feels as though his voice is far away. I know I am dying, and that’s

he said coldly, and I scoffed. I took a deep breath, rolled my eyes at him, and walked away to the library room. Getting to the library room, he stepped forward and opened the door, and I walked in. I smiled gently as my gaze landed on the shelves which were filled with numerous books. The smile on my face brightened as my eyes caught a glimpse of an interesting book that I'd been looking for. The Rise Of The Secret Trillionaire Heir. It's an interesting and thrilling story written by rare gem writes. It's available in Goodnovel and Meganovel.

“I was where there is no signal, I’ll be going back there after I get a book.” “Really? And where is that?” He asked, stopping in front of a shelf that had adventure written on top of it. My eyes began to search for the perfect adventure book. “The campsite that’s not so far from here,” I uttered, picking up a book. “Red Rising. That’s a good one.” Riley said, smiling widely. “I’m glad I picked a good one,” I answered, walking back to the counter to make payments for the book. “Oh, you don’t have to pay. It’s on the house.” He hastily said from behind me, causing me to halt.

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Idaho. She dropped the phone and held her forehead with the heels of both hands in an attempt to prevent her head from blowing apart. Snippets of memories from the previous day floated randomly through her mind like a bizarre parade. Her black Jimmy Choo in the middle of a pile of cow shit. Cow poo shoes. Hazel eyes set in the most handsome face. Her lips on his. Oh, God, did that really happen? Please let that be a dream. Her mouth was dry, and her head pounded. No way am I getting up to go running. And I'm working from here today. This little redhead is going back to sleep.

The room buzzed with a newfound sense of hope and possibility. The weight of grief that had hung over them began to lift, replaced by the promise of a brighter future. And so, as the sun began to set and the room was bathed in the warm glow of the evening, Abigail's journey took an unexpected turn. She had transformed from a grieving widow to a woman who held the keys to a vast fortune and a legacy of success. The road ahead was uncertain, but with the support of her family and friends, she was ready to embrace whatever came her way.