Red Rising Novel Novels & Stories

I was looking at a new person, and she was looking at me through new eyes. She wrapped her arms around her knees as she crouched beside me. We were both leaning against her bed frame. I kept my eyes on the purple rug, it covered most of the floor of the room. I felt her gaze on me. There was a strangeness to the silence, one we both didn't want to break. She knew what I was, she knew I was dangerous. The sun was rising now. The part of town was mostly always cloudy. It only made sense that this was the perfect place for the higher court to set up one of their headquarters.

The intense fight continues for the last thirty minutes. There were times when she had me in my blind spot, and I would counterattack twice as hard at her. We were in a deadly battle that was equal in strength. This is not to see who is more substantial but who will die. It's a rise or fall situation. And the person who will rise will be me.

The atmosphere crackled with tension as Alcides struggled to rise. The chant of "kill, kill, kill" echoed, Helios closing in on Alcides. Meanwhile, Rhesus, torn between tragedy and political alliances, struggled. Helios prepared for a final strike, but Alcides, with breathtaking agility, evaded. Seizing the opportunity, he kicked Helios, disrupting the champion's composure.

Shut the door and climbed back into the passenger seat. “Let’s go.” He said, banging on the dash. THE END **Thank you for reading Rise of a Queen. I hope you enjoyed the adventure. And is it truly the end?** Find out what happened to King Kellen in the third installment of The Delta’s Daughter. The Gladiator Wolf King – Book 3 will concentrate on Kellen and more of your favorite characters. I hope you will join me on a new adventure. The Gladiator Wolf King - Completed and out now!

Seeing the debris falling, Rielle placed her face on the floor with her eyes closed, and used her hand to cover her head, but that wasn't enough to give her body the protection against the falling bricks. Instead of falling on her, Rielle felt nothing on her. She wondered if it stopped and so dropped her hand and looked up. It was dark, but she could see his pair of red eyes. His Alpha's wolf eyes. He was still in his wolf form and standing over her to prevent the bricks from falling on her. Her heart was still throbbing fast from the fall and the thought of death, but staring at Alex, she just couldn't look away. "You.....are you?" she kept shut, not able to form any words.

“You tell me you don’t want to be caught alone with me. Then you appear at my door? What is going on, Ana?” Ana breathed heavily as her body prepared for what his kiss promised her. She resisted, groaned as her thighs clenched. Their eyes glowed red with their response to each other. Fangs predominantly showed between both their swollen lips. His hips ground into her pelvis, enticing her unreasonable desire for him to couple with her. Ana’s mind instantly jumped the track, and she couldn’t remember why she’d come to his room.

Children placed flowers at the base of the Sacred Tree. Iris stood alone, watching the flames dance. She felt the weight of expectation, of rebirth, of blood. Aiden joined her, brushing her hand gently. “If we live,” he said, “what comes after?” She smiled faintly. “Then I stop being a weapon. And maybe… I get to be a person again.” His lips brushed her temple. “Then let’s make sure we live.” Scene 5: The Crimson Eclipse At sunrise, the sky dimmed instead of brightening. A false eclipse began, turning the sun to blood. The Moon Spire rose before them, ancient and monolithic, its black stone veined with molten silver.

Anyway, watch out for some weird ass gun kink with our favorite couple. Have fun! P.S. My new book "His Dominant Sub" is out on GoodNovel now, featuring another couple from the Red Room. Do give it a try and let me know what you think. ~ Chloe is standing by the doorway with her hands resting on the straps of her bag and her eyes moving from the smeared blood on the floor straight to my face. Priya is right behind her, chewing on a piece of gum, her brow raised in that classic, investigative way she adopts whenever she smells drama.

Did I miss something when reading the novel? “Don’t worry, I’m confused too.” Noel spoke, as if answering the question I had in mind. I shot him a confused look while he added. “I have read this novel before, and until the end of the story, mentions of a red witch never came, even in passing. The fact that the name ‘red witch’ existing in directory of this book itself signify change within the plotline of the story. Much like how your resurrection strays away from the original plot.”

She remembered waking up. The room was unfamiliar. The light coming through the curtains was the grey-white of early morning. She lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, letting the pieces arrange themselves into something she could understand. Then understanding arrived, and with it, a wave of something so cold and complete that she couldn’t move. She got dressed in silence. The man in the bed stirred but didn’t wake. She didn’t look at his face. She didn’t want to know it. She walked home through streets that were beginning to fill with the first movements of the day — delivery vans, early joggers, a woman walking a dog. Normal life is going on as if nothing had happened. As if the