Red Rising Trilogy Novels & Stories

“You have natural instincts, Aria. Your body knows how to fight even if your mind doesn’t remember the training. It’s in your blood.” “Royal blood,” I said, testing the words. They still felt foreign. “Royal blood,” Elena confirmed. “Your ancestors were warriors and leaders. That strength lives in you.” She glanced at me. “How’s your wolf? Any stirring?” I checked inward, reaching for that presence beneath the curse. She was there, quieter than before, watchful. “She’s… calm. Waiting.” “Good. The physical training will help strengthen your connection. The stronger your body, the easier it’ll be for your wolf to emerge without tearing you apart.” Elena stood and stretched. “Come on. Dinner, t

“The truth. The Third Seal isn’t about power… it’s about love. If we fail, the moons don’t just fall — they consume everything tied to them.” Kian’s grip tightened. “Then we won’t fail.” The dragon lowered its head, its voice now a whisper. “The ink remembers all things. But even memory cannot survive what comes.” Before Ayla could respond, a new light erupted from the cracked ceiling — not moonlight this time, but crimson. The third moon had begun to bleed. Ayla’s voice trembled. “It’s starting…” Kian turned toward the rising glow. “Then the final seal is breaking.”

It burned at my core. Madraya’s powers that kept me afloat broke and I landed with a soft thud to the ground. I could feel power and pure crimson energy coursing through my veins. Stronger than the feel of adrenaline. This wasn’t just power. This was pure power. “And so, the True Chosen Crimson has risen.” Madraya’s voice boomed, a happy thrill deep within. “And she comes for one purpose; to end the enemies of the realm.” I opened my eyes as my hair floated around me. It was the deepest shade of red I had ever seen. I could feel my eyes burning.

They can't keep their hands off eachother. As his band gets recognition and everything starts to turn around for them, Faris finds himself caught in a controversy one that could ruin his career and his dream. The band faces backlashes and is on the edge of breaking and on the other hand everything turns upside down in his fairytale love story.

As long as she was with me, it didn’t matter. “The whole Isla and Chance thing is a story for another day.” * The End* Do you want more Dionysus Rising? Let me know if you do and thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading! I love you all ❤️

she added. Cassidy, for a half-second, looked embarrassed but then smiled. “Thanks. I’m not always a fan of my red hair. I feel it warns my enemies that I’m coming. I wish I had hair like Riko so I could blend into the shadows.” she grinned. I sighed as grandma laughed. “Oh, I’m going to like you.” grandma declared. “Ditto.” Cassidy nodded, linking her arm with mine. “Now let’s eat, and you can dish about whatever you haven’t wanted to tell me happened with the triplets yesterday and your date last night.” she grinned, leading the way to the cafe.

Visions struck. The First Flame burning under a moonless sky. A Veil torn as a Gate opened too soon. Elira standing with a child in her arms, not Crystal but someone else. A girl with fire in her blood and death in her shadow. Over and over, the same pattern. The same rise. The same betrayal. And then— A final image. A battlefield, drenched in silver light. Crystal standing alone. Until Ryder stepped through the light and knelt. Crystal gasped, stumbling back.

“I thought it was the Goddess.” The look he gave her could have frozen fire. “You thought wrong.” They reached the ridge, panting. Behind them, the clearing was gone—replaced by a swirling pit of red mist and crawling shadow. The Bloodwood’s heart had awakened. Eastin glanced back once, eyes burning gold. “We regroup,” he said. “Then we go after her.” Braxton stared into the red light, his fists trembling. “I’m not waiting long.” He didn’t care if it was divine will or damnation. He’d promised her forever—and forever didn’t end here.

good. “I will NOT!” Red screamed even louder. Rosie sobbed harder, covering her ears. My chest tightened, everything was spiraling. But a part of me.was happy seeing Aurora's real emotions. Red was blaming Aurora. While Aurora glaring at me like I betrayed her. Rosie acting too weak for this chaos. And I…standing in the middle, wanting to protect all three but failing each one. Then Red turned to me again, her voice low and sharp: “Rylan, you choose.

They didn’t need to. Instead, he took her hand and laced his fingers through hers. And together, they watched as the clouds parted—and the moon rose. Only it wasn’t silver. It wasn’t gold. It was blood-red. The Third Moon. The moment its light touched the camp, the ground trembled. Warriors scrambled from their tents, weapons drawn, looking for a threat. Wolves howled in confusion, some falling to their knees, ears pressed flat, as if the sound hurt. Aria dropped to one knee as power slammed into her chest like a hammer. Her ring blazed, her eyes burned, and visions rushed through her mind like a river.