Red Space Novels & Stories

Year 1853 Sometimes, gray is seen as a sign of an impending storm. But in this moment, the thick gray clouds hung in the sky, marking the start of the autumn season. Miss Yerez looked at Thea and Xander who were already standing in her room before she even told them to come. She narrowed his eyes. "Why are you here so early?" Xander beat Thea and replied, “Miss Yerez, I'm sorry we barged in without permission, something's bad about to happen to Thea last night, that's why I was here since to protect her.”

Didn't he, like her, feel their bond vibrate when they were close to each other? He took her hands to reassure her and raised his head to the sky: "Goddess of the Moon, give me strength." Finally, he looked again into the eyes of his soul mate: " Manu, descendant of the clan of the Ancient Augustine. I officially introduce myself, Alpha Harry of the Red Moon, who has come to protect the human under the protection of the Council. Emmanuelle opened her eyes and looked at him in horror: "The red wolf..." she whispered in terror. She was finally aware of her beloved's flaming hair, his stature, and especially the acronym of the Council embroidered on his shirt. "The Vampire Reaper."

"It's not just a place, Ria. It's a wound. A place where the veil between worlds is thin." His words were like a punch to the gut, confirming her worst fears. The Crimson Zone was not just a geographical location; it was a tear in the fabric of reality, a gateway to something dark and malevolent. It was a place where the laws of nature were warped, where the boundaries between the living and the dead blurred, where the past and the present collided.

Chapter 110 – The Nexus of Crimson Stars The crimson portal’s light swallowed them, a searing rush that burned away the nexus’s warmth and spat them into a realm of jagged, blood-red stars. The air was sharp, laced with a metallic tang, and the ground beneath their feet was a mosaic of shattered stone, veined with pulsing crimson threads. Above, a chaotic nexus churned, its constellations twisted into snarling shapes—no wolf, no witch, only jagged forms that seemed to claw at the void.

Ryle calmly asked, raising her brow. “Who are you to question?” Bruce growled. He’s one of our more traditional males who believes that women aren’t made to fight. They are made to be seen and not heard. Ryker bristled at Bruce’s comment. “My name is Ryker RedFang and she,” he pointed to his sister, “is my sister, Ryle RedFang and we are RedFang Defense, your Elite warrior trainers and my sister is your future Luna.” he smirked.

Eve hissed “Be Careful with that bucket of water, else you might clean another floor, haha….!” Genna laughed as she check out her face with her mirror, cause she cares a lot about her makeup Eve glared at her and turned to leave “Wait” Genna said to Eve “What?!” Eve yelled to her face “Easy I'm not the cause of your frustration, can I get mascara from you, I need to touch up my eyeliner?” Genna asked and that was like adding salt to Eve's wound,

Sia: Okay then. She went offline afterward. Jayden remained smiling, staring off into space as dirty plans colored his thoughts. Afterward, he got dressed, switched off his computer, and left the house in his red car. 🎋🎋🎋🎋 Unknown Warehouse 🎋🎋🎋🎋 The room was filled with darkness until a low groan was heard, followed by the sound of struggling. The door opened and the light was switched on, brightening the room.

“What a commotion you created out there, sweetie. The men are in a frenzy, paying as much money as they can just for a night with you.“ Stacie slid up her denim pants, which were stylishly ripped at the knees. “Gee...what a pity you're gonna have to return it all.“ The smile on Madam Rosanna's face vanished. “Again? Come on, you need to stop wasting opportunities. Those men out there are willing to pay whatever just for a night. One night, that's all they ask.“ Madam Rosanna was a 42-years old but younger-looking woman who ran El-sol. She was Spanish, red-haired, and a beauty.

"I was surprised like you too when I found out…Mom said the name was peculiar to just me, due to the circumstances revolving around my birth." "The red moon," Dad completed, his face buried to the ground. "Yes…maybe he too was born under the red moon," I shrugged. "Maybe…maybe not," Dad said to himself, completely lost in thoughts. "What do you mean Dad?" He looked up to stare at me, his eyes hard to read but easy to tell when they were worried. "Children born under the rotating phase of the red moon do not have any unique abilities or what's so ever, like how the elderlies always make it look. The red moon is merely a natural occurrence where the earth moon is in a total lunar eclipse."

I asked the ghost after her emotional moment with Mimi, and she pointed something at the 4r-size picture in my hold. “Look at this faint human figure here, like a shadow near you. It’s me, Syd. Look at that closely. It's red! And I am wearing red. See? It’s me! The camera caught me as a ghost!” She said excitedly, and I did see what she meant. “Woah!” I let out in amazement, looking at it, as it’s truly amazing. It’s her, indeed.