Red Storm 2 Novels & Stories

“Stormy.” Both of them sounded equally shocked. Inside my own head I immediately started fighting. “Absolutely not.” Stormy ignored me. “Relax, omega.” “You stole my body!” “Our body.” “You stole it.” “Our.” “STOLE.” Stormy sighed dramatically. “Details.” Then he looked at Jason and Nelson again. His grin widened. “Damn.” Jason blinked. “What?” Stormy pointed at both of them. “You two somehow got hotter than more, makes me want to reject you.”

I threw it in the trash without even looking at it. "She's sending you things again?" Lena laced her fingers through mine. I nodded and closed the door. Emily owned the first half of my life. But the second half—that belonged to the woman standing next to me. The End

The wind tore across the ridgeline, bending the pines until they looked like they were bowing to the storm. The Kaelith stronghold stood against the gray fury, its stone towers shuddering as thunder cracked above. The scent of ozone and wet earth filled the air—an omen of what was coming. Draven stood at the courtyard’s edge, rain slicing across his face. His coat was open, the black fabric whipping behind him. Every muscle in his body was wound tight with a barely contained rage. The storm mirrored it perfectly.

The skies over Mooncrest were a stormy canvas of dark gray, roiling with tension and streaked with crimson lightning. It was as if the heavens themselves could sense the reckoning about to unfold. The air carried the weight of anticipation—thick, pressing, and sharp enough to slice through bone. On the hill overlooking the ancestral grounds, Kael stood alone, staring toward the horizon where the Crimson Fang banners had begun to appear like bloodstains on the landscape.

Alfred's eyes widened in shock, his gaze snapping to the door. Carol and Sienna strode in, flanked by a squad of cops. Alfred's instinct was to bolt, but the officers were on him in a flash, slapping the cuffs on with a satisfying click. Carol knelt down to slice through my bonds, her touch reassuring. "Don't worry, Nelson. I've got you." Sienna dabbed at my tears with a tissue, and only then did I realize I had been crying. I reached out and clung to her in a tight embrace.

I got a few off stares, but then I wasn’t surprised, I would actually have been supprised if they didn’t stare, if they didn’t witness this awesome moment, didn’t live my moment with me. Hottie did not seem to notice me, so I pushed the little brown head he was dancing with away and crushed my lips to his own before he could even retaliate. When I pulled back, he looked stunned and his girl was furious. She was at me then, slapping and punching and calling me a bitch, till when I couldn’t take it anymore, I bared my fangs at her. She could not get away from me fast enough then. She almost triped on her own feet as she stumbled away, screaming something about me being a crazy bitch and all. I

All the furniture in what was our living room had been swept away, and the house was bare. In the next second, the scenery outside the window caught his eye. His pupils constricted as he plodded forward step by step. After the storm was clear skies, now a kind, pale blue. The world was bright, with faint traces of a rainbow lingering in the distance. He reached his hand forward, but it met no resistance. He advanced further forward until one foot was hanging over the void. It was then that it dawned on him that there should have been a window there.

The water clouded red instantly, swirling away into nothing. “Holy hell,” I whispered, staring at the reflection trembling in the ripples. My eyes—my eyes—flashed crimson for a heartbeat before fading back to normal. “Ooh, nice touch,” Storm said, sounding far too pleased. “Bit dramatic, but I like the flair. You’ve got that ‘mysterious deadly she-wolf’ thing going.” I let out a strangled laugh. “You’re enjoying this way too much.” “Hey, I’ve been stuck in your head for years watching you trip over your own feet, and now you finally do something badass. Let me have this.”

Carmel carefully shut the door the moment he was out, Serena tore the part that covered her thigh where her wound was most fatal. “ What are you going to do? Serena asked Carmel who was assisting her while she cleaned up the wound that was burning red with wolfsbane “ What are you talking about? ”. “ You understand fully well what I am talking about, he has found his mate, what are you going to do about it? ”. “ Nothing is certain yet, he just met her and knows nothing about her”. “Don't you think that it is time you accept reality”. “ I can't! Alpha Ryder is my reality and nothing can reverse that”.

“Do you even hear yourself? You’re talking about a child like it’s just another pawn in your little power game.” Storm’s face darkened, but before he could respond, Scarlet held up a hand, stopping him. “You know what?” she said, her voice icy. “It doesn’t matter. Because I don’t even know if I’m pregnant. And even if I was, I wouldn’t let you use our child the way you’ve used me.” Storm didn’t say anything, but the look on his face told her everything she needed to know. He was angry, frustrated, and maybe even a little scared. But that wasn’t her problem. Not anymore.