Red White And Royal Blue Book 2 Novels & Stories

Hi If anyone is waiting for updates on this book - they will happen, but I have some plans for this book, and this is the second story of the series - Rain and Ashes. I am currently working on the first story, and then I will get back to this one - in a few weeks. No, no need to read the first one to understand this one, but probably some details will make sense if read in order.

"You think this Vanguard title gives you the right to mock me, Chika?" Ronan Blackwell snarled, his bared fangs inches from my face as his heavy alpha aura tried to pin me against the iron weapon rack. "You are playing a dangerous game in a territory that doesn't belong to you. One word from me, and my pack enforcers will dump your body into the neutral zone trenches."

End of book1 Book2 coming soon... Next story is ALDULPHUS And The PRINCESS. If you've read it before, kindly skip. Thanks for reading this far.

Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest. Her scales are a brilliant lilac compared to the deep violet of the other SpitFires. She slowly approaches Flavius sniffing his outstretched hand. Flavius uncurls his fingers, reaching for her head. In one swift movement, her jaws snap down on Flavius's hand. He lets out a yelp of surprise but does not try to pull his hand away. Blood drips from the mouth of the small SpitFire. She makes no move to rip Flavius's arm off, which is a good sign.

They are quiet the whole time. The spacious library filled with towering bookshelves welcomed the Reds. No one was there except from them and the old lady in the counter. Lead by Silas, they went to the furthest part of the library where the oldest books are found. Silas and Saint grabbed two books and brought it with them to a room exclusive only for Royals like them. "To start, we will study first the history of Red Woods," Silas stared at the three guys in front of him.

The rest of the page was blank There was nothing about their gifts and nothing in this book helped with unblocking Kris’s. The last book was the orange one and it was completely blank not a single letter was found in the book. I shook my head, even magic played games with me. I sat the orange book down thinking about going on a search of my own to see if this place was holding back on me when my eyes caught the giant red book in the middle of the table I didn't even here it land on the table.

I've been looking for it for too long. We tried so hard! Koppel added meanwhile. Especially when they found out... “This is the last one,” I interrupted, and threw the diamond on the floor, the color of which resembled a flame of fire, which I held in my hand. He fell clearly into a spot of relatively fresh blood and, among the silver bullets, played in it as if he were already a cut diamond, and instead of blood there was not blood at all, but sunlight, only red, if not scarlet.

The book was blood red in color with blood red pages as if they were soaked in the blood and was stained for a long time. Last time , when Amyl opened the book, it was the color of a dagger and then the events which happened were related by any means to a dagger. His whole family was killed with daggers in an attempt to save the royals. He just thought about it and travelled back in time in his own thoughts thinking about his dear wife who was very beautiful and pretty wolf and she loved her husband to the most. He had two beautiful twin children and an old mother in his house. The mother who gave birth to him was long dead .

So what was going on? I slipped out of my bed and went to the bookshelf on the other side of the wall. I reached for the nook which my father gave me a few weeks ago and opened it, flipping hurriedly through the pages. Caine joined me on my bed, but I ignored his presence and steeled my focus on the book. I got to the page I was searching for and stopped, pining my index on the drawing. My fears subsided. I wasn’t wrong. The book mapped out the colors of the wolves. The red wolf was the seeker wolf, and the white was the normal wolf.

"Awaken, my love." Eyes snapping open, Markus drew in a deep breath. His eyes were no longer their gentle blue, now they were a deep red. Smirking, Anna moved back. "Welcome back, my love." *** "So wait-." Griping William's arm, I stared at the people around me. A few more people had joined us, with some children peeking through the adult's legs. I had to admit, the children here were very cute. Each one of them had the same pale skin as the elders, their white hair cascading down their backs with small pointy ears peeking through.