Red X Stella Novels & Stories

He carried a manila folder, and his face told me everything before he spoke. "Stella's clinic records. The physical file." I opened it. The photograph hit me first. A girl. Thin. Barely more than a teenager. Bruises mottled her jaw and crawled under her left eye. Her hair hung limp around a face that was all sharp edges and no color. She stared at the camera with the blank expression of someone who'd stopped expecting anything from anyone. My hands tightened until the cardboard buckled. Stella. Not a maybe. Not a resemblance. Her.

KYLA The car glided down the sleek road, engine humming softly. The only light source was the rhythmic flash of the street light, slicing through the dark street. Mr. Redd was driving with one veiny arm on the steering wheel and the other casually resting beside the gearshift. Two of his upper buttons are undone. She hated how he looked effortlessly hot. She hadn’t expected him to agree. Hadn’t expected him to take her himself. Definitely hadn’t expected it to happen now.

Slowly but surely his eyes went to the normal sky blue color as his fangs were changed into normal teeth. "Now that you are back to normal, will you both like to tell us what made you so angry and made you sad?" I asked looking at Sebastian and Mia. "Well, what made me angry and worried was Stella is taken by a black witch if you don't know about them well I will tell you then. It's a group of witches who use Black magic and they are a lot more powerful than any normal one. They have this odd tattoo of a dragon breathing fire and a big red eye. About the red-eyed guy, well no one knew about them until Stella told us." I could feel my wolf becoming more anxious and worried. I just wanted to f

"I need to get going so that I can have time to prepare. I need to go to the saloon this evening." . . Stella stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror; she was putting on a red mini gown with black stiletto heels and a little touch of makeup on her face. "I think I'm good to go," she mumbled as she turned around to check her outfit. The honking of his car made her realize that he was around already. She picked up her handbag and hurriedly left the room. Richard was about to place knock on the door when she opened it.

His lips then formed into a lopsided smirk. I gasped softly when I felt Lucien squeezing my waist as he grabs me closer to him. The Alpha of Crimson Pack then grinned upon seeing Lucien's gesture. "We haven't properly introduced. I am Drago Alessandrei Lestat, the Alpha of Crimson Pack. It's nice to finally meet you, Lady Ysobella." He offered his hand for a handshake. I was about to reach for it but I stopped when Lucien subtly gave me a signal not to by tightening his hold on me. But I don't want to appear rude so I accepted his hand nonetheless.

Then a white Ferrari, idling just a little behind. Stella steps out of the Ferrari, draped in a stunning, asymmetrical red gown. "Every single person on the terrace just turned to look at you," Jade whispers, linking their arms. "I told you. Red." Stella manages a fragile smile, saying nothing. She wore red constantly, once. Bold colors, loud prints, anything that took up space. At some point in the last four years the colors had quietly drained out of her wardrobe. "Stella—" Jade abruptly stops walking.

Stella was checking this woman out in front of her with her brunette hair and her peculiar irises. It was red, or was it maroon? She could never tell in this lighting and perhaps this woman was wearing red contacts. “I’m sorry, friend? Who are you referring to?” she asked her before Sam chuckled a little. She turned to look at the untouched meal and then Stella suddenly blushed. So, Xavier was not running away because she was afraid that this woman would be finding him with her but he did not want his friend to find out about him going out with her. Well, that was…complicated enough.

I was going to choose Jessica but I need a strong heir and Jessica Gamma blood will not work. Stella crosses the room and finishes buttoning up my shirt. That’s another thing I like about Stella she is very submissive but has a strong aura. She can command a room without trying but doesn’t speak out of turn. I take in her black waist length hair and light grey eyes. She looks very elegant in her black dress.

Stella sat cross-legged on the cold floor, her hands trembling slightly as she held a bowl. The pendant around her neck pulsed in rhythm with her heartbeat, a faint glow radiating from it. Xavier knelt before her as he placed the silver vial and dagger on the floor between them. "You ready to take the risks?" he asked, his voice low and steady. Stella nodded, though the tightness in her chest betrayed her nerves. "I do."

Damian grabbed the opportunity and kissed her fingers which she put on his mouth. Stella hid her face in his chest out of shyness and that's when she saw a tattoo on his chest which made her shocked and surprised too. No words came out of her mouth after witnessing the tattoo. Damian had made a tattoo of Stella's name in heart shape at his chest with a red rose in it. Red roses were Stella's favorite flower. "Do you like it, Doll?"Damian's question made Stella come out of her chain of thoughts. Stella touched his heart and felt every inch of it with closing her eyes.