Red X Stella 소설 & 이야기

After talking to a few of my pack members and reassuring others that I am indeed fine and that the rouge has been taken care of everyone disperses and Rex leads me into the pack house and up the starts to what I am assuming is the bedroom corridors, but after passing many rooms and going up many stairs we stop at the one at the very top. "This is the Alphas room, it's where I sometimes stayed when I didn't want to go home," Rex says, opening the door and standing back so I can enter first and look at the room. The room is dark, with back curtains and black sheets on a king size bed, there are side tables on either side of the bed and on one side of the room there is a desk, with some papers

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."

she grunts, changing her tone when I smooth over the site, soothing her inflamed skin. "Pink is a good color on you," I say, dipping my fingers into her cunt and curling against her inner walls. "But I do think I prefer red." The next spank is met with a stuttered gasp, and Stella turns her face into the comforter with a sob. Her knuckles go white as she grips the tie, and I land another series of slaps to her flesh, reveling in the light outline of my hand as it welts. "You're so close, love," I say, driving deeper as her walls begin spasming, chasing the high of imminent release.

The sight sent an unbidden warmth curling through me, and I blinked rapidly, trying to steady myself. Stella’s presence broke the spell, her vibrant energy filling the room like a burst of sunlight. Her blonde hair gleamed, styled in loose waves that framed her face, and she wore a fitted black top tucked into high-waisted blue skinny jeans, paired with striking red knee-high boots that clicked softly on the floor. Her eyes lit up as they landed on me, and a wide, genuine smile spread across her face. I couldn’t help but mirror it, my own smile soft but heartfelt. It was nice seeing her.

The nerve of her, showing up at his empire, disrupting the flow of things for him. As he walked into the grand sitting room, the sight of the beautiful red head, lounging on one of the plush chairs, dressed in the skimpiest red gown, paired with some red heels with legs crossed leisurely as if she were waiting for an old friend, caused Rodriguez to see red, but he calmly addressed her. “Stella.” It was neither a greeting nor an acknowledgement. In fact it sounded more like it were a spit of venom. Of course, Stella paid no mind to it. Approaching Rodriguez with eyes filled with desire.

Lucas sent another text: [Stella, I've already found out who's messing with you. Don't worry, that person will hold a press conference soon to apologize to you. She won't be able to stay in the entertainment industry anymore.] Stella's eyes suddenly turned red when she saw that text.

The rest will be upon the reflection of the said undercover spy. “Hi.” Hestia simply replied as she stared at the eyes of the stranger. ‘Something feels familiar.’ she thought to herself as she stared back at those bright brown eyes. “I must say, this new look of you suits you really well.” the woman commented to Hestia and that is when the familiarisation is completely realised. ‘The eyes of the redhead woman from before.’ Hestia’s eyes went wide and kept her act— or rather, her personality, she acted like those chick lit girls— her mouth making a gasp and her hand covering her mouth after. The bright brown eyed woman widened her smirk and gave Hestia a wink. “Please, just Stella. After all

A white light bursts from my chest and shoots down the street. “Let’s go.” Bella keeps hold of my hand to maintain the spell in Jamal’s nullifying aura. We race through the streets, following the light to a rocky section of beach. I smell the blood before I see anything. A lot of it. The compartment I shoved my emotions into? Obliterated. I drop Bella’s hand—the spell dies—but I don’t need it anymore. I smell her. Her blood. I sprint toward the rocks. And I find them. The bodies of Roweena, Iona, and the Red One—Nyx’s mother.

I finally got a name to the face. Stella Eve Redmond. Stella. Stella. Stella. How marvelous. I tilted my head as I read her profile. Stella Redmond, sister to Kormak Redmond. The second best region after mine in the whole of the werewolf realm. Their stats are awfully close to mine which made me a little bit displeased. She must be one hell of a fighter, then. I smirked. Exactly what I needed. My mom barged into my office, looking scared. “How many times do I have to tell you to stop blocking us out!!” She screamed. “Your mate is coding.”

His clothes were wet with the remaining snow still clinging to his hair and Rose held her breath. …is that a blood? Dark red liquid seeped from his stomach. On closer inspection, his clothes were also torn on the sleeves and other parts. Rose set her sights on the person on Lubez's back. She couldn't see how she was. Thea's face turned to the other side and she only saw her head...missing a lot of hair. “…no way…what happened?” Rose mumbled. Lubez ignored her. He put Thea in front of the fireplace. Rose also carried Xander and sat him next to Thea.