Red X Stella Novels & Stories

Stella. "What can I do for you sire," Dr. Stella asked. While the general steps close to her and open and unbuttons her top, exposing her boobs a little bit, making her look so alluring. Dr. Stella is a beautiful lady with a beautiful shape, her eyes are blue, a beautiful face, and beautiful hair, she would be a perfect weapon for General Gerald to use against the men on black. "Want you to go and be distracting the men on black, I don't want you to let them remember the psyraid till we get the job done, go, go look for him, he is on his way to my office" General ordered as she gives him a naughty smile.

“What are they called?” Tate smiled. “Coincidentally, they’re estellas.” There was brief silence before Stella accused, “You’re lying.” “Why would you say that?” Tate asked with zero humor. Stella studied Tate’s expression, and when she deduced that he may be telling the truth, her brows furrowed when she turned to her mother before addressing her for the first time since they got into the car, “Mom! You told me estellas were blue and black!” “They are, Stella.” Margaret responded in her strict voice, and added, “They were blue and black estellas all around Fleet Wood, and watch how you’re talking to me.”

"The dress fits you perfectly. Damian will definitely still be fascinated by you." Stella was now wearing a more covered dress. A light pink short dress with a skirt below the knee and long sleeves down to the elbow. Her chest was also tightly covered. "But this isn't sexy!" Stella wanted to cry and scream as loudly as possible. Her lips were now pouting in frustration as she looked at the man standing in front of her. "Do you want to wear sexy clothes? I'll buy you something much sexier, and you'll wear it. But only in front of me, not in front of Damian."

Alex mounted up from his chair, picked his stuff like car keys, mobile, etc. “Henry, let’s go to Roselyn Lunatic Asylum.” Henry also stood up with a wide grin on his face. Though they are not sure for what Rose visits Roselyn lunatic Asylum they are sure they will get the answer to the most important question of their life ‘why is Red Rose?’ over there. Alex drove up at its fastest speed. This Red Rose case and this question ‘who is a red rose?’ made their life hell for many months. This case is not less than any maze the more they are trying to come out the more they are wandering deep inside.

"You're right." I observed Stella for a moment and couldn't help but admire her beauty. She bears a striking resemblance to her twin sister, Dakoda, but they also have distinct features. Stella has darker blond hair and a freckle on her lip, and her eyes are a deeper shade of green. She is slightly taller than Dakoda. When the sunlight hits her face, it radiates a beautiful glow. It's astonishing that boys aren't lining up to talk to her, but I'm secretly relieved. I wouldn't hesitate to defend her if necessary. I just wish she would realize how much I truly desire her. “What?" she asks, noticing my gaze fixed on her.

They were incredibly rich and the Manor is a living proof to that. Though they were elites, the Reds and their loyal subjects were knit-tight and they all look at Henry as their leader for a good reason. He is the Alpha of the Red Manor, one of the five strongest packs that existed in the country and Henry’s condition was still a mystery both to Francis and the rest. He woke up one day feeling so ill and it spiraled downhill from there.

Aian could see another section on the opposite side of the building where more booths and tables lined a second floor balcony enclosed by a metal railing instead of glass. The two sections were divided by a series of black glass panels that couldn’t be seen through. Possibly the manager’s office, seeing as it would give a good view of most of the club if it was a one way glass. Everything was red, black, and chrome. It walked a fine line between classy and tacky yet somehow, the club pulled it off. He could also see what Kalvin meant by a younger crowd. Most were around Aian’s age, which would explain the music and the large dance floor.

he stated. “Okay and for information, Stella is coming with us too,” “What? Why?” “Don’t question me, just for a little while,” I added. “Hey, you are up,” Stella asked me in a sleepy tone. “yes, baby. Take a bath, we are leaving now,” I told her. After an hour: I walked inside our machine. “I like this triangular shape,” Stella commented. “Come here, baby” I let her sit near me, put on the seatbelt." Just hold on. We will reach so fast"

I respond sheepishly, remembering how Deimos had just told me I was too fat this morning. “Hmm,” Stella says as she walks out of the closet with a dark green dress. “This is a six, but I think it will still work.” She lays the dress on the bed and quickly gets to work on my make-up and hair. After sitting on the stool for what seems like hours, Stella finally announces she is done. She turns me around so I am facing the mirror again and hardly recognize myself. Stella has managed to cover all of the bruises on my face. My green eyes seem to glitter more brightly, and I don’t even notice the bruise around my neck.

Stella. She stepped onto the terrace, her heels clicking softly against the stone. She was breathtaking tonight — her long dark hair cascaded in perfect waves down her back, and she wore a sleek, backless red dress that hugged every curve of her body. The fabric glittered under the terrace lights, revealing the smooth skin of her shoulders and the elegant line of her spine. Her makeup was flawless, lips painted a deep crimson that matched the dress. She looked like she had come prepared to remind him exactly why she had once held his attention.