Redwater Den Novels & Stories

“Somewhere quiet. That old ranch near Dunlow Creek... could not be safe now. You know it?” Red’s voice didn’t change. “Can’t say I do.” “Abandoned cattle place... middle of nowhere. Ain’t even on the damn map. Luis said we’ll torch it when we’re done. No traces.” He chuckled bitterly. “Can’t leave ghosts behind, huh?” Red turned back to his glass, swirling the ice slowly, face unreadable. . . .

“What is this? Why am I here? Who are all these wolves?” I aim my questions at Rowen, avoiding Alexander’s eyes like they’ll burn me. But of course he moves closer. He doesn’t touch me—props to him for that—but he’s definitely in my space, pulling out a chair. “Grab a seat, love. I’ll explain. But first—have you eaten? Do you need water? You’ve been out there almost a week.” “I’m fine,” I say coolly. “Had deer for dinner.” He gives me a proud smile that makes me want to roll my eyes—or scream. He erases it fast when he sees my face. “So... you’re in the Goddess Realm.”

WE MOVED ON with our quest shortly after lunch. Jacob reminds us that we are about to pass an abandoned tribe. We were supposed to choose a different path but Jacob said that crossing the river might not be a good idea right now since it rain hard last night. The unearthly silence of the tribe welcomed us the moment we reached it. The sound of the wheels and the sound the horses made surrounds the place. Jacob mentioned earlier that after the second Blood War, the tribe people who used to live here abandoned this place.

Chapter 164: Sweetwater Ranch VOLUME 3: ANNA'S HEART "He's coming here to the Sweetwater, can you believe it?" Simone chattered. "Angus McGregor, here at our little guest ranch. Who could have imagined it?" Tight black braids framed her deep mocha face, and her dark brown eyes sparkled with excitement.

In chat Luna Aireka Wolversen of Black River Pack, Luna Raven Jones of Humber Valley Pack, Luna April? Luna Kate Daniels of the High Park Pack RAVEN: [Is the Luna of the Red River Pack in this chat?] APRIL: [It’s just GTA love. The Red River Pack is in Northern Ontario. Why?] RAVEN: [Found out some odd things last night. I want to hear your thoughts on the feasibility and execution of it.] APRIL:

I need him to dull my edges. “She only eviscerates me when I deserve it,” he says. “So… Tuesdays through Mondays?” I lean over his shoulder, breathing the heat that coils off his skin, and watch the inked path of the patrol route that curls around the marsh. “You left a gap at Frogwater. If Redmaw resurface, they’ll test us there.” “They won’t resurface,” he says. “Redmaw’s broken.” “That’s what the last idiot said before the gods proved they’re comedians.”

"You called me Mr. Jordan?" "Sorry for the suddenness of it, Ruby; I need your help," Mr. Jordan said nervously, pacing beside the fireplace. "A favor?" Ruby frowned. "Like what?" "In the southern region, the red wolf population is precarious, near extinction. Their main pack, called REDCA, is hiding something. After I traced it, the main pack has an illegal partnership with an evil witch named Madam Jenn," Mr. Jordan explained, "I've been carefully checking the witch's background secretly for a year now, and I've found out her purpose. She's after an important girl."

She stayed in the cemetery for almost three hours just talking to Trina and eating strawberry cream cake, which is their favorite snack. Bridgette wanted to drown herself in alcohol to numb her entire system so she decided to go to, the nearest bar and restaurant from the cemetery upon checking the map on her phone which is named as The Red Town. After a ten-minute drive, she finally reached the establishment. Because of its red lighting, the interior of the bar looks like a sophisticated hell. It’s called "Red Town" for a reason. It’s the nearest bar to the cemetery, so she chose to stay here. She couldn’t afford to drive any further. She had to undergo the hassle of being screened out befo