Redwater Den Novels & Stories

Finally, the annoying redhead left. Why am I hanging out with her? It's because, duh, we're neighbors. Also, she owes me something big- her life. It was a long time before my brother and I moved in next door. I was with my close relatives, my brother, Kevin, and Vidia celebrating my twelfth birthday at a swimming pool resort when there's this reckless girl swimming and not knowing that she's about to have cramps and drowned. Yep, it's Emma York. And I saved her from her end. Then a year after that incident, we became neighbors, which she was so happy knowing that it was me, her young hero. Well, she's so annoying but nice at times— another piece of idiot to the idiots that I have had with me

On the other side rest big machinery all of which have red stains on them. Thick black doors makes up the right side of the wall that continue down the hallway all made from a type of metal that makes it impossible for anyone to break in or out of it. The stench of blood, grime, and urine hang in the hair and I take a big gulp, trying to swallow the bile that is coming up. Adair is well in front of us, walking dauntlessly without even taking a second glance at any of the red stains on the walls. Nick’s mouth is set in a tight line and he continues to glance at me behind his shoulder to make sure I’m okay.

A life spent locked away from the world I ruled. Outside, the mountains gave way to the first signs of civilization—rusted road signs, narrow switchbacks, the distant glow of the city bleeding into the sky far below. “You’re going to pass out if you keep breathing like that,” I said finally. Her gaze snapped from the window to me, pupils huge in the dim light. There was dried blood on her lower lip where she’d bitten it. The red mark on her shoulder was hidden again, bandage crooked but covering most of it. The heat had faded from my thumb where I’d touched it.

“When you first got here, Jamie asked why wouldn’t you leave. You responded with being unable to abandon Jamie, Alex and their families. Now I understand your concerns for Jamie and while I will not detail to you my meetings with Jamie, as I have only recently been alerted to the danger he’s in, I can assure you that he will be cared for properly. His family as well. That brings me to Alex, or Dr. Carter. If he’s a member of the benevolent White Moon pack, why is he and his family in danger?” “Red General is located just inside the border of Red Fang, only a few miles from both of the western most edge of White packs’ borders. While he’s a member of White Moon, so he can link with Alpha Andr

When the food is brought, I can always feel the chilled salad plate being handed to me. The crispy garden salad that is lightly coated with ranch dressing and not to mention those thin, round, red onions that I particularly dislike. Somewhere around me there always lay a deep burgundy color glass of the Red Wine, or a soft pale crystal like glass of White Zinfandel. I can always smell the hot bread sticks, which lay patiently beside the creamy garlic cheese. This is the best food I ever had so far.. And I have to admit that this restaurant is indeed a 'HEAVEN'.

She pulled a magenta crayon with slow precision from its box. “Dead skunk laying in the highway, hon,” he lied. “Smells bad, huh?” “A little.” Richard followed US Route 20 along with the other traffic going west. He noticed it had begun to rain, so he clicked on the wipers. In the overcast distance he saw an exit sign coming up fast: IRENE EXIT 1C BLACKWATER VAL ¼ MILE ROCKFORD ¾ MILE

He halted all of a sudden and placed a finger on his lip, which another pointed at the deer drinking water ahead. When she glimpsed around, the witch realised they had reached the edge of the forest. In the distance, several small wooden houses stood. The bayou was populated by werewolves, or so Josh and Nate claimed. The Redwater Lake was in front of her eyes with it's dark waters still in a daunting way. She admired it, her focus away from the deer. A leaf swirled down and fell into it, creating a ripple before calmly floating around. Eira held her breath before her eyes rose to the several trees standing around them; red, hand like leaves staring back at her. Their charcoal black arms bra

Haven reads the one in Crescent City, Solace reads the other deep within Moon River, and Esperanza, the last one, at the heart of Angel Cove. There are human cities as well. San Francisco, Redding, Los Angeles, Eureka, Sacramento. They are with neutral black dots. Then there are the red-marked spots, bold blood red x’s: Pleasant Valley, Casper Grove, Ruby Ridge, Hollow Cliff, and a dozen other centers. “Do each of those red marks have captured wolves?” I ask as I gaze at their handiwork, my heart thumping. How many of our people have disappeared into one of those nightmares?

That steadiness was something I envied. Mara approached me with a pile of reports in her hands. “Northwest border’s holding, but only barely. They saw movement in the old ruins. Not animals—something organized.” My chest tightened. “Aaron?” She shook her head. “Could be. Could also be one of the others.” “The others?”

Would he show his figure? Would people be aware of his existence? Would the secrets and crimes that he had committed be unraveled? That person, can she melt the cold heart? Which would he choose? Hatred and vengeful past or love and their future? This red thread, still remembering their souls to each other.