Redwater Den Novels & Stories

My brother solicits. “The waters nearby, they were red for a few hours before the attack. I went to the river to take a bath as usual and I’ve seen everything. Needless to say that it scared the shit out of me. Ever since I was a child, my parents warned me not to enter the red waters for my soul will be taken.” It’s clear, the demon wolves are back. Fucking hell!

NARC wanted to off options for those who first came. The pack still exists, somewhere to the north of the Lilac Grove. People still come hoping to learn about the once secret world of the legendary supernatural creatures. This ends Wolf’s Den Bar & Grill. Yes, the story still goes on. If you haven’t read other parts of this story. It all starts with the A Black River Pack Series: Book 1: His Brother’s Mate/A Black River Pack Yule Book 2: Hell Hounds Book 3: Serving the Alpha at His Whim

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.

“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'.

Red continued, "and Dax always has a Diet Cola." "Ten years sober," Dax said proudly. "Nice to meet you," I said. "Over here is Grim and his brother Gunner." Red motioned to two men probably about his age, both fit and imposing. Grim wore his hair in a mohawk, and Gunner's was shaved bald. "Beer on tap, and Irish whiskey," Red denoted their drinks of choice. Then he reached across the bar and took Gunner's hand. "Gunner's also my mate."

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?

"Aghhh!!!" Helen awoke from her dream. "Ha... hah... hah...." Her breath was shaky, as if she had just run for her life. She looked around in panic. Finding that she was still in her room, Helen began to calm down. She regained her breath after panting hard. 'Water.' That was what was on her mind. She needed water. Helen got up from the bed and exited her bedroom, headed for the kitchen to get a glass of water.