The Red War Novels & Stories

The biggest war that would happen is closer than they ever thought. "I had a vision." Wazir said, breaking the silence. "The Blood kingdom has mobilized their army and are headed for the wasteland. They bring with them promises of blood. People would be decapitated. Death would flow like never before. The sky would turn red for days, even after the war, an orgasmic reaction to its favourite dish of bloodshed." Wazir's eyes went hazy as he thought of it. Darukï was staring at him, his eyes sharp. "Then that means the grand finale is closer than ever." He took in a deep breath and looked at the sky. "It would all soon be over."

Abraham's POV: The Red Pack was very silent tonight. But when the first fire was suddenly lit in the darkness, the war had begun at this moment. I led my warriors to rush into the territory of this pack. And we didn't waste any time saying even one word when we faced the warnings and obstruction of their guards. The Red Pack was an extremely large pack. Thousands of member have lived here for generations. Even among the seven orthodox packs, it was well-deserved the first largest pack.

Alpha Red and I were on the same page, and together, we were going to take down our enemies and restore peace to our packs. I took a deep breath and shared my latest dream with Alpha Red. "I had another dream," I said, trying to recall the details. "But it was unclear, just like the others. It felt like...like they were calling out to me, asking me to come to the kingdom." Alpha Red's expression turned thoughtful, his eyes narrowing as he considered my words. After a moment, he spoke up. "I sense that there will soon be a war between our clans and the vampire kingdom."

"You haven't told me anything about Erza yet; with such high expectations, you seem very confident with what you know." “Now Red River is like a step into hell. All around, people are watching. After the war in the past ended, we now have only an empty shell; there are not many warriors who can fight. If it is attacked by surprise, it will be considered lost.” Alfine said heavily; he stood across from me. "There is only one way to ally with Black Moon, borrow your forces, and hope to keep the Red River."

Death Red moon pack and blood moon pack have been at logger heads for centuries, they've been enemies, who would do anything to destroy each other. For these few years I've been in existence, I've grown to know that the two packs wage war often, and each time it is done, damages were always caused. At first, I wasn't happy about the whole thing, and I always felt skeptical about the war, but I found out the reason behind the war, I realized that it's worth it, I realized that it's what needs to be done.

“Louder this time. The walls listen.” I swallowed. “Our bodies are vessels,” I recited, voice obedient, familiar words scraping my throat. “Our blood is borrowed. Our breaths are offerings. We are the chosen keepers of the Mark, the last gate between this world and the hunger beneath it.” “And the Mark?” she prompted. The skin on my left shoulder prickled as if it heard her. “The Mark is not a curse,” I said. “The Mark is the seal.” Mother Elara’s gaze softened, but not with affection. With reverence. With fear.

Ryle calmly asked, raising her brow. “Who are you to question?” Bruce growled. He’s one of our more traditional males who believes that women aren’t made to fight. They are made to be seen and not heard. Ryker bristled at Bruce’s comment. “My name is Ryker RedFang and she,” he pointed to his sister, “is my sister, Ryle RedFang and we are RedFang Defense, your Elite warrior trainers and my sister is your future Luna.” he smirked.

he replied. I growled again, but this time Edmond had his own question. "Who is your leader?" “The Red King!” “Oh my God, he's someone I have to ask for help when the war comes," I remembered. "You can't take her.If your boss has a problem with this, he can come here himself and we'll talk about it! " replied Edmond with his same Alpha voice. "No! We taking her, whether you like it or not! ", yelled one of the Reds. They have advanced, and so have we.

I have feelings to consider, to understand and to feel that I just waited for someone that I deserve their love and deserves mine. I just bumped into someone who's fine-looking, he's named Articus Lawson. My future husband, the one that I am looking for. A tall guy with high regard to everyone. You kissed my forehead while laying down at your limb, you're holding a red thread and you tied it to our pinky fingers and asked, " You know this?" I looked at your dazzling eyes but I have no clue what it was for. " It is the Red ​Thread of Fate". I just closed my eyes. It was the last that I saw you and I couldn't ever open my eyes again. My last tears touched you, hope in our next life I can abut

It was Kabir who noticed Minahil first. "Abraham look!" He patted Abraham and pointed towards the crowd. They went near. A smirk came across Abraham's face when he saw Minahil dancing flawlessly. She hadn't noticed him yet. He also got his phone and started making video along cheering them. Kabir was also hooting loudly. Minahil was doing a downrock move when a boy standing behind Abraham said to his friends. "I want to fuck the red one. So badly." Abraham squinted his eyes and noticed that Minahil was the one who was wearing a red t-shirt with a black skinny jeans. Yara was wearing white shirt.