Three Thieves Red Blend Novels & Stories

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.

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

He seemed a bit flustered and added, "There's a famous auction in a couple of days. I'll take you to buy something then. I heard there's a sapphire necklace. Your favourite is sapphire jewelry, right?” Gina leaned weakly against him, yawning. "Sebastian, I'm a bit tired. I think I got carsick from the ride." Sebastian immediately tensed up, carefully supporting her. "If you're tired, go rest. Come on, I'll help you." He supported Gina as they walked toward the bedroom. I watched them, my heart pierced with pain once again. That master bedroom was the one Sebastian and I had chosen and decorated together to suit my preferences, yet another woman was living in it now.

"But you guys are clever. You overheard me talking about the power and status of the Pendragon family earlier, and now you're pretending to be a member of the Pendragon family intentionally." Blondie looked at Ada again, stroked his chin, and said with a grin, "Babe, although you're not a member of the Pendragon family, I'll definitely treat you better than her. You look like you're only around 17 or 18 years old. Later, I'll fill you with so much joy you'll be in heaven. Just remember to tell us the PIN of your bank card after you're done having fun with us." After saying that, Blondie made eye contact with the other three thugs, and they all charged toward Logan. The other customers around

“ ‘The three bandits’ are a group of rouges you can call upon when you want to eliminate a target but don’t want to get your hands dirty. Most Alphas want to eliminate them ourselves since they cause so much destruction in their way but nothing has been done about them because there is no proof left behind that they are the ones that did it and two they have never been caught to even integrate. The fact that you guys even saw them before they attacked and lived to tell the tale is impressive.” Alpha Alex finished staring straight at us. We were seated around the kitchen table waiting for supper and Alpha Alex waisted no time in telling us what was happening.

"they seem to have a witch and a very strong one at that with them" "I doubt this is true, check it again." Zephyr said. "Why do you say so Alpha?" Lucien asked. "I made sure to kill all of them. That's except him" he pointed at Gwydion. "How are you sure it's a rogue?" An elder spoke up, changing the topic. "I could smell their scent even though the rogue tried to mask it" "What do they want with Diablerie?" Lucian pondered. "I don't care. All I know is that there's going to be blood!" Zephyr took a stride towards the door.

Politics was an odd thing, she decided. Something about a casual photo of Crandle made her pause. He appeared to be outdoors at some kind of picnic or barbecue, mugging good-naturedly for the camera along with another couple of men. All three wore matching purple polo shirts with a crest on the upper left. Peering closely at her screen, she studied the crest. She'd seen something like that recently, she was sure of it. Brow furrowed in thought, she tried to recall where. Then it occurred to her.

His friend said as he walked forward and sat down on the chair in front of his table. The story that those Mafia comformed was sorrowful and dangerous and they somehow found themselves in a dark cage and they didn't know where to go because the main heroes of that story became the main villains of their story. As Xender stopped and sat down on his chair he looked at his friends and his men and then outside the window. "This is the story of two assasins and a brain who controlled them. The story of three girls who killed four mafias including your former leader and my father .....

But soon, my eyes fluttered open as a bucket of cold water splashed over me and met with another horrific sight of my life, which was added to the list of nightmares. Ernest Mervyn was standing, on the side of my dad's headless corpse with his burned head on the right hand and his heart on the left hand. "Here is your Wedding Gift, Darlo." He said with his emotionless face. How's the chapter, my dear Knights? That was so cruel. Wasn't that? Excited to read next? Love ya ❤ Vote, Comment, and Follow @Incarcerate_venus

the first warrior continued. "Silence." "Yes, Alpha," the two warriors replied in unison. The three Red Moon wolves stood around the campfire. They were close enough that their animal parts could hear the conversation but also far enough away that their targets could not detect them. And, what targets! Tonight they had finally caught up with three vampires. They had been following their trail for three days, yet the mission had proven to be much more complicated than expected. The Red Moon pack had received the order directly from the Council. These vampires were responsible for the massacre of a coven of witches in the country's south despite peace agreements.