Turning Red Abby Novels & Stories

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"Abby, if you know where Nina is, please let me know." Abby is shaking with anger. She looks at Troy with unbelievable eyes. He even doubts her because of Nina! Abby points to Troy and can't speak because of anger. She suddenly feels a stomachache and then a hot fluid runs down her thigh. Abby looks down in alarm. Her long white skirt has turned red!

Sweet But Painful Memories Abby’s POV. I took a quick shower and immediately I was done bathing, I ran out of the bathroom with my towel wrapped around my chest . I reached for my wardrobe and grabbed my Red suit that was hung on a tiny steel . I sighed knowing that I was going to put on my sweet but painful memory to work for the day. “Here goes nothing Abby. You can do it” I encouraged as I untied the towel which was wrapped around my chest slowly.

“Some last-minute changes. Didn’t they tell you?” No. No, they did not. So basically, I fought my chains, ruined my hair, wore this tragic robe, mentally prepared for public humiliation… and for what? “I swear,” I muttered, yanking the robe off and flinging it onto the bed. “This academy is full of shit.” “You’ll enjoy it eventually,” the redhead girl said cheerfully, stepping forward like she hadn’t just watched me unravel. “I’m Abigail and I’m a mermaid.” She said it like she was offering cookies and not casually confessing to being Disney royalty. She stretched her hand toward me, smiling so brightly I almost squinted.

Her face was almost as red as her hair; I noted as I leaned back against the kitchen counter, my eyes shifting briefly to Jay, who stood with his arms across his chest, unable to take his eyes off Abigail as she prodded me in the chest harshly. "I should just fuck the next guy I see." She yelled in my face; Jay cut the tension, making me grin and suggestively raise an eyebrow at Red. "That would be me. So yes, please." He grinned sarcastically, my eyes narrowing as the scene unfolded in her mind, those cheeks flushed, just like I liked.

All eyes turned to the woman who had just stepped out onto the back deck. Heather. She wore white jeans, a white jacket, and a bright yellow top, with not a hint of Abby’s signature pink anywhere on her. He watched as Abby lifted her head, a hopeful look on her face, and then the sadness he saw as she realized her mother hadn’t done the one thing she’d asked. In a sea of every shade of pink imaginable, Heather stood out like a sore thumb which was probably her intention. Heather hated it when anyone else was in the spotlight, even if that other person was her daughter.

He said as he smiles and walks away defeated as he looks at the floor, he runs his hands through his hair to fix it and to straighten his suit jacket as he strides out of the office and into the main lobby. "What happened Abbie? What is this?" Mr. Redblood said as he examined the gift basket that seemed to have more assortments than what I saw at a glance. I was nervous when Mr.Redblood kept staring at the note that was left near the basket..."Her last name is Everlock?" He asks as he stares at the note and I nod, "Yes, actually she just told me this when I gave her the food you requested me to give her..." He runs like a mad man to her office to find that she had not eaten her food just yet

"I'm glad you approve, your highness." "Please, help me tell Abby I am ready_" The door swung open, exposing Abby. She was fully kitted in a flowing red Tulie gown. She wore black sandals and her hair was left to fall to her shoulders, cupping her petite face. "You look...stunning!" She cawed. "Abby..." I was shy. "C'mon, my brother needs to see you." My cheeks burned hotter. "Go on, Kora, inform the driver we are ready," She waved Kora off, coming closer.

Watched every set of eyes trail after her like she was something carved out of the impossible. And then I watched Xavier put his hands on her. My brother tying her into his stupid charm routine was irritation enough. But the way she laughed? The way she let herself ease into him after fighting it? The way she let him spin her, hold her, touch her? That had branded something hot and unrecognizable into my chest. So no. Walking away had never been an option. “Running from something?” I asked again, stepping closer. Abigail turned slowly. Her eyes met mine, wide but steady. Her cheeks were flushed from dancing, curls falling loose around her face, lips parted like she’d forgotten how to breathe

She said, as she fiddles with her fingers. The thought of him going to mark another girl really cause her a stomach upset. But she shouldn't be worry about that because she won't allow Robert to Marry anyone except her. ****Redmond pack*** Red shoots many wolves daily with wolfsbane. He turned himself into a semi god. Abigail couldn't control or talk to him. He had Abigail placed on a house arrest while her bodyguard imprisoned. Some of the wolves who are Lucas followers start fleeing the packs fearing their life.