Walking Red Flag Novels & Stories

I tell Carla to pour some more water in the glass and she does so. Ten. Nine. Eight. I sip the water as I look at Troy with a smirk and he rolls his eyes. At five, I place the glass on the table and start walking towards the couch. The record starts before I'm there and so I start talking as I walk to the couch where Patty is. "Welcome back everyone to the Red Flags show where unveil red flags in relationships and uncover cheating partners." I start looking directly at the camera before Troy says through my earpiece to turn to camera four. The one on my left side.

A woman threw herself into a hug with Roman, causing his arm to drop from Willow’s shoulder. "Oh, Roman! You’re finally here! I feared you had forgotten our invitation!" The woman pulled back, flashing a seductive, red-lipped smile. Willow’s jaw tightened. It was Cindy, the Elder's assistant. A woman known for her "enthusiasm" toward powerful Alphas. Willow dubbed her the Red Witch on the spot. Her gown was so low-cut it defied the laws of physics. Roman gave a curt, freezing nod. "Cindy." He immediately reached out to pull Willow back to his side, but the woman didn't seem to notice his blatant disinterest.

the group laugh with Caleb’s question. “Of course, so the embark would be fun, since you were already divided into groups, we will explain the mechanics, so we can start,” I was just looking at Rein, while holding a piece of paper, “We have prepared the places where you can and can’t enter, when you see a red flag, it means you have to stop from there, because it is either trespassing our dangerous, however, and the other hand, when you see a green flag, it means, obviously a go, and a safe place to look,” “Are we digging or what? Count me out if yes,” I chuckled upon hearing Allian’s sentiment, others look at her, with furrowed brow, yeah, it wasn’t just Rabiya and Yana, it was the majority

He sat on the bed and played with Brienne's fingers. "Stay out of the forest, okay?" Raven said. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to see what's inside. I didn't expect to see such a massive wolf. I couldn't believe it was so close," Brienne responded. "That wolf won't hurt you," Raven said. "But if you ever meet another again and its eyes are red, you should run and never look back," he added. The distinguishing feature of a rogue is the presence of red eyes. Indication that its beast is in control of the body and mind, and all it could see is destruction. They will stop at nothing to eliminate everything that stands in their way.

Blaze muttered. "Same location where they were first spotted by those werewolves!!" Mr. Redd muttered as he touched his computer desk which brought up signals from Trenton's bar. "Oiii, here she is!!" He pointed a green mark which rested on one of the red marks, and they were more four red candle sticks. "You must send dozens of bodyguards there right now. I can't let anything happen to her!!" Father exclaimed. "Danger is already with her." He said, pointing at the red candle stick signal that was in their midst. "Those on orange in the bar are not potential threats to her, the four close to her must either be a werewolf or a vampire rogue because they are of same color."

The wolf I assumed was his Beta moved faster than I expected. “Alpha, we have detected rogues in the area. One of our pack members heard them speaking about looking for a red wolf.” “A red wolf? There is no red wolf. Are you sure that is what they heard?” I could hear the worry in Alpha Michael’s voice. “Yes, they are sure that is what they heard.” The Beta responded. “Should we alert Alpha Callan?” “I can alert him.” I spoke up.

---------- ------------------ Several hours later . ---------- ------------------ Red found herself in the worst part of Springfield, an area simply called the Row. She had left the slaughterhouse and just kept walking for hours. Anyone who saw the stunningly beautiful redhead walking through that area with the sun having set would say that she was just asking for trouble. They would've been right.

“Yeah.” We move slower. Hazel points with her chin. Ahead of us a scrap of cloth hangs from a twig where a sapling meets the path. It’s weathered gray, nothing to it, until the moon catches a smear on the weave. Red-brown, three strokes, clawed downward and splayed. Redmaw’s mark. It’s fresh. Wet where the threads bunch. We both stand there looking at it like it might start talking. “They’re inside the fence line,” Hazel whispers.

It’s very infuriating. ‘There have been reports that the blood red wolf has a special ability that is sought out. This ability has never been recorded.’ Interesting. I wonder if this special ability is the curse rather than her mate dying being the curse or is this special ability what kills her mate. I hope for the first because if Haley is a blood red wolf, it could mean we end up dead. Unfortunately the book does not hold any further information, at least not anymore. I carefully close the book, trying not to ruin it’s pages more than it already is. I carefully pick it up to return it to the bookshelf when I notice a paper fall out of the book.

I looked at him straight in the eye and dared him to challenge me but when he released a deep breath, I realized that he have given up "Fine, but I’m walking in with you.” As Matteo followed me into the building, I couldn't help but notice the eerie atmosphere that enveloped us. The air was thick with smoke, making it difficult to see beyond a few feet. I switched on my flashlight, and its beam illuminated the path ahead. The warehouse was spacious, but the darkness made it seem claustrophobic. My heart raced as I searched for Anna. I didn't want to imagine the worst-case scenario, but the sight of the lifeless bodies strewn across the floor made it hard to keep hope alive. Despite the despe