Novels by RedBrownie

I appointed myself and a few others to keep watch for the first couple hours so the rest of the girls could get some sleep.I could feel myself wanting to fall asleep from pure exhaustion so to prevent it, I headed into the edge of the forest and found a large broken branch on the forest floor. It was a good size, almost reaching my chin when I stood up straight and thick enough that my hand could just grasp the entire thing in my grip.I took it back with me and began to carve the edge of it with the knife Hope had given me. I wanted to turn it into a wooden spear to use for protection.My thoughts kept drifting to Hope as I carved away. Was she alright? Was she safe with her group? Would she come any moment now? What would we do if she didn't?Keep going north and follow the river on the west side. It'll lead you to safety.Hope's words kept replaying in my mind in tune to the swirling unease in my stomach. Don't turn to fear, I told myself. Just keep going. Don't think about anythi

I looked around to see a larger rock near the edge of the group and stood on it."Stop! Everyone!" I called out to gather their attention. "I know how to get across. The red haired girl told me what to do and entrusted me to lead you all to safety. I will not fail you." I told them, trying to appear with the confidence of Hope. I noticed Beef in the group, staring at me with folded muscular arms. She gave away no expression.Without another word I started to lead the girls north, using the fading sunlight as my guide. The girls followed me without question. It must be because of Hope. She earned their trust and now I have temporarily gained theirs from her knowledge.I tried to keep a quick pace but some girls were limping, bullet and knife wounds leaking out of them. At this rate, we would be slow but I did not want to rest till we were across the river.I turned around and faced the group. "Those of you who can help carry any injured please do so, we must go quickly till we can cros

The hallway was mostly made of wood with paintings lining the walls and intricate decorations on tables for display. Bright windows in front of us displayed an orange blazing sunset, a sign that gave me strength till I saw what was in front of it.A legion of guards with vicious dogs barking at us against their chain leashes stood between us and a large double door leading to our freedom. These guards held large assault style guns instead of the pistols the others had. They were also bigger, more muscular, and somehow more menacing than the ones before. An older man with a scar on his chin stood in the center with a confident stance.Our own legion stopped, analyzing the scene before us. We were fewer in number now but still many and would not be taken down or forced to yield our assault."We calmly ask you to drop your weapons and return to your cells." The older gentleman spoke with a gruffness about him."Or what?" Hope spit towards him with a menacing glare though there seemed to

Don't you know when to shut up?" A rough voice across from us whispered out. We both looked at a girl with dull but angry dark eyes glaring at us with her back sitting against a cement wall. "If the guards hear you, they'll hurt you." Her brow furrowed in anger. A large welting bruise sat just above her right brow.I decided to call her Beef for the bickering anger in her as well as the large muscles on her forearms and wide stature. Even though she was one of the boniest girls here, she still seemed to have a lot of muscle on her as well."So what?" Hope lifted her nose in the air. "When the guards come I'll attack them and take their guns and needles.""You're a fool if you think you can overpower them." Beef scoffed and peered down the hallway as far as the glass would allow her."I can if you help me. I see you're strong. If I distract them then you can-""Stop." Beef interrupted. She stood up and shakily walked over to Hope and I, stepping on the others that stood in her way. A f

I was taken from my home.I don't remember much about how it happened. It was dark and I was on the brink of sleep when someone grabbed me and started choking me to the point of syncope.There must have been several of them because I kicked and flailed but many hands grabbed my legs, arms, and held my neck down. I couldn't see their faces but I remember their hands.I knew I was drugged when I woke up because I felt sick just like every other time I took a potent medicine. I felt the nausea overtaking me from the stench of rot and something foul in the air. The ground was dirty and damp, though you could hardly see it through all the bodies.I wasn't the only one there. White noise of moans and aches echoed in the cold dark room. I'm sure I was making the exact same sounds.There were men talking above the white noise. I recognized it because it sounded so different from the rest of us. They sounded alive. They talked about something but I couldn't concentrate. It was hard to focus wh

They say that when your body is under extreme distress, it triggers one of two reactions: Fight, and attack your opponent with either physical or intellectual strength; or Flight, and flee your opponent with terrifying speed fueled by adrenaline. What people don’t realize is that there is a third reaction when your body is under extreme distress, one that is not acknowledged as heavily as the others, and that is Freeze. Freeze locks your body into place or perhaps takes away your power to move your limbs. Everything is frozen in your entire body- except your mind. Your mind is racing with unparalleled thoughts far too fast to place any action in them. You’re simply helpless to the orchestrations of your mind and imprisoned by your body. You cannot move, speak, or even blink, yet your mind is screaming for you to do so and punishes you with thousands of synaptic thoughts pulsating your brain, frying it from the inside.I unfortunately belonged to this group.“What did you say?” Carte

My body was utterly exhausted, yet I had never felt better. It was a long night of passion, more than I had ever experienced in my life, yet he never penetrated me. Carter spent hours thoroughly ‘taking care of me’ as he called it, with half of it being on his kitchen table. Every time I tried to reciprocate his touches, his passion- he would simply grab my wrist and start kissing my palm and scold me with the mention of how I was too eager. “I just want to touch you. Don’t take away my pleasure tonight, beautiful,” he had said after my second orgasm when I had tried to grab his length. To punish me for going against him, he made the next session last twice as long before he allowed me to come. I had been in tears by the time he finally gave in. Even now, just the thought of all that we did last night sent heat straight to my core, along with the exhaustion from how tightly wound my body was last night.I felt a soft shift of a weight underneath me and a seductive rumble carry through

Carter Lockwood’s home was not as I expected it to be. Typically, significant characters in werewolf novels had such grand mansion-like houses with manicured lawns and a beauty to be envied by all who entered.Carter’s house- or should I say cabin, reeked of humble naturalness. It was a small cottage with natural foot pathways and wild plants growing all around, protecting the secluded little house from outsiders. Wildflowers peeked out in bloom in various areas and trees surrounded the house on the sides, tucking it nice and neat for an adventurous hiker who wanted a natural environment. For some reason, it seemed to fit exactly what I already knew about Carter and his soul. He wasn’t one to brag, and definitely wasn’t the one who liked the spotlight naturally, but rather had it forced on him from duty.I fell in love just looking at the beautiful little home. I don’t know how Carter knew what I was thinking but his wolf rumbled in approval at my satisfaction and pressed his nose de

“I told you to come to me when you need something, didn’t I?”I whipped my head around to see a familiar dark silhouette hiding in the shadows of the street. The figure took a step closer to light themselves under the pale yellow light of the nearby street lamp. Carter looked disheveled. His hair looked unkempt, like his hands ran through it over and over again. His tense muscles clenched as he slowly walked over to me, putting me in shadow as the back of him lit up like he was covered in heavenly glow.When my eyes finally traveled to his face, he was furious. Considering how much was going on tonight, I didn’t even want to try to analyze what was going through that mind of his. Not tonight. I was so tired.Carter held out his hand for me to grab. I simply stared at it.“Damn it, Paisley, just take my hand.” He sighed in frustration.Trying to put a halt in my tears, I eased my hand into his warm one. Without a second of hesitation, he pulled me to my fight and wrapped his arms aroun

“There you are! We were worried sick about you!” Denise and Phil ran out of the house. A look of genuine concern was on Phil’s face but Denise’s was obviously a burning fury disguised as concern. She assessed Carter for a moment before throwing her arm around my shoulders and trying to brisk me inside.“Thank you, Beta Carter.” She smiled tensely. “I’m sure my daughter put you through so much trouble tonight. We appreciate you taking her home.” Denise’s tight grip on my shoulders practically pushed me up the porch steps. I glanced over my shoulder to see Phil shaking Carter’s hand and thanking him earnestly for his help. Carter nodded respectfully but it was clear he was still filled with rage from what happened. He couldn’t take his eyes off mine as I was ushered over the threshold and into the house.Phil came in a moment later and shut the door just as Denise shoved me away from her.“How dare you!” She yelled, pointing her wrinkled finger at me. “All you’ve ever done is give me tr

“Are you really that clueless?” He stared at me. I blinked and backed up, the sexual tension melting away to a cold icy river between us. “Excuse me?” I raised my brow, feeling so cold suddenly. Goose bumps raised on the back of my neck.“You could have been killed going to a place like that! Why on earth would you go to a club- and a well known RIH club at that! Don’t you realize that just being mated to me makes you an enemy to them?!” Carter yelled, talking angrily with his hands. I stared straight ahead and merely folded my arms, the cold seeming into my bones. “You act like I had a choice.” I murmured.“Well, didn’t you?” He scoffed. “Your father told me tonight that you were having a sleepover at a friend's house. So you can imagine my surprise when I found you in a club when not only are you underage but the club is in the heart of the RIH community?”“You didn’t tell my father where I was, did you?” I whipped my head in his direction, fear creeping through me. “When I real