Red X Stella Novels & Stories

"What's wrong? What's happening? She thought anxiously and stood up walking out of the event. Second pass by, minutes pass by and hours pass by but yet they weren't trace of Stella. Hudson tried calling her phone but it was switched off. Just then he sighted someone coming in. The person was putting on This Red classic gown with high heels. She was in a black hand bag and shoes as Hudson's attention was drawn to her.

I wasn’t in the habit of damaging things I meant to use. “You… burned,” she said after a moment, voice small. She glanced at my hand like it offended her. “When you touched it.” I turned my palm over, flexing my fingers. A faint, angry red circle still lingered where the symbol had seared my skin. Not a normal burn. No blister, no broken flesh. Just a mark, like the ghost of a brand that didn’t belong to me. “It’s nothing,” I said. It wasn’t nothing. Across from us, in the front passenger seat, Rian twisted slightly to look back. Dark hair, sharp eyes, jacket open; he’d been with me long enough to know when I was lying.