All Chapters of Crimson Bloomed: Ascend: Chapter 61 - Chapter 68

Chapter 62: The Space That Grows With Me They walked side by side. But never close enough to touch. Between them stretched a silence too deliberate to be accidental. Not heavy. Not angry. Just… charged. Like the air before a thunderstorm. Like something waiting to happen. Aria kept glancing over, pretending not to. Selene’s expression was unreadable again — calm, steady, maddeningly composed. Her blade was tucked under one arm, jacket slung over her shoulder, silver - blonde hair tousled by the breeze. She looked like a ghost who’d given up on haunting and decided to walk instead. Aria adjusted the strap on her bag, not because it was slipping, but because she needed to do something with her hands. Zero, her pocket dimension, pulsed at her side like a secret she loved too much. It wasn’t just space. It was hers. It responded to her. Every time she’d opened it earlier to stash more snacks, clothes, seafood, literal boxes of cereal — and baby shoes for some reason — it had felt lik

Chapter 64: Everything We Can Carry 3:27 a.m. They didn’t say it out loud, but they knew they weren’t sleeping tonight. The air had that feeling again — thick, stretched, and just slightly wrong. Like time had been twisted into something unreliable. Like if they stopped moving, the world would start unraveling again. So they kept going. Through hollow streets and trashed storefronts, lit only by the flickering remains of streetlamps and the thin glow of an old lantern they passed between them. No drama. No panic. Just that quiet, electric urgency. The kind born of instinct and exhaustion and the kind of grief you can’t name out loud. Aria didn’t ask where they were going. Not because she didn’t want to know — because she didn’t need to. Selene moved like she had a map tattooed behind her eyes, and Aria trusted that. Trusted her. Not blindly. Not because of some past life. But because in a world that no longer explained itself, Selene was one of the only things that made sense. Th

Chapter 66: You’re Not Sneaking Off, Little Flame II “I know,” Selene said softly. She moved up her body, kissing the skin just beneath Aria’s ribs, then her sternum, then the side of one breast — cool lips leaving a trail of heat behind. Aria’s hands found her shoulders, weakly pulling her up. Selene smiled and kissed her. Deep, slow, sensual. Letting Aria taste herself on her lips. Aria moaned into it, hips twitching even now, the aftershocks still rolling through her. “You’re amazing,” Aria whispered, dazed. “You haven’t seen anything yet,” Selene whispered against her mouth, then trailed kisses down her neck again. Aria laughed, breathless and messy. “I don’t think I can take more.” Selene raised an eyebrow, cold fingers sliding down her belly again. “You sure about that?” Aria opened her mouth to argue — but then Selene’s tongue flicked her clit again. Her breath hitched. Her whole body jerked. “Oh my—!” “Thought so,” Selene murmured. She didn’t give Aria time to reco

Chapter 68: What We Leave Behind Us The engine thrummed under Aria’s hands, steady as her focus. The RV felt different with her in the driver’s seat — like it was learning her rhythm now, syncing to her pulse. Selene was resting in the passenger seat, legs pulled up on the dash, arms folded, eyes half - closed but alert in that quiet, predator way of hers. “You’re staring,” Aria said without looking away from the road. “I’m not,” Selene murmured. “You are.” Selene didn’t argue. She just smiled, barely. They’d loaded up more supplies back at the last stop — just enough. Not too much. Nothing flashy. Just water, dry food, spare batteries, some old wool blankets that smelled like cedar. Aria was the one who insisted on rationing the layout of things in the RV. Selene didn’t stop her. She liked watching Aria care about details like that. Liked the way she moved when she was focused — precise, like she was stitching the world back together one careful item at a time. The sun was st