Blood-red Commander Igris Novels & Stories

“You don’t understand. You’ve made us equal now. You’ve bound us. My blood on your hands… your blood on mine. That’s what I wanted.” Elena’s scream cut through the fog. “Adrian—get away from her!” The sound shattered his focus. He turned his head for only a heartbeat—but it was enough. Steel whistled. Adrian barely twisted aside. The Commander’s remaining blade slashed across his ribs, tearing cloth and flesh alike. The pain ripped through him like fire, staggering him sideways. He dropped to one knee. The Commander loomed above him, pale eyes glowing with obsession, not triumph. She pressed her blade’s edge to his jaw, tilting his head upward as if she were lifting a chalice.

The high glass pane of the command spire trembled as the roar from the pit reverberated through the stone foundations of the Iron Quarry. Below, Commander Vane thrashed uselessly against the crushing weight of Rhys’s boot, his chest plate fractured, his breath coming in ragged, bloody gasps.

Her cute appearance itched the second-in-command heart. “A toast to our beautiful relationship.” Tess said with underlying meaning. She was having fun. The second in command was incredibly handsome although he couldn’t stand in the same room as Ruben. Tess wasn’t repulsed about flirting with him before the bloodshed, knowing his infatuation with her was temporary. He is a cold blooded commander. It should be known that to acquire the position of the second in command to the leader of a notorious mercenary group like Towering stones, he must have painted the town red with the blood of both innocent and evil people like him.

I gave George a look and averted my gaze at the smile in his eyes. That man. He didn't even give me heads up at all. However, I still had no choice but to approach Felix, who quickly handed me an emblem. It was different from the sky-blue ones given to the royal guards; this one was black, with a hint of blood-red imprints. The term ‘COMMANDER’ was written in bold red. “Congratulations and welcome.” Felix said calmly, extending his hands for a handshake. The crowd clapped, staring at me with admiration.

Author Pov Entering the room the first thing Rose noticed was the darkness and the sharp smell of his cologne all over the room. She couldn't help but feel more guilty watching the dark interior and black walls. The room was painted with black and grey colours. While the interior was also black and grey. She bit her lip remembering how Harry was always fond of bright and shiny colours. His favourite colour was blue. Bright sky blue. But now watching the amount of darkness he had adorned in his life made her more remorseful for pushing him to be a man he wasn't.

He said against my skin. “No.” I said defiantly as I looked down and my gaze locked with his. “No?” He growled and his golden eyes turned red. I was slowly learning more about Gavrael, his dominant side, the part of him that was in control most of the time was his wolf. His eyes only turned red when he was angry, and anytime he was disobeyed because the demon half hated to be refused. Also whenever he wanted to use powers that weren’t from the wolf, like teleporting, his eyes turned red. The human side, brown eyes, only appeared when he was calm, and I had barely seen this side since I met him. Maybe if I could reason with him when he was more human, he would listen, that was a plan for anot

I can't describe his annoyance because of me. "Aren't you moving yet? Do you still want to sleep, huh?" The commander had a half smile, obviously not happy about my sleeping. "Commander- "Get out now!" I closed my eyes when he shouted loudly. I'm dead! "Here. I'm coming out. Don't shout. I just fell asleep,you know" I answered with a grimace. I crawled out from under the sink. "Orenciana!" The tiger is pissed off!

She had been corrupted by evil, and now she could control the very oceans themselves, creating tsunamis and whirlpools at will. Julius, the Third Commander, was an ex-Alpha from the Wolfsbane Clan. He could summon lightning bolts that could split the sky and incinerate anything in their path. Dray, the Fourth Commander, was a shadow hunter from the Shadow Hunter Clan. He could manipulate the shadows to his will, appearing and disappearing without a trace and creating illusions that could deceive even the most perceptive minds.

the commander says to me before he leaves. Jareth winks at me as if the commander was joking and then he leaves the office too. I sigh relieved the moment I am alone. After a while of waiting for them to come back, I start to get bored. I look around the office several times. The dark grayish floor, the black furniture, the place is as inhospitable as its owner is intimidating. Behind the commander’s desk, there is a black bookcase where he exhibits his many trophies and decorations. I get up to look at them closely. Golden decoration for bravery, red decoration for service to the Righteous Regime, platinum decoration for risking his life for Estermond... this man has done it all. On one of

"So they don't feel pain." "They don't feel mercy either." --- The leader of the Eclipse Guard stopped a hundred yards from the fortress. He slowly removed his silver wolf mask. A deep scar ran across his face, crossing one pale blue eye. His expression was empty. Cold. Lifeless. "Lynnek Moonfang." His voice echoed across the battlefield. "I am Commander Darius." "I was the one who killed your father's royal guard." Lynnek's heart pounded. "You murdered innocent people." "They stood between me and my mission."