Chrono Crusade Novels & Stories

“Release my son, Patroclus Mooncrate. Since you can write, I will only break your left arm and spare your right arm. Follow me in the future, and I will teach you how to write.” “Uh—” Alex said, “I’m afraid I’m powerless about that! In fact, Patroclus and I aren’t enemies! We are friends! When Patroclus heard that the Undying Clan would invade the border again soon, he took the lead and requested to defend the border. He has already departed by now, and I have no way to go after him.” Mooncrate’s expression changed. “He went to defend against the Undying Clan? Where is he? Take me there!”

Tha- He-' His mind was almost refusing to register what was in front of him. Braum slowly raised his hand and pointed towards Christopher his hand shaking, and mouth agap. Everyone followed his finger and jaws dropped. On Christopher's chest was a large tattoo of a Wolfs head with blood dripping from it's fangs. It was The crest of The Black Guard.

Ardcore then kissed her forehead before she pulled away and led the remaining Crusaders through the portal. " It's up to us to insure prophesy of Palio's demise. " April G turned to her comrades. " Let’s make sure Ardcore's sacrifice is not in vain. " The remaining Crusaders all rushed straight through the portal. As the portal closed, all they could see was Ardcore firing his shotgun against the oncoming zealots.

I looked at Thorne, then at the gold-eyed wolves. "Let them come," I whispered, though I knew the cost. I looked at my hand. The crimson scar was glowing with a steady, peaceful light. The Crusade of the South had truly begun. And the Sanguine Empress had just claimed her first cathedral.

Deamus ordered another round for his commanders before continuing the story. "All of this happened millennia ago so most of it is lost to history. There are many stories, all different in a way but this they all have in common. The Emperor united the warring nations of Holy Terra under one flag before setting out to unite the colonies amongst the stars: The Great Crusade. During this crusade his oldest son, the Arch Heretic Horus, turned against him. Horus had a great lust for power and was jealous of his father's power. This caused a Civil War, splitting the empire in two. The war waged for decades, almost destroying the Imperium as a whole. During his final confrontation The Emperor fought

I shake my head again as I go silent. “Thank you. I understand better why Demetri and Xavier have taken steps to make your request to return so seriously so quickly. The current state of the council makes things move at a snail's pace and time is not on your side. You asked about information on operation underground. I believe your now secondary plan for returning to Crimson Dawn is reliant on it.” I nod my head but again stay silent. “As I said, I can’t get into details on how it works as that’s not something anyone knows until they are actively in it but I can give you history on how it got started.”

The Soul Armor that covered his body glowed softly, and though it had gathered dust, there was no damage on it. Within Mane’s Soulscape, Cronos chuckled pleasantly, his eyes dull and cold; however, when he spoke next, his tone was filled with excitement. With a small grin that didn’t reach his eyes, the one who was once acknowledged as the greatest Chaos Beast to ever exist, opened his mouth and said, “Dance little Supreme. Dance. *Boom*

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

The alphas who supported him are about to lose their mates for nothing. What's the point of fighting? My mum was right, it doesn't matter how far I run, they will find me anyway. "My friend Marcel, I present to you the five Luna souls you need to bring back our princes," Zane's father points at the second circle, and everyone tightly holds on to their mates. Casper is here too and his mate. I pray they don't touch her, goddess!. The scent of tears is full in the air. Whimpers. A gloomy cloud of loss surrounds us and I have no idea why this man keeps sacrificing his people to the witches.

Why does Uncle Marc want to make things worse for me? “But how do you plan on stopping the ceremony? From what I’ve heard, Uncle Marc has carried out the initiation and named her the Sohoe. This ceremony is just to finalize things, and the other members of the De Santos family are on their way with some guests. So, how, Adrian? Is there really a way to stop this from taking place?” Elena inquired, only for her voice to catch in her throat as she coughed. I helped her sit on the bed, taking a glass and filling it with water from a jar before handing it to her. She drank the cup of water and sighed.