Crimson Angel Novels & Stories

“They don’t listen.” Gluttony grinned. Kaelen rubbed his face with both hands again, muttering, “Why am I confessing my job in front of the literal Archangel Michael.....” Michael pointed dramatically. “BECAUSE YOUR CRIMSON—WHICH IS YOU—LEFT TWENTY DEAD MEN ON A BORDER MEANT FOR CELESTIAL BEINGS AND ALSO A WHOLE FUCKING SYNDICATE CLAN” Kaelen flinched. “Okay… well, technically they had it coming and wow it's really weird for an angel to cuss.”

But I shook my head, a slight smirk playing on my lips as I took in the sight of the innocent angel who dared to venture into my forbidden domain. I took a step closer, now just inches away from her. “This room is off-limits to workers and non-members, especially angels like you.” As Summer tried to back away, I moved closer, trapping her between myself and the stairwell. Her chest rose and fell. I could smell her berry scent. The tension between us crackled in the air, charged with a dangerous energy.

I pick it up and run my fingers over the hard moon sigil pressed on the cover. “Interesting...” I mutter, opening to the first page. It simply lists: Goddess, Lycans, Witches, Bloodlines, and Hybrids. My pulse quickens. I flip through the pages, ignoring the ones that have been torn out clean. The writing is cramped and old-fashioned, talking about cursed beings. “The Crimson-born are not of the pack, nor of the coven. They are independent and choose where they wish to go. Forged in the silence between the first howl, the Goddess’s tears, and the first spell. With their pale skin comes eyes deeper than the stain of blood.”

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

This is another name for the human half of the Founding Ten. The Binding: A rare and ancient magic effect triggered by the ceremonial blood toast during an Accord marriage. It increases attraction and lowers emotional boundaries between the couple. It was created to increase the likelihood of a Crimsonborn being produced. The Crimsonborn: A child born from a sanctioned Accord marriage. Half human, half vampire. Children outside of Accord marriages are impossible. Without these children, the Accord will collapse. They age slowly and have the option to turn after the age of 18. The Crimson Registry: A registry of donors consisting of elite humans who offer their blood for favors of the Eternal

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My eyes flashed with a silver light that was fading into blue. My fingers sank into the desk. The wood didn't just dent; it groaned. My strength was something jagged and wild. “Did you take Angel in?” I asked. “When did you start caring about a human?” Grey asked, his voice full of surprise. “I don't want her involved in all of this,” My heart was pounding against my ribs. “Not this. Not the Cranes. Not our pack. And definitely not the curse.” “She is a pawn, Grey,” I said,“Nothing more.”

From the cracks on the frozen white space crawled out a looming shadow swallowing the angel as it enshrouded it with its misty limbs… Satiana’s hair darkened from a silver-white hair to a jet black hair… a pitch-black just like that darkness that she called for… Her eyes shimmered in a crimson hue, a grin on her porcelain-like face making the angel experience a bone-shaking fear… something it never experienced… And as a final act of struggle… it started praying…

Mr Carter said after finding out that, Mr Martin lost everything and partnered with Mr Green who just used him as his right-hand man for all his dirty work. "You know you never win, Mr Carter," Mr Martin said "I know. I never won because as a bad person, failure was my shadow but as a new person, having undergone a complete transformation and coming to know Christ the Lord, failure becomes the darkness that can't battle the light around me," Mr Carter said and Mr Martin frowned. "What bunch of nonsense are you spilling out now?" Mr Martin asked wondering when Mr Carter became religious. "The kind of nonsense that sends criminals like yourself to prison. I paid my price for my crimes a long t