Novel & Cerita Crimson Angel

That night, Anthony's mother, the ever-so-sweet Camila Morentti, held my hand and asked with a warm smile, "Sweetie, this is your home now. What would you like for a wedding present? You name it, and it's yours." Before I could even think of an answer, Anthony chimed in, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he gazed at me, "Mom, let's give Isabella the hot spring retreat up on the mountain! She can't stand the cold, and it'll be the perfect cozy spot for her in the winter. Plus, it's great for her health." Camila agreed without a second thought. Anthony remembered how much I hated the cold. Sebastian remembered, too. That was why, in what felt like a previous life, he used my deepest fear in

In which there is a split of the Crimson order of One-One, with the ancient order of Scarlet Desires from the legion of its various warrior vampires. Being that they are divided between their defenders of their entire race, even though none of them desires to annihilate their enemies with as much eagerness as Desires, the various champions of the Crimson Order of One-One, being from Paying Merah, the assassins, their spies, which will go from the lords of the red clouds, to the guardians, who are the red umbrellas. Desires, this is one of the guardians, he is next to his sister, immortal, Luxury, his sister, was everything he was, the woman had beautiful and full breasts, both had their red

With Blake by my side, I know I can renounce my pack and start a new chapter in my life, one filled with love, trust, and endless possibilities. When the movie is over, I look at Blake, letting him know I'm ready. He holds me tight as I say the words, “I, Amara Reynolds, break all ties and tethers to the Munnin pack, their Alpha Victor, and Luna Angelina. Along with any alpha or luna there after.” A pain surges through my body. I feel Blake still holding me, but the pain is so great I pass out.

Her hair was a river of shadows — black with hints of violet and wine - red gloss, curling like dark lava alive with promise and warning. She created chaos and destruction in the mortal world like a shadow slipping through cracks — silent, unseen until everything shattered around her. She whispered promises to greedy hearts, her beauty a weapon sharper than any blade. Mortals fell for it every time. Their eyes locked onto her like moths to a flame, drawn by the impossible allure of her face — too perfect, too captivating to be real. They didn't see the poison beneath the skin, didn't sense the hunger twisting in her smile.

“I….. I don’t know how to show my gratitude to you two fo…. For giving me this life, a…. and sacrificing your life so that I could live, but the thing that I know very well is…. Is that I am not going to spare any of those evils who are responsible for your deaths. The only mission of my life from now on is ….. is to send those evil creatures to hell, an…. And make this world a better place to live for all the innocent people.” Angel was so overwhelmed with her sorrow that her voice continued raising with every word coming out of her mouth. She wanted to go forward and hugged both Ava and Madeline, but she was afraid. They were still inside that transparent box. Angel understood that their b

She smiled, “her wolf is one that needs a strong human, not just anyone can control Crimson.” My eyes darted to her and then back to the road, “Crimson, as in blood, fire and brimstone, that type of Crimson?” She sat up straight, “why would you think like that and not that it is just the color red.” I shrugged, “Angel remember, I always think that type of stuff first,” I gave her a shy smile. She nodded, “it doesn’t matter, Crimson is gone with her, unless she is now with someone who didn’t have a wolf.”

“But I’m not letting some ghost in lipstick steal my kill and walk away like a fucking legend.” I stood, crushing the cigarette under my heel. Amara Voss. The Revenant. I didn’t care if she was a myth, monster, or martyr. I would find her. And if she wanted war, I’d give her one she’d never forget.

With all the strength I had left, I raised my leg, and almost succeeded in kneeing him in the groin, but he caught my leg, and a new kind of anger blazed from his eyes. "You stupid bloodclat whore! I'm going to teach you just why you should not mess with me." I raised my chin, hiding the fear in my voice. "You are the one messing with yourself asshole. Do you know what Vampires do to filthy things like you who do not know their place." Annoying him was a wrong move to make -- I saw that as I watched his eyes turn red with anger, but I could not back down now. I raised my chin even a notch higher. "If you do not get off me this instant, I would make you regret the day you were born."

She said in a sad tone as she stared at their photo. Angel lost her mother because of an accident when she was 13. It was two months after Angel passed the first stage of transition and found out that she was a Sin. The loss hit her hard and got deeply depressed, to the point that she attempted to kill herself atleast five times. Then, she met Aldrin. Al saved her and introduced her to the world of Sins and combat. It was when Angel started to live a double life to save her sanity and escape her depression. She used training to clear her mind and saw combats as her stress reliever. “Sometimes, I feel bad for this little guy.” She sadly uttered as she caressed Jiro’s face in the picture.

She wiped her tears and forced herself up, she stood up and walk out of the room, Alpha Zaid followed her, she entered her bathroom and lock herself in pouring herself very cold water with her eyes fixed not even blinking. "Why does it hurt so much Moon goddess? Is it wrong for me to at least be the one that makes me happy? I don't even have the right to hate Tyler, he has not done anything wrong to me, I was just stupid..." Crimson said in her mind and cried, she washed her face after some time and dressed up. She left for the Elders meeting. * Crimson arrived at the court room with her eyes red, she tried hard not to fall down as her head a lot and she is starting to feel dizzy.