Crimson Blade Novels & Stories

I whispered. Then I stabbed him. Slow. Deep. Right in the gut. He screamed like a dying animal, blood bubbling from his lips. I twisted the blade and pulled it out. “This is for the women you sold.” Another stab. He convulsed. Blood everywhere. He tried to fight back, just for a second. Reached up to punch me. Swung wide and weak. Pathetic. I caught his arm and bent it back until it snapped. He shrieked. All that defiance is gone.

I caught the unit by the high-collar of its suit, my fingers crushing the reinforced plating, and slammed it into the granite fireplace. The stone cracked. The Harvester’s head caved in with a dull, wet thud of hydraulics. Silence rushed back into the room, heavy and jagged. I stood over the wreckage, chest heaving. The Phantom Blade dripped with a mix of synthetic fluid and the faint, silver sheen of my own blood where the kickback had nicked my thumb. I didn't look at the kills. I looked at my hands. The silver threads weren't just lacing my veins anymore; they were burning through the skin of my wrists, glowing with a violet light that refused to fade.

“Leading the pack to integrity, prosperity, and rights bound to the fair and equitable territory will be my liability.” Letting my blood drip down the vessel, the balaraw dagger tainted with red fluid suddenly projected blinding crystal light causing my eyes to close. It lasted for over a minute and the second the light disappeared, an unanticipated burning sensation on my shoulder emanated. I gradually rotated my head and took a glance at it. But what I’ve seen left me shocked. A red lunar crest was painted on the skin behind my neck. And the crystal dagger on my hand possessed the same crest.

**Blood Rain** layers on top—corrosive violet downpour. The Court rides with me. Seras sunrise-nukes the skull swarm. Lucian dragonfire melts the bone constructs. Kayo’s tails guillotine the lesser lords. Rowan erases timelines with a word. Nerida eats the void leaks. Remy and I tandem the boss. I **Crimson Forge** blood armor around us. He coyote-gold claws the echo’s face. I speak Line 777—contract void. The echo screams. I finish with **Sanguine Eclipse**.

The blade sank deep—not into Crystal, but into him. The sound it made—the sickening, wet sound of steel through flesh—stole her breath. “Ryder!” Her scream cracked the night. His body jerked with the impact, but his arms locked around her, shoving her backward toward safety even as blood darkened his side. The assassin snarled, ripping the blade free to strike again. Fire surged inside Crystal, wild and scorching. Aelira howled in her skull, claws scraping against the fragile cage of her control. Burn him. Burn everything.

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.

I wanted to sleep and rest but decided to just come see why Pearl was so angry with me for. I didn't expect to get slapped in the face now how dare you slap me Amber freaking Wu!" Crimson screamed her lungs out with all of her might, right on Pearl Lin's shocked face. For almost a minute no one talked or cried, everyone was shocked. Where did Crimson get so much caurage from, how comes she's now slapping them back and screaming at them? "Are you serious right now Crimson? Just how wicked can you be?

Megara said in a loud and clear voice. "Neither will I let you gain a victory," Jasmine yelled back with the same intensity. Blade against the blade. Good against the good. Both in one's eyes, are so sinful. Oh, how bad is a thing called... Misinterpretation.

He probably knew that managing the veins empire my parents left me with was strenuous and more complex than what ordinary eyes see. I was so happy when Crimson finally arrived I watched as her big blue eyes scanned the living room space, her red hair was a lot longer than before and left in careless curves running down to her waist. She inhaled the air around and almost immediately a bright smile appeared on her face. I turned back to face the window and catch my breath cause knew Crimson will soon chew me out. "surprise!!" I finally heard Crimson's dad announce my presence. I turned around after taking deep breaths and releasing them steadily. The smile on Crimson face slipped down her perf

Each warrior exuded strength, and I felt a chill go down my spine. Among them, one moved ahead. His stance was tight with power, and he was taller than the others. "Turn back," he said in a gravelly voice. "You have no place here." Shaun's shoulders were squared. "The Sacred Blade is what we seek." There was a quiet murmur among them. The leader's gaze became strained. "This isn't your blade." With a pounding heart, I took a step forward. "Please. We need it. The Crimson Alpha is becoming more powerful. Nothing will remain if we don't stop him right now.