Crimson Blood Novels & Stories

“Alaric?” “I’m sorry, Adriana,” Alpha Alaric said, clenching his teeth and furrowing his brows as if he was under a lot of pain. “Don’t…” “The wolves in Crimson Blood are hybrids. Half wolf, half vampyrs,” Ravenna cut him off. “But please don’t be scared. I’m not going to hurt you.” “What is wrong with him?” Adriana said, unable to keep her eyes away from Alaric and his invisible struggle.

“The Phanton line has come to an end and a hybrid cannot rule the kingdom.” “I accept Princess tawny’s proposal. So, who here has the guts to challenge me for the right to the princess’s hand and the throne?” Crimson stands, face red and eyes turning from their yellow to the crimson color I love so much. His anger is palpable, and the vicious voices die down to disgruntled grumbles. “That’s what I thought.” Crimson steps back but does not sit back down, remaining by my side instead.

I said, trying not to laugh at the sight of him shuffling his feet uncomfortably. “I don't understand, you basically bathe in blood when you kill people, how is this so different?” I asked him. His nose scrunched up adorably. “It's different, this blood is so weird." He whined childishly. Ladies and gentlemen, this was the Crimson Alpha, if only his enemies could see him now. I took pity on him and changed the subject, “I don't know what's making me so crabby, it’ll probably pass." I shrugged nonchalantly.

“And this one’s older than the trees.” My heart was pounding. It felt like I was falling down a tunnel with no bottom. “So what? I’m supposed to believe I’m cursed now? That some psychotic wolf guy wants to kill me because of my last name?” Kael didn’t flinch. “Because of your blood. You’re Crimson-born. And that means something in this world.” I shook my head. “No. No, this isn’t real. None of this is. That thing I saw in my dream—”

CRIMSON “Do you know the story of the bloody werewolf rogue that was killed by his alpha? Do you know about that rogue that was hated by all of his pack and all the other packs that no one wanted him at all? Are you familiar with the story, child?” an old woman asked me while giving me a serene smile on her lips.

Nakangiting pagpapaunlak ko at inalalayan si Crimson papasok sa entrance ng venue. ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

Then humanity needed to change with it. At first, Husen worked alongside them willingly. He believed they were searching for a cure. For months they studied ancient blood samples preserved beneath the station. The samples behaved unlike anything known. They regenerated damaged tissue. They repaired cells. They adapted to foreign organisms instead of rejecting them. The researchers named it...Crimson Blood. Husen warned them repeatedly. "We don't understand it." Their answer never changed. "We'll never understand it if we're afraid to touch it."

, and scalding wolf blood poured straight over my head. Sizzle… The pure Alpha pressure contained in the blood was like acid to an Omega. Agony swept through me in an instant. I let out a muffled groan as I trembled and collapsed to my knees. Michelle didn't apologize. Instead, she pointed at me, her voice sharp and shrill. "You filthy thing. How dare you touch a sacred blessing with your dirty hands!" My body was soaked in burning wolf blood. I could clearly feel my skin curling and reddening the instant it touched the liquid. A scorched stench of seared flesh mixed with thick blood filled the air, making my stomach churn.

"Go on." The boys removed their masks one by one. "No way," "Boss?" "Adrian?" "Babe?" Zoe waved her hands in the air. "Wait a damn minute. So, let me get this straight, Chris, Jack, and Poet Wilder are Crimson Clan." "You can't forget about Apollo River, the Mafia King." Chris joked. "Oh no, we can't forget that." "And let me get this straight, Zoe Autumn, our Lead consultant. Sandra Pearl, our Corporate Broker. Nina Elizabeth, and Alicia Sun, our Ethical Hackers, are members of the most desired Ruby Tears."

Aldric’s hand found hers instinctively, his grip warm and steady. The bond flared with protective intensity. “He won’t get near her,” Aldric said firmly. Marcus studied him carefully. “You’re her mate.” “Yes.” The Alpha of Crimson Hollow nodded once. “That helps.” Regina blinked. “How?” “Blood Moon wolves are strongest when bonded,” Marcus explained. “The connection stabilizes their power.” She looked down at her hand still clasped in Aldric’s. The bond pulsed warmly. “So the mate bond…” “…may have awakened your abilities faster,” Marcus finished.