Novel & Cerita Crimson Blood Red

Crimson. The ceremony's completion moves through Lucian's system with the finality of something that cannot be partially done, the First Hybrid's merged soul completing its integration with the channels in a wave that starts in the chest and moves outward through the limbs and the extremities and the crown on Lucian's brow, the gold-red burning there shifting in response, the colors remaining but the quality of them changing, deeper and older and carrying the specific weight of something that has been doing this for a very long time.

I looked like a dwarf beside him although I am taller than other girls, as I am five feet seven inches. “I am asking what your name is…” he said in his cold tone and I felt stupid in front of him. I thought he was staring at me but he was just waiting for my answer about my name. I breathed out heavily. My rating for delivery will go down from one to zero because he doesn't seem happy with my delivery service. Oh, shit*! “My name is… my name is... Crimson.” There! I gave him my name! I don’t like my name at all. How I wish that the orphanage named me Red or Scarlet and it was much better than Crimson.

Sorry but I need to live. ...... Blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood So much blood. ......

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.

Vampire eyes are typically red just like what you can see in movies but with us, we have different shades of red for us to be distinguished from the lowerbloods because they only have plain red eyes. For the Fall House, they got the shade of maroon reflecting a sword when you look closely. For House Ruin, they got the shade of red orange reflecting flames. For us, we got crimson red reflecting the crescent moon. Though, I’ve got different eyes, far different from ours and even the other houses. My right eye is crimson red reflecting the crescent moon while my left eye is ocean blue reflecting the clouds. I don’t have any idea what it looks like and can’t remember since when I had the eyes.

When I glance up to the nurse, I say proudly, "This one I am calling Eric the second." She turns and smiles at me with those deep red lips and a thought runs through my head about something I remembered. Vampires are pale in comparison, and they also have lips that are crimson because they are stained by the blood of their victims. Looking back down at my pup, fear starts to ebb in the back of my head as I realize that I am in the company of our mortal enemies.

* * Crimson walked out of the bedroom with a hungry yawn, she barely ate any food the previous day and now she as feeling very hungry and weak, she needed to eat something real bad. Her hair looked like that of a furious mouse as it was scattered all over her face, it was just at shoulder length and was red in colour, honey red which was a rare hair colour, her brother had the same hair and eye brow colour which they both inherited from their late mother. *Next day* She gently walked down the stairs while rubbing her eyes as she felt sour and hungry like a wolf that was about to go crazy. As soon as her legs hit the last stairs she suddenly caught the glorious scent of numerous aromas flying

That’s how we talk here. “I want it stopped.” His eyes finally flicked to me—cold, pale blue, same color as mine but without any warmth left in them. “Quietly. No bodies in the river this time. We’re trying to keep the peace with the Italians until the wedding talks are finalized.” There it was. The wedding.

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.

Noah let out a deafening roar, shaking the heavens and the earth. Eerie and mysterious blood-red patterns emerged on his body, faintly glowing. These blood-red patterns seemed alive, flashing with each beat of Noah's heart and breath. He opened his eyes, and they radiated a crimson light.