Crimson Chin Enemies Novels & Stories

“That smug, controlled, perfect little mafia prince thinks he can take her from me.” His knuckles stung, but he welcomed the pain. It kept the rage alive. Rage was easier than heartbreak. Rage made him feel like he wasn’t already losing Mia beyond repair. He heard footsteps behind him. From the shadows emerged a man known only as Viper—lean, sharp-featured, eyes the color of old steel. One of the underbosses of the Rossi faction, sworn enemies of the Romano family. “Ethan,” Viper drawled. “You’re late.”

Renee mumbles. “ I said I will never return. No matter what people do to me here… ” I get out and stand close to the door. “ I will never go back to my family again. So, Renee, we are alone in this. Let’s fight our way through whatever comes at us. ” “ Princess. ” Renee looks stunned but I don’t have time to comfort her right now. I step out from around the door and lift the crown to my head. It’s a silver band with blue jewels in it. Silver—to show that it doesn’t hurt a Lycan and blue jewels—to show the color of my house.

They somehow taste better when someone else is picking up the tab. We ducked into the bushes by the side road for a sanitary stop. Those breaks were essential, as it would have been awkward to request the bathroom immediately upon arriving at the host. I could already sense the peacefulness enveloping this place. The Crimson Moon pack was formidable and influential, known for resolving conflicts through dialogue rather than war. However, history reveals that whenever they did engage in battles, they emerged victorious every time. Leaving no witnesses behind, the entire opposing pack would be completely wiped out by them.

People gasped, staring aghast as I lifted the Scarlet Mark out, the brand of the Rejected. "No!" one of Ilana's friends exclaimed, pushing forward but restrained by a pack guard. "Don't," Ilana begged, weeping tears. "Please." I clenched my jaw, reaching for her arm, soft, warm skin hesitating at the briefest of touches. My wolf growled at me in protest, and I pressed the brand into her flesh with a strained determination. Ilana screamed, the sound tearing through me like a blade. Her knees buckled, and she sank to the ground as the sear branded her skin. I released her in a sharp breath, stumbling backward with the weight of my guilt and regret.

Black Rock marks on their shoulders, their scent acidic and rotten, full of that possessive smugness that made my stomach turn. "Move," I growled, but they did not. Or they did not want to. They lunged at me. I tore the first one apart. The second sank teeth into my side, pain flaring hot, but it did not stop me. The third one bought them time. Only seconds, but it was enough. The tent canvas ripped. And then I heard it. Not the fight. Not the weapons. Her.

Moments later a mind link hits me "All warriors meet me at the waterfall now" All a sudden, I start to see black dots, and my vision is blurred!! Taking me to a time I don’t remember. Observing my surroundings. The skies are dark with ominous clouds, rumbles of thunder moving through the sky with rhythm, it’s pouring. Mud and blood are everywhere. Witches, wolves, Lycans and Vampires are fighting. Spells being cast, blood being sucked, Lycans sending heads flying with one swipe of their claws, wolve tearing their enemy apart. Thunder rumbles through the sky as lighting strikes the ground, sending waves of electricity through the earth's flooring. Looking to my left I see a woman, glaring ri

I could see the Alphas of the Varg and Lupin Packs. Both Alpha Carl and Alpha Lili looked very charismatic. That really got me excited yet nervous. After all, they were very experienced Alphas compared to me. Then, I saw the Bloody Fangs. Most notable was the Crimson Warrior. That infamous warrior was coming here. He still wore his crimson helmet. Nevertheless, I had to admit that there was a strong threatening air around him. In fact, it almost made him on par with Alpha Carl in terms of how dominant his aura was. Not only that, there were other creatures as well. Indeed, there were other creatures. Vampires, mermaids, giants, dwarves, and dragons.

"The enemies just keep coming out of the woodwork and each of them is stronger than the last." "First, the Clans of Ling and Zuoqiu, then a heretofore-unknown school of conjurers who call themselves the Fallen Immortals Sect. Notwithstanding a Xiaoyue whose loyalties still wavers like a grass stalk in the wind. Worst, my final nemesis is still waiting—Qianyu Nishang! She who had betrayed me thousands of years ago, could already be an Immortal King of the Heavens now!" Xiao Chen rubbed his fingers, swallowing hard before damping his lips with saliva. "The enemies will only keep on growing and I cannot suffer any more delays! POWER! POWER! That is just what I need and I need to climb as quickl

He had used only half of his strength in that water dragon, but most Chrysopoeia Graders had struggled to counter or tank that attack. "Unfortunately, you still made the mistake of pissing us off. You people are descendants of us—we left when Earth's mystique energy was depleted and left you inferior creatures out of our mercy. And now you're challenging us, your true elders and ancestors?! Imprudence!" He summoned 80% of his power and shot it out of him. It became a tidal wave threatening to swallow Logan whole. Crimson Guardian was the fiercest fighter of the Crimson Order, second only to the leader. Even Violet Venerable and Lady Selene would rather avoid this attack than to face it head-

Nick snickered and does a high five with Mahiriko who's still proudly laughing for his friend. "When we turn the lights off, they would go scardy cats and look for flashlights and candles and then that's when we will get inside the picture like the villains in the movie holding a knife and looking deadly. D*mn! I love how I imagine it is going to be." Mahiriko gushed and wash his face with both of his hands. "Yah got a hell of an imagination, mah friend. What do yah say 'bout that, Klyde?"