Crimson Chin Enemy Novels & Stories

The cursed ones rushed out as soon as they got wind of enemy scents, streaming out of the forest in a seemingly endless surge. With no need for a command, Thabiti and his nighthawks engaged them very quickly, easily gaining the upper hand. It was Nub who took the first step forward away from us where we watched from the branch of a tall tree and joined the battle, lamenting that the Kenyans will kill all the cursed ones and leave her nothing, and pushing aside Iditan’s argument to only interfere if they need us—which they definitely didn’t looking at how they were handling themselves.

White for a truce, Green for trade agreement, Blue for Marriages alliances and Black for war. I looked up from the parchment to my father. “What is the meaning of this?” When he didn't respond, I slammed my fist against the desk. “Answer me, father!” “It wasn't my fault!” He dragged his hand through his hair. “It wasn't my fault! This is all on you!” I lifted the black parchment again. “This is all on me? When did I ever agree to wage war with the Red Claws pack!” My body shuddered when I said that name. The Red Claws Pack is the most feared pack in the entire realm and their leader, Alpha Asher, was nicknamed the “Red Beast.”

Just as he was about to stand, the door opened. Nathan walked in, wearing only a pair of shorts, his hair damp from recent shower. “Morning,” he said casually. Shaun stared at him. “What am I doing in your house?” “You asked me to take you home,” Nathan replied. “I didn’t know where you lived, so I brought you here.” Embarrassment burned Shaun’s cheeks. “I can’t believe I asked my enemy for help.” “You’ve got it wrong,” Nathan said, pointing to his lip. “You took advantage of me. You kissed me. You even bit me.”

She started to choke, and I tried to yank her black covering off her head with my other hand when she bit me through the fabric. Panic and anger flared inside me. My hands wrapped around her neck tighter until she choked, struggling and fighting for air. Suddenly, her pupils turned red, and her skin began to burn mine like it was fighting me off. I tried to open the black wrapping around her head, but this time it burned me so fiercely, I had to drop her. It wasn't a flame. The impression of heat under the skin and an eruption of pressure made my fingers sting and go numb. I let go because you don’t hold something that’s starting to singe your flesh

The irony wasn’t lost on me. Before I could make my case though, a woman stood. Her dark hair was straight as a pin and she wore a scar on her face making her look fierce. The dark line was etched into her skin from her left eye to her ear. Alexandra Chen. Her voice boomed over the noise, not because she spoke words of anger but because it weaved between everyone in a singsong fashion.

“You see, I still hate myself for this, and it hurts to repeat or even tell you, but I think it's time you know." “After you were rejected, I made a deal with the alpha of the enemy pack. I promised to give you to him as his bride if he erased your memories of Ivan. Unfortunately, he wasn’t the man I thought he was." She paused, inhaling deeply before continuing. "When he found out you were Ivan's mate, he was enraged. He tortured you, day after day, doing unspeakable things to you. I had no choice but to find a way to get you away from him."

“The Crimson wolves have always been in the FireHeart pack, because their flames and uniqueness comes from the same flames that emanate from the crimson throne.” “Can I ask a question, Doctor?” Minister Blackthorn asked suddenly. “You may.” “You spoke about survival of the fittest, how sure are you that the crimson rogue we showed you is not actually a crimson wolf but a generated one?” “The eyes,” Doctor Monroe said, his smile stretching. “The eyes never lie. A crimson wolf is made crimson because of its distinctive red color. This distinctive color is shown both on the fur, the eyes and hair. They have a characteristic pale white skin like snow. That is the characteristic of a crimson. If

Renee can’t bring herself to say it. “ Mate Mark. ” I utter and the world slows down for a while. “ Who was it? Did you find your mate? ” She steps away from me cautiously. Deep grey eyes keep revolving in my mind. The indifference, the amusement, and the strange glint. My heartbeat escalates until I can’t breathe anymore. No way. A Princess marked by a man she doesn’t even know…That sounds just…Impossible. This man is from the South, an enemy and he is a Lycan which means he is closely related to the man I am promised to. That’s just oil to the fire.

It was obvious he hadn't been expecting us, his eyes blazing with rage, his aura surging as he commanded his army, flames surrounding him as he slayed our men and women without mercy. So, this was the Crimson King… This was the man who hurt my family… Two of the fire wolves lunged at me, but Rayhan knocked them aside, killing one in seconds. The second followed seconds later, its blood splattering over my grey fur. I scanned the crowds and saw that Alejandro had now shifted. His Lycan form towered above all the wolves as he let out a vicious growl, engaging in battle with the Crimson King. The Djinn’s power was immense, and he was thrown back. His aura wrapped around him protectively as he l

Xiao Chen let loose a feral howl, his eyes bulging to the point of bursting and his hair lashing over his face. "RED SLEEVE! AND YOU LOT OF THE CORPSE REFINERY SECT!" His thunderous roar echoed across the battlefield, bouncing off whatever structures still standing that no one could miss the anger, frustration, and hatred in his voice. The Malicious Grudge in him swelled and his left eye turned red again. On his flank, the army of invaders was all but beaten; their morale was so low that they could no longer mount another assault. Suddenly, before they knew it, the air turned blood-red around them; a scarlet mist had shrouded the battlefield.