Crimson Chin Villains Novels & Stories

Selina started, turning to the unknown young man who is now identified as her older brother. The young man sighed and nodded. “She’s a Phantom as well,” he said tiredly. “Withdraw Vigrid.” Vigrid which Yuri assumed is Selina’s weapon was withdrawn immediately, and Yuri did the same with her Odium, before both girls got to their feet, dusting their clothes off. The young man smiled at Yuri, and offered his hand which Yuri took, introducing himself. “This is the first time that we’ve met, I do believe,” he said with a charming smile. “I’m Sunny Chin. Phantom II. Nice to meet you.”

**DEDICATION** To the dreamers who find solace in stories, To the lovers of dark romance and untamed desires, And to those who embrace both the light and the shadows within; This book is for you. And to myself, ShineeSunshine; For the late nights, the endless imagination, and the courage to weave crimson tales of obsession and love. _______________ **BLURB** Book 1] CRIMSON : 'Il Velo di MINE' {The Veil of Mine} from MAFIA DARK ROMANCE MINE series

He had been staring directly into my eyes since I sat down and I wondered how intimidating he must have thought it was. ‘’ How badly do you want Christopher Rhinehart dead?’’ He finally asked and I had to school my face to remain expressionless. He probably wanted to strike the the- enemy – of – my -enemy – is – my – friend deal with me, but vampires in general were my enemies, I didn’t have specific dislikes and I was beginning to prefer the Rhineharts to vampires who hid out in dusty buildings and sat on Cain chairs -- but then, everyone preferred the rich.

She wasn’t for sale. Not to a man like him. Especially not to him. She could still see his eyes from that day in court. Calm. Piercing. Not the kind of calm that comes from peace — but the kind that comes from control. From knowing the world bends for you. That lives disappear when you say the word. The kind of calm you see in the mirror when you've stopped believing in mercy. She had no doubt now — Kieran wasn’t just connected to the mafia. He is the mafia.

Alpha Charles asked while the pack rose to their feets and gritted their teeths at the words that were about coming out from Brenda's lips "It's the Crimson Hunters, the most deadliest among all, They are back!" . . THE CRIMSON TOWER Mr Glamora Verah, The leader of the Crimson Hunters sat on a Swivel Chair and rested his back on it. He had a huge Cigarette Wrapped in his lips while he smiled at the huge smoke that popped out of it. Seconds wavered and the door opened and about a handful of Men tumbled Into the House while they lowered their head in shame. Mr Glamora Verah who received quite a pleasure both from his Cigarette and from the ladies that sat around his torso frowned his face afte

Because the answer had been forming quietly in the back of his mind ever since he smelled her in the cave years ago. “Your bloodline,” he said slowly. Regina frowned. “My family isn’t special.” Aldric shook his head slightly. “Crimson Hollow’s Alpha line is one of the oldest in the region,” he explained. “Strong wolves. Strong healing.” Regina’s expression darkened. “So he wanted power.” “Most likely.” The thought made Aldric’s jaw tighten. If Rafael had targeted Regina deliberately… Then her kidnapping had never been random. It had been planned. A cold realization settled over him.

She looked at him. His jaw was tight. His gold eyes fixed on the cooperage wall. His face holding something enormous very carefully behind everything he had ever learned about keeping himself contained. She grabbed his arm. He looked at her. She shook her head once. He held her gaze and said nothing and she watched him pull whatever was sitting in his chest back down somewhere it could wait. Rena spoke again. "And if she fights back," Rena said quietly. "Her blood is original vampire line. If she fights back at full power eleven wolves may not be enough."

He had a mole on his chin and was covered in epricey battle gear from top to bottom. The guy seemed extremely daunting from his approach. Unlike Wolf he was actually oozing out pressure. His eyes also gleamed a green hue, hinting that he was also a Heart Chakra Seeker, the same as Agenor and Falco. He soon stood next to Wolf. After eyeing Agenor and other Rha member from top to bottom he asked, "Wolf! Are you sure it's them?" "Oh it's them, for sure… " Wolf sneered and pointed his dagger at Creed, "You see that dude in the hood? He is the most cunning bitch out of all. "

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

I remembered a littler girl who was more connected to plants and nature more than anyone I had ever met. I remembered Jereum. A tall light skinned vampire that enjoyed getting on my nerves. And Jhan, our proud leader. The higher court, Dallas and his tyrants. I was still kissing Dawn she was kissing me back more furiously now. The night I got attacked by the wolves and my arm brutally torn away. All my memories were coming back to me like a fast flowing stream; each memory carefully flowing into the next. I was getting somewhere, I knew it. I remembered the face of a peculiar woman. A red robed ninja that was a formidable fighter. She wore a devilish smile on her face as she held me suspende