Crimson Claws Novels & Stories

“But I’m not letting some ghost in lipstick steal my kill and walk away like a fucking legend.” I stood, crushing the cigarette under my heel. Amara Voss. The Revenant. I didn’t care if she was a myth, monster, or martyr. I would find her. And if she wanted war, I’d give her one she’d never forget.

Levi said in a whisper voice Azrael and Lexi both jumped down from the vent following Levi. What welcomed them was the stinky dungeon. The stench of body odor and dried blood lingers through the air and Azrael was just trying her best not to vomit. The smell made them nauseous but determination took over. They all looked through the cells of the dungeon. They were wolves from the Crimson Crest pack, lying down without strength. At first glance you might think they are dead but they are not. They are only covered with their own blood and sweat but they are still breathing… barely alive.

I mouthed. At that moment, the chieftain sprinted towards Clairmont, with a long and heavy looking blade raised high above his head, ready to decapitate everything in its path. Clairmont pulled the sleeve of his left hand to reveal his forearm, and seconds before the blade fell on the two of us, the skin of his exposed forearm turned into a black and dark brown scale, the colour of obsidian.

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.

I wanted to sleep and rest but decided to just come see why Pearl was so angry with me for. I didn't expect to get slapped in the face now how dare you slap me Amber freaking Wu!" Crimson screamed her lungs out with all of her might, right on Pearl Lin's shocked face. For almost a minute no one talked or cried, everyone was shocked. Where did Crimson get so much caurage from, how comes she's now slapping them back and screaming at them? "Are you serious right now Crimson? Just how wicked can you be?

Cracks widened in the floor, red light spilling upward, the colossal presence roaring as it sensed the imbalance. Veyra joined the ritual, her pendant linking to the blood, channeling the guardians' collective power. "The Forgotten Claws offer our essence too— we're bound to the Callistos." The pendants glowed, threads of amber light weaving into the mix, stabilizing Autumn momentarily. Alina's form solidified within, her growl turning to a harmonious hum as light and shadow danced.

Because I did not know what else to do, I took it and he led me forward until I could have sworn we were directly under the moon, then he brought out his claws. I flinched slightly, but did not run, there was some kind of power stronger than myself holding me in place, bending my will to his. His eyes were more silver than blue now, and I shivered in fear as he stepped closer to me. With a single claw, he traced the delicate pulse on my neck, and I sucked in a breath as he pushed his claw harder, hurting me, drawing blood.

AVA I stood beside Derek and our team, my heart pounding in my chest as we crept through the shadows of the Golden Claw Palace. The night air was thick with tension, and I could feel the weight of our mission bearing down on us. We had stolen codes and inside information that would help us slip through the back gate undetected, but I knew that didn't guarantee our safety. As we moved closer to the palace, I felt a strange sensation building inside me. It was as if my bond with Cane was growing stronger, like an invisible thread connecting us across the distance.

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.

⸻ He had simply opened a door. ⸻ And now something was walking through it. ⸻ The abyss exploded. ⸻ A claw emerged. ⸻ Everyone froze. ⸻ The claw was enormous. ⸻ Covered in black crystal. ⸻ Ancient silver markings crawled across its surface. ⸻ But the markings were broken. ⸻ Corrupted. ⸻ Twisted. ⸻ Like something beautiful had rotted. ⸻ A second claw appeared.