Crimson Commander Novels & Stories

**Blood Rain** layers on top—corrosive violet downpour. The Court rides with me. Seras sunrise-nukes the skull swarm. Lucian dragonfire melts the bone constructs. Kayo’s tails guillotine the lesser lords. Rowan erases timelines with a word. Nerida eats the void leaks. Remy and I tandem the boss. I **Crimson Forge** blood armor around us. He coyote-gold claws the echo’s face. I speak Line 777—contract void. The echo screams. I finish with **Sanguine Eclipse**.

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.

"That's just impossible." From the very first day that I met Kristoffer, he was a lone wolf who was acting all high and mighty against everyone else. I sensed the strong power that he possessed inside himself, and that's the sole reason why I was intrigued to make him the second in command of the Crimson Moon Pack. There was a connection between us, but I know that he wasn't with me in the previous world.

The Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, the East’s most potent pack leader, was infamous for his ruthlessness and hatred of the impolite. According to legend, he murdered most of his servants, and his reign was marked by bloodshed. Nothing was too much for a man to do to ensure that those around him obeyed his every command. To him, it is preferable to slaughter the weak and bathe in their blood beneath the light of a harvest moon. His wolf was said to be a monster with red eyes that glowed in the dark, watching its victims before tearing them apart.

I tried to shrink against the metal table, seeking an impossible distance from the restraints holding me, while my eyes fixed on the entrance. Two armed men crossed the doorway with tactical, precise movements. One of them immediately stepped back to cover the corridor, leaving behind an imposing figure that seemed to fill the entire room. He was massive, tall, wearing a foreign military uniform I had never seen up close, holding a rifle with the familiarity of someone who had made war his home.

The Crimson King, Enrique Ignacio Escarra and me, the Asheton Queen, Kataleya Tamia Rossi of the Fuego de Ceniza pack are in charge of the islands and South America. Alpha Azlaan Mustafa of the Shuja Pack is the appointed Commander of Africa. Prince Mikhail Petrov of the Petrov Royal Family of Russia, the vampire Crown Prince, was appointed the Commander of Asia. Alpha Noah Williams of the Redback Spider Pack was appointed Commander of Australia. Alpha King Leo Herrmann Rossi and his Queen, the Heart of Fire, Azura Rayne Rossi of the Sangue Pack will take charge of the United Kingdom and Europe. Alpha Noah and Alpha Azlaan’s partners, by default, became their second in command. Only Prince M

In which there is a split of the Crimson order of One-One, with the ancient order of Scarlet Desires from the legion of its various warrior vampires. Being that they are divided between their defenders of their entire race, even though none of them desires to annihilate their enemies with as much eagerness as Desires, the various champions of the Crimson Order of One-One, being from Paying Merah, the assassins, their spies, which will go from the lords of the red clouds, to the guardians, who are the red umbrellas. Desires, this is one of the guardians, he is next to his sister, immortal, Luxury, his sister, was everything he was, the woman had beautiful and full breasts, both had their red

I said as I took the large and rough hand belonging to the large were-cat standing in front of me, but instead of shaking it, he bowed and brought my knuckles to his lips. “My apologies Alpha, I am Crimson, Kolby Crimson. First Zeta and Deputy, to King Armand, It is a pleasure to meet you.” He said, releasing my hand and must have noticed my confusion. “I am like your Beta, a second in command. Our ranks differ from the wolves and bears,” he explained. I nodded in understanding, “It is nice to meet you Crimson.” I tipped my head back at him, not quite giving him a bow, as my ranking is higher, to do that would be to show weakness.

When I was at the training house, they didn’t like us allowing out wolves out as it could cause a fight between other Omegas trying to prove who was the best. Crimson was exactly as her name sake. She was a crimson red, now where near as big as the men but that was usually the case with werewolves. Her eyes were a dark orange but flashed red every now and again. We are forced to the backs of our minds while our wolves take over and run freely around the pack grounds. We head further into the forest surrounding the pack and come across a waterfall. Zev POV

I thought I knew everyone, at least from the face, but I was pretty sure I had never seen that woman before. “So she did come, after all,” Duncan murmured, handing me some apple juice, which almost looked like champagne in that elegant glass. “They are the Crimson, darling.” “Oh.” “She refused to come to these events for years, but now she even brought the kid,” he said, easily changing our conversation to our mindlink. In a room full of werewolves, you could never know who hears what. “That woman is Liz Montalvo, Luna and current leader of the Crimson pack. The boy beside her is her son, Lucas Montalvo, future Alpha of the Crimson,” he explained, nodding towards the boy.