Crimson Commander Novels & Stories

“According to what I’ve read about Eboras after when we came back, many of them are spirits who have lost themselves to resentment and vengeance which gives them power of destruction, and only very few people can unravel them back to their natural pure state while others had no choice but to just destroy them.” “Those ones you fought were third rate Eboras, very powerful, we were expecting you to fail horribly. But this…” the Red matron added, shaking her head in wonderment. There were murmurs from the members of the council as they all put me under their heated gaze, making my skin crawl with unease. I stood there, unsure of what to say or do. “I never doubted her for a second.” The white m

Luna rose her body and fully faced her superior, she was more taller and bulkier that the commander and her bleeding knuckles just as blood dripped down—before touching the ground it instantly froze into a red crystal. “What’s your name?” the commander asked the same manner she asked Skylark earlier but Luna ignored her—she stood still while she scowled at the commander. “Fine if you can’t answer don’t mind if I force it out of you.” The commander said walking more closer to Luna releasing small red orange dots from her eyes—this was the commander's potency: when in contact with the red orange dots it tends to suck any essence of life from it contactor. Not until both sides were blocked by B

"Go on." The boys removed their masks one by one. "No way," "Boss?" "Adrian?" "Babe?" Zoe waved her hands in the air. "Wait a damn minute. So, let me get this straight, Chris, Jack, and Poet Wilder are Crimson Clan." "You can't forget about Apollo River, the Mafia King." Chris joked. "Oh no, we can't forget that." "And let me get this straight, Zoe Autumn, our Lead consultant. Sandra Pearl, our Corporate Broker. Nina Elizabeth, and Alicia Sun, our Ethical Hackers, are members of the most desired Ruby Tears."

“By silencing you forever.” He gasps, his face turns purple due to lack of air. I scoff. In a heartbeat, his neck cracks and the next moment, he is lying lifeless on the floor. One leech out. I look at his lackeys, whose legs are rooted to the floor, looking at me like they have seen a ghost. Well, not a ghost, a vampire to be honest. Well, seeing the vampire crown prince is a one-time affair after all. I smirk, and the next moment, they join their leader, Alan, on the cold floor.

"She hid him in her car and had a few gaurds look after him, it was a bit challenging to take them down but we did and was able to save the little one." The commander replied, Kevin only nodded as he walked towards Crimson and gently untied her unconscious body, she fell directly into his arms and he carried her out despite his hands dripping with blood from the bullet wound, the bullet was already stucked in his hands and it was painful, he walked to the car and dropped Crimson and Gray in it before coming back to support his friend to the car too. "Get ride of the bodies and burn down the warehouse, there should be no evidence left by tomorrow, make sure you torment those men, torment them

"Can you reproduce it?" "We're trying." She sighed. "So far......nothing." The Commander looked around the room. "No one discusses this outside Level Alpha clearance." Every scientist nodded. Captain Mira did the same. Jonas looked toward Sera. She hadn't moved. Her thoughts raced. Project Crimson Hunger. Why had her blood matched forgotten records? Why did Husen seem to recognize something about her from the very beginning? Why had he looked at her injuries instead of finishing the fight? Questions. Always questions.

Until only one man was left standing. Lord Drake. He stood alone, surrounded by kneeling soldiers who no longer belonged to him. A wave of whispers spread through the crowd as more phones were raised to record what was happening. "I've never seen anything like this," someone whispered. Lucian's voice remained calm. "You are no longer the Alpha's father." Lord Drake's smile vanished. Lucian took one step forward. Every Alpha commander wore the Crimson Crest ring—a symbol of power, earned through years of loyalty and service. Without asking permission, Lucian reached for his father's hand.

My brain searches for familiarity until it finds who I am looking for. Kolby Crimson. Beta and second in command to the Kingdom of Cambiador. They share the same eyes. A unique yellow with crescent pupils. “It was you in the lounge parlor?” I tell him with a question - recalling not too long ago when Tobias gave me a drink, then moments later came back in acting like he hadn’t just spoken to me. That moment had bothered me since it happened.

Then, I realized that there was really someone behind him. It was a man who seemed like Lucretius's age, dressed in a military uniform. His ginger hair was neatly combed while had a beautiful pair of amber eyes. I knew him. That was Lucretius' second-in-command, Leofrick Ewart, who was the current Alpha of the Crimson Crisis Pack and Lieutenant Commander of his unit. "Greetings, Commander Lucretius, Lieutenant Leofrick," I greeted, ignoring what Lucretius said earlier. I must not get affected by seeing Lucretius' handsome, striking face. I must not get seduced by him again. I chanted in my head.

she added seriously and I did a mock salute “aye captain” After my shower, I went back to my office for some work. I had to send out messages to the three packs ahead of my visitation. And not only that what was the Crimson Order? Sounds to me like a group of rogues trying to form some semblance of a pack. That could not be good. Rogues were abominations, cast out of the pack as a result of heinous crimes committed. When they join together they would do nothing bu lead to a ruckus. But first one thing at a time, I had to fucking find the light or whatever, as the seer had said.