Crimson Connect Novels & Stories

"I feel so much, my love. So much, but so much. I wish I could tell you something, but all I can offer is my support. If you want to cry on my shoulder, to scream, I will be here." Emanuele tries to say thank you, but her voice fails. She squeezes Joshua's arm tighter, and the elevator opens. When they exit the building, Crimson is already there. Not with a parked car, but a black car. Apparently he was using his personal vehicle to pick them up. The redhead cringes with cold, fear, and tension. The deputy greets them both with a short nod, but his gaze is one of understanding and even support. The trip to the police station is quick and silent.

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

In a nightmare the Crimson Mark was more than just an ambiguous symbol. It was an actual connection a common experience and a possible secret. Despite being manipulative Ivettes words reverberated: It binds you to them. It was a cage but it was also everywhere Willa said in a desperate warning. When combined these seemingly incongruous statements cried out of interconnectedness a web I had to traverse.

I was the bug. And then, I saw it. Behind the violet eye, in the deep code of the sky, a new message appeared. It wasn't in gold. It wasn't in violet. It was in a deep, burning crimson. **[ADMIN OVERRIDE: USER 'ARIS VANCE' RE-CONNECTED.]** I froze.

They even gave me a cell phone for free. “Oh,” Hassan explained. “We, the Crimson Shadows, are the largest information guild in this world. We’re the ones helping newcomers like you to adjust in this world every year, trading whatever you bring from ours in return. That’s how we got our advanced technologies here. Also —” he waved the brochures that he bought from me. “We need to know the current events happening back on Earth. Think of it as a mutual benefit for both of us.” “That makes sense,” Wilt swallowed.

"Whatever happens next, we face it together." The airport appeared on the horizon, the Rodriguez jet gleaming on the private runway. As the extraction vehicle approached the perimeter, Alex's secure phone vibrated with an incoming message: JAMES: FATHER KNOWS ABOUT GENEVA'S INSURANCE. HE'S ACTIVATED CRIMSON PROTOCOL. YOU HAVE 24 HOURS. "What's Crimson Protocol?" Sonia questioned, reading the message over his shoulder. Alex's blood turned to ice as the implications registered. "Elimination of compromised assets. Regardless of family connection."

Then call out “I want a head count of how many soldiers we have left and what’s coming at us.” “Yes, commander Mason.” He replies before disappearing out the front entrance. I turn to Tawny, Gill, and Tristan. “How can we help?” Tristan asks. “If the two of you can get the Palace staff to safety and then inform any groundkeepers that are still here. That would help.” “Of course,” they both agree. “What’s wrong with crimson?” I question once it’s just Tawny and I. She shakes her head, with eyes rolling. “Long story short, I think Crimson can mind-link like the rest of us now. It hit him all at once.”

*The next day* Crimson was having a fresh air outside checking the updates of the modern technology advancement materials, she was quiet impressed that the business is doing well and when she dashed out a phone to Prince Nick, his parents quickly get interested and now they have already signed the deal of delivery the phones to them. Alexis interrupted her. "Hey sister." She said. "Sister..." Crimson stared at her and laughed. Alexis sat down. "Yes you are my sister, connected by blood." Alexis said.

"No, no. I made my choice. But I can't say it." "Can't say or won't?" I asked him. Frustration flashed in his eyes and he twisted his mouth to one side. "Then how would tell me if you don't wanna say it?" I asked. He looked at Jhan, "Jhan would show you." "I'll show you with mind link what Jereum's life was before his impurification." "Okay... How does it work." "You have not fight me Kaldar, if you do I'll be thrown out of you head and you'll experience a terrible ache. It will only take about a second but it will feel longer for you."

I request. Iditan is the first to respond to my request, sending her magic my way. A connection forms between Iditan and I as a thin line stretches from her tongue of fire and connects with mine, and then the others follow after her till we have a glowing circle. Our senses heighten as one when we all connect and we feel the darkness before like a huge curtain blocking our way. I meld their powers together with great efforts, forming a golden-yellow light and strike at darkness. The darkness refuses to budge as the light hits it and goes off, and we begin to fall again, becoming weaker.