Crimson Connect Novels & Stories

I open up a link to him and speak to Crimson mentally. *Crimson, calm your mind.* His eyes peer up at me wide and his labored breathing slows. *Listen to my voice and concentrate on that only.* “I can hear all of Cambiador.” He quietly says. That’s when it clicks. Whatever happened when we were being intimate, caused him to have an influx of mind-links. But how? Crimson could only mentally connect with me and that was because he was my mate. Juniper pushes her thoughts onto me. ‘King’ She purrs.

*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.

I watched her approach the door, glance back at me, and then leave the room. I had just told Elena that I would find a way, but I have no idea what I can do or how I will make this ceremony not take place. But I just have to think and plan—anything, just anything. Think, Adrian, just think... My gaze landed on my phone, which lay on the bed. I grabbed it and dialed Damien's number. I was sure he would have an idea, something that would help me figure out how to stop this ceremony. He was the only one I could trust with this, and he also knew about my contract agreement with Sierra.

“Then it’s not just showing me what’s happened. It’s showing me what will.” Theo reached beside the table again and pulled out a second item from the leather folder. It was slim, bound in deep red linen, the corners worn with time. He hesitated before handing it to her. Her breath caught the moment she saw the title: The Crimson Letter By Isla Ward She stared at it, her hand hovering. “Where did you get this?” “I found it last year,” Theo said quietly. “Tucked behind the books in the library’s upper shelf. I didn’t know what it was at first. Just that it felt… wrong.”

" He nodded. ''You wouldn't be doing any hunting in this school Rhinehart.'' He said and it was my turn to nod. He looked suspicious. ''How would you be able to feed?'' ''My father's servants would bring me blood daily.'' A flicker of disgust passed through his eyes as he nodded. ''And how would you tell them to start -- sending the blood parcels?'' ''I... It's an arrangement that has already been made.'' He nodded a again and brought out a chip from his pocket and pinned it in my hair. ''You will wear this always Vampire or I'll hunt you down and kill you like you never mattered.'' Then he stood up and unlocked the door and I was only to eager to scurry out, yet when I got to the door, he b

he soothed. My eyes had begun to drift closed, but they flew open at the sight I caught over his shoulder. Konah had reached my father and Kormen’s mother. My father made no move to escape or fight, just lifted his chin as though welcoming whatever came. Kormen’s mother screamed and twitched as though she’d try to run, but Konah gave her no time. Without preamble, he thrust both clawed hands forward into their chests. A wet, sucking sound met my ears as he drew both fists back, covered in blood and gore with their hearts clenched in his hands. Dropping the organs to the floor he made his way to the door and seconds later I heard Amelia’s screams. I must have made a sound of distress because

The Alpha raised his glass of juice towards me, his expression carefully neutral. “I officially welcome you to Woodcrest, Zela, as my chosen mate. I hope the three of us can build a harmonious family and make a genuine effort to get along.” I picked up my glass and raised it to him with a polite smile. “You wish!” Chrissy hissed, her eyes blazing with hatred, the green fire in them almost tangible. “Don’t think for a second, I’ll acknowledge a filthy mistress. She needs to know her place, and I’ll make sure she remembers it.” She grabbed the Alpha by the hair, pulling his face towards hers, her actions possessive and territorial.

It pulsed gently beneath her skin like it had always been there, just hidden until now. Her fingers brushed it once — lightly — and her knees nearly gave out. A burst of heat shot up her spine, pooling behind her eyes, making her gasp. It wasn’t just a mark. It was a connection. A link. An open line to something so much bigger than her. She backed away from the mirror and grabbed her hoodie again. Her hands tugged the zipper up, breath catching. She was hers now. Fully. Athena hadn’t just claimed her in some dreamy metaphor. This was divine binding. This was war bride magic. This was forever written in god - blood and memory.