Crimson Empire Novels & Stories

Primrose City comprises five towns: Rosewood, Seeria, Norfolk, Mistvale, and Edgeville. Crimson Kingdom is ruled by bloodsuckers where the Crimrose City is located. It has five towns: Valence, Vesperia, Ashenvale, Gilramore, and Rivendell Town. Whereas Crescent Kingdom—whose capital city was named Crestwood City—was the territory of shapeshifters. Its towns include Riverwoods, Eldrida, Zarmithia, Lavereena, and Euphria. There are clan leaders in every town, and those leaders are also the nobility in the Imperial Palace. They are vassals and hence wield great influence under the imperial kingdom, along with the other royalty.

This is another name for the human half of the Founding Ten. The Binding: A rare and ancient magic effect triggered by the ceremonial blood toast during an Accord marriage. It increases attraction and lowers emotional boundaries between the couple. It was created to increase the likelihood of a Crimsonborn being produced. The Crimsonborn: A child born from a sanctioned Accord marriage. Half human, half vampire. Children outside of Accord marriages are impossible. Without these children, the Accord will collapse. They age slowly and have the option to turn after the age of 18. The Crimson Registry: A registry of donors consisting of elite humans who offer their blood for favors of the Eternal

The intelligence on the Crimson Dominion is thin because the Crimson Dominion has not previously had a presence in any region that Drevalon and Thornhaven's networks cover, the easternmost territories where the scout reports originated representing the edge of reliable intelligence and the Dominion apparently operating primarily in the regions beyond that edge. What the intelligence holds is this. The Crimson Dominion is old. Older than the current political structures of either race, older than the rift between wolves and vampires, possibly predating the first Lycan temple that Araya's pilgrimage found. Their organizational structure is religious rather than political, a priesthood hierarch

A crimson sun pierced by twin fangs. “The prophecy,” Varek whispered. “It speaks of a Crimson-born. Of a bloodline marked by the gods. A girl who will open the gates sealed by her ancestors. And in doing so, will bring the balance the supernatural world craves.” “Balance?” Fenrak muttered. “You mean chaos.” Varek chuckled. “The only chaos here is the rule Kael and his kind uphold. Alpha hierarchies. Territories. Submission. You think that’s order?”

' Josh slowly gulped, internally cursing Garrix for not being specific when it came to his visions about this. This was not just the raging instincts of a newborn Omega Vampire, but the mad powers of the Crimson Bride going haywire. An elemental Vampire Mythic that was said to have blood so elusive, and powers even more devastating that could level mountain ranges to molehills. That's an even match - or probably greater compared to the all-powerful Vampire King.

ILANA. The Blood Moon Festival came five days too early. On the third evening, the moon bathed its eerie, crimson glow over the Nightshade Pack. This was an event rarely experienced and considered by the pack to be a sign from the Moon Goddess, hastening the fate of two destined mates. The pack was in an uproar of joyful frenzy. The whole of the pack square hummed with excitement, as though even the air vibrated in anticipation. I faltered at the door to Rana's small cabin and brushed off invisible lint from the pale blue dress that Rana had lent me for tonight. "Rana, are you sure about this?" I asked, trying to keep the nerves from edging my voice.

I heard a low growl from Paul, but he kept mute with a warning sign from me as Kim spoke again. “The Crimson Wolves is a group of loyal wolves whose sole aim in life is to spill blood. In a more basic statement, the Crimson Wolves are warriors, fighting for whatever our Master says is right. We swear allegiance to only one ruler, and he dictates everything we do. As a result, we've been involved in numerous killings, notable among them being assassinations. Kings, Alphas, Betas, Gammas, Chiefs, Elders…whatever rank they may be, they are living. And living things can die.”

Azrael turned to leave, giving her the space she needed. But before he walked out the door, he glanced back at her and said, "Crimson, I meant what I said- you’re not a prisoner here. You never were. You are my queen. Queen of my Crimson world" And with that, he left, closing the door gently behind him. Zafira stood there blankly and tears fell down on her cheeks.

She leaned in and whispered something in Sofia's ear. Sofia's gaze sharpened, and her smile froze. "Are you sure?" Anna nodded firmly. In the next second, Sofia's expression changed dramatically. She let out a sharp, panicked scream. "Has anyone seen my crown? My diamond crown is missing!" "What crown?" Vincent frowned immediately. "It was a coming-of-age gift from my father," Sofia said, her voice trembling as she forced out a sob. "It has five ten-carat diamonds on it. It's priceless."

“The Crimson wolves have always been in the FireHeart pack, because their flames and uniqueness comes from the same flames that emanate from the crimson throne.” “Can I ask a question, Doctor?” Minister Blackthorn asked suddenly. “You may.” “You spoke about survival of the fittest, how sure are you that the crimson rogue we showed you is not actually a crimson wolf but a generated one?” “The eyes,” Doctor Monroe said, his smile stretching. “The eyes never lie. A crimson wolf is made crimson because of its distinctive red color. This distinctive color is shown both on the fur, the eyes and hair. They have a characteristic pale white skin like snow. That is the characteristic of a crimson. If