Crimson Flags Novels & Stories

the group laugh with Caleb’s question. “Of course, so the embark would be fun, since you were already divided into groups, we will explain the mechanics, so we can start,” I was just looking at Rein, while holding a piece of paper, “We have prepared the places where you can and can’t enter, when you see a red flag, it means you have to stop from there, because it is either trespassing our dangerous, however, and the other hand, when you see a green flag, it means, obviously a go, and a safe place to look,” “Are we digging or what? Count me out if yes,” I chuckled upon hearing Allian’s sentiment, others look at her, with furrowed brow, yeah, it wasn’t just Rabiya and Yana, it was the majority

He wanted the Vaals recognized for their heroism that day. *********** "Now that the announcements have been read let me repeat the colors. Cok green, Gaimo red, Earth blue, Puelo white, Makskin gold, Glortinon orange, Shikaz yellow, Hassin purple, Bronkark brown, Frole silver, Vaals burgundy, and Kea black. We have flags and support banners available for scanning on the screens, and you can pick them up once the matches are set. Now let's bring back out the Males," the announcer says, and the crowd begins to chant as we run back out on the field together.

It is thick, metallic, and hot. “Do you smell what I smell?” I ask Jane to be sure. “I might be smelling something worse than you are,” she responds, her face twisted in disgust. We take one careful step onto the block, and our boots stick to the floor. We look down and realize the concrete is flooded. We pass glances, inhaling sharply before we look up. My stomach drops, there’s blood everywhere. It splashes across the high windows, blocking the morning light; it runs down the grey walls in long, dark streaks. It is smeared over the iron bars. The entire block is painted red.

An overwhelming sensation runs through my veins, as the dormant desire to monopolize someone stirs in me dangerously. I clench my fists hard, trying to win over my instincts. “Lorcan? What's wrong with you?” I hear Dylan’s voice that’s contoured with worry. “Open your eyes, Lorcan,” Orlo says, putting his hand on my clenched fist. I open my eyes and look at them while breathing is ragged. Dylan’s eyes widen and Orlo flinches. “Your eyes turned bright red!" Orlo exclaims. They already turned bright red?!

"I guess we'll have to finish this lovely conversation later." Adrian adjusted his jacket. "I'll clear the way. Wait for my signal." He then stepped out first, having his people sweep the area. At the far end of the limo, I could see how tense Alaric and Jonah were, "We have many enemies who will be on edge tonight. Adrian's people are inside, but you can never be too safe at these events. You all are my guest, an extension of Crimson Clan. If anyone messes with you, they mess with us." I reassured. Soon enough, Adrian gave us the green light, and flashing cameras immediately greeted us. "These damn reporters."

CRIMSON'S SCANDAL. Chapter 1. . Subtitle: a fan sign. The atmosphere was buzzy and disorientating as Crimson stepped out of her white lamborghini, the paparazzi and the crowd blocked her way into the large stadium at once as soon as she stepped out of the car, however her gaurds were active as they quickly covered her up while others tried to clear the road for her to go in, the crowd was continuesly jamming her road.

" 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

I scoffed quietly. The same words, the same actions, the same expression. Blood poured from below her belly, staining the seat of my Ferrari. "Madeline! Please hold on, it's a red light!" Madeline clutched her belly, her voice rising in a sharp, piercing tone. "Matt, are you trying to kill me? You've got to run the red light! I can't take it anymore!" I twirled my finger absentmindedly on the steering wheel. "Madeline, running the red light is illegal and I'll get a fine. We should be good citizens, right?"

Damon’s POV The wind carried the scent of steel and sanctified blood. I stood atop the watchtower, eyes fixed on the horizon. The Crimson Order came like a storm. Crimson banners, golden armor, and their twisted symbol—two swords piercing a wolf's skull—fluttering like a warning from the gods. They hadn’t set foot outside their sacred mountains in decades. But now they marched toward my kingdom, declaring me an abomination and Rhea a dark queen reborn. Liars.

The words sent a ripple of unease through the bond. Aldric straightened slightly. “We should talk to your father.” Regina nodded. She had been thinking the same thing. Because if Rafael had targeted her bloodline… Then her father might know why. ⸻ Aldric Crimson Hollow’s Alpha residence stood deep within the forest, surrounded by towering pine trees that whispered softly in the wind. The drive from the hotel had been quiet. Regina sat beside him in the passenger seat, her gaze fixed on the dark road ahead while the moonlight filtered through the trees.