Crimson Gown Novels & Stories

On her wedding night, Victoria Sterling drank from a goblet of poisoned champagne, watching her sweet half-sister Penelope smile as her fiancé, Dominic Thorne, signed away her father’s multi-billion-dollar empire. Victoria died gasping for air on the cold marble floor. Then she opened her eyes and woke up one year in the past. Given a second chance at life, Victoria trades her timid past for sharp ambition. Stepping onto the stage of her corporate engagement gala in a dress of blood red, she does the unthinkable: she rejects Dominic live on national TV, cuts her family off, and publicly crushes the merger meant to ruin her. To tear down the enemy completely, Victoria enters a dangerous al

"Good evening, ladies, gents, Princesses, Princes, and Assassins. The moment of truth is here. The Crimson Clan has finally arrived, bringing along some exceptional guests. One might even say our future Queen is among the mix." I was devastated hearing this. "I'm sure grandfather will have a mouth fool to say about this." Everyone went silent and focused on the giant golden doors at the top of the staircase. On both sides of the doors stood guards waiting for further instructions. Olivia stood beside me, "I wonder who the special guests are?" "Elders, Princess, Princes, and Assassins, please pay respect to Crimson Clan and Guests." The doors opened, and there he was, the Mafia King looking p

~ Avelyn ~ The morning of the performance came too fast like the universe had pressed fast-forward just to watch me crumble in high definition. When the maids came in, their chatter was lighter than usual, as though they knew something I didn’t. One of them was already ironing a red gown that looked like sin and velvet had a love child. Another folded black lace gloves into a box marked Stage 4: The Crimson Seductress. Me. Right. Because apparently, I was tonight’s main course and I couldn’t tell if I was glad my outfit was delivered specially or if it was a curse in disguise.

Blanche asked, she stood behind them and rested her elbows on one of the shelves near the aquarium. "Because it's nice! Don't you think so too Blanche?" Forest said and Crimson gave her a look. Blanche opened her mouth but didn't say anything. She ran her eyes on them, Crimson was wearing a red long sleeve sweater and Forest have a green mini skirt under her purple dress. Crimson had a more defined waist than Forest but the latter has such a voluptuous body. Their chest was eminent in their choice of dress. "Even Crimson already met hers!" Forest told her excitedly.

"Are you?" "Yes, just a little wolf problem." "How about your friends?" She had been standing close to a little dark skinned girl which was part of the clan of the Nymphets. All of them with double the outstanding beauty of a vampire. "We are all good." "Okay." The adjudicator returned, holding a flooded red clothe in her hands. "You know I don't like the red robe—" She unfolded it by letting it drop whilst holding the top part of it and I saw that it was actually a red and silver embroidered one arm jacket.

Nagsitabihan tuloy kami. We were all stunned when Crimson went out of her car. She gave the keys to the valet as she walked pass the other guests, inviting them to feast their eyes on her. ‘Tsk, show off.’ Singhal ko. She wore her perfectly dazzling smile. Lahat kami ay nakatutok lamang sa kaniya. She was wearing an off-shoulder, backless dress that revealed her bare back, ending just above her hips. It was a black-faded red gown, and the skirt was the combination of red and black laces with a slit.

She exclaimed, forgetting her vow not to let anyone knows who she was. "Your funny, Senorita. You're a bit strange but adorable." Maya grinned at her. "Let's go party!" Despite what happened, she was in high spirit. The beautiful gown called traje de mestiza has an embroidered top with small flowers stitched to it. The skirt has the same intricate floral pattern but in the color of yellow and green. When she wore it, it felt good, and she felt like she was back in school when they dressed up for National Costume Day. She bet her sister would be green in envy when she saw this gown.

When I sat down, Crimson didn't waste a second to start talking to me, "I was surprised by how well you and the princess seemed to get on the other day! I guess you're just too adorable for anyone to resist!" Hearing Crimson say that made me feel embarrassed, "She was nice, but why didn't she talk?" "I don't know. I don't listen to gossip, so I haven't heard any rumours about why. I think she may just be shy around new people!" "She didn't look shy." As we were talking, Clair came into the room with an assistant pushing three racks of dresses, two of the racks had dresses for Crimson, and the third had all the dresses for me. As the assistant left, Clair spun the racks around, so they were a

“We confirmed it. The Revenant took the contract. The one assassin everyone was terrified of. The one no one sees coming.” I let out a sharp breath and turned away, staring out the window. Moscow glowed beneath us, golden lights hiding rotting bones. “How the hell did he get to him?” I muttered. “That place was a fucking fortress.” “She’s a ghost,” Alek said quietly. “No pattern. No signature. She picks her kills like a god picks storms.” “She?” He nodded. “Her real name’s Amara Voss. Used to work under a few aliases; Russian, Italian, Middle Eastern. Never caught. Never seen. Just bodies and flames in her wake.”

I sat on the bed as they skillfully applied makeup, enhancing my features. In the moment, a dress was brought in by one of the maids. "This dress was chosen for you to wear for the ceremony, ma'am," the maid said, laying the dress on the bed. It was a light blue dress with diamonds dazzling on it, sparkling in the light. The makeup artists finished their work and left my room. I was left staring at my reflection with the dress beside me. Accepting my fate, I dressed up. It was time for things to go my way, and I needed to be brave for the dangers that awaited.