Crimson Idol Novels & Stories

It was no denying that Blanche still cared for Hent like a little sister, but everything's change now and she hoped that whatever she'd do, Hent can understand. After all, she was created to have the ability of a human. As she stared at the twin in separate beds, one has red motif in hers and a glittery guitar that has a burning fake fire on it while the other was designed with green landscapes and butterflies and flowers. Just like how different their personality was, the twin worked and sync in harmony, Crimson loves Forest as much as she did and with just one look, they can succeed. Crimson would automatically do the right thing and be straightened to protect her sister.

Iditan broke the spell, revealing us under the tree. “Ah, there you are,” Nub said with a smile, pointing. She looked first at Iditan and appraised me for a moment, before heading towards us with quick measured steps. “You are still in the game of trying to scare the cursed ones to death with your looks I guess?” Nub purposefully took few long seconds looking Iditan over, from her shaved head, to her eyebrows, eyelids, and lips which were all painted a deep shade of black, and her black attire—a tight shirt and leggings this time. “And you are still in the game of trying to make them fall in love with you so much it chokes them to death,” Iditan fired back, staring coldly at Nub as she retur

"Go on." The boys removed their masks one by one. "No way," "Boss?" "Adrian?" "Babe?" Zoe waved her hands in the air. "Wait a damn minute. So, let me get this straight, Chris, Jack, and Poet Wilder are Crimson Clan." "You can't forget about Apollo River, the Mafia King." Chris joked. "Oh no, we can't forget that." "And let me get this straight, Zoe Autumn, our Lead consultant. Sandra Pearl, our Corporate Broker. Nina Elizabeth, and Alicia Sun, our Ethical Hackers, are members of the most desired Ruby Tears."

A low hum came from her throat before she spoke again. “Innocence. You have taken it.” Her face turned into a satisfied smile before her body straightened. Her eyes grew wide and her lips began to move rapidly, like someone had changed the speed, making her mouth not match up with the words the voices were saying. “Crimson approaches and the redeemer is near. A union of great for all to hear. Crimson approaches , yet again. A guardian will meet their end. Only then can the ash rise. When blood spills, the omnipotent cry will be touched by all. Only then can the emerald truly see.”

Alpha Jermain’s face tightened as he finally began his dark rituals. He positioned a small table, already laden with all the necessary items, directly before Lilias. Swiftly, he took a ceremonial blade and made a precise cut across the palm of Lilias’s hand. A gasp escaped the woman, more from shock than pain, as bright red blood welled up and slowly began to drip into an ancient goblet he held beneath. The Alpha watched intently as the crimson droplets fell, his eyes bulging triumphantly.

"Tell me all you know of Amara." Thalia begins to explain, her voice steady and filled with conviction. "Amara is unique, King Badan. I believe she is a hybrid—half wolf or lycan, mixed with witch's blood. If my suspicions are correct, she is the last descendant of the Crimson pack, making her royalty. It seems that she was bound as a baby to hide the immense power she holds within, and her counterpart was bound to never surface."

But as Dante stepped out of the phone booth and into the darkness of the Milanese downpour, his hand remained tight against his weapon. The Directorate wanted the asset in a concrete cage. Isabella wanted the crown of a bleeding empire. And Dante Rossi had just lied to the United States government to keep her alive. The lines had crossed for the final time; the parameters were entirely dead, and the Ghost was now fighting for his own queen.

Damon said stressing the ending of each letter. "Give up? Crimson had been everyone's favorite since from childhood, whenever I get an A and thought my parents will finally be proud of me, she will return home with an A+ just to show everyone that I am a loser, whatever I do, hers will over powered mine, she rode the best horse, had the best sword fighting skills, she was literally getting everything like a snapped if finger, she always get my parents attention but when it came to my turn, something will definitely not allow them to spend time to me, as if that was not enough, while growing up she became more and much more beautiful than me, all my crushes were after her, my boyfriend in hig

KRISTINA'S POV The Crimson Snow Pack members gathered together in the lobby. We were all dressed identically, but I felt like I stood out the most. Our theme was supposed to make us wear all black, and yet, I was the only exception—I wore a red dress that was tight on my waistline, which exposed the curves of my body. Even my breasts almost popped out because of their size. This was what Laurence told me to wear a while ago in preparation for his coronation night.

I looked deeply into Crimson's eyes, pools of fiery determination, and found solace in his unwavering support. "But how, Crimson?" I questioned, my voice trembling with a mixture of regret and uncertainty. "How can I right the wrongs I have done? How can I heal the pain I have caused?" Crimson's presence strengthened, his ethereal form growing brighter within my mind. "The path to redemption lies in your actions," he explained, his voice infused with a pearl of wisdom. "Show Shea the depths of your remorse, and let your actions speak louder than any words can convey.”