Crimson Karma Novels & Stories

Below were the 100 IDs I'd chosen: KeyboardFury, NetJudge, GossipLover. Each had a red progress bar. Next to KeyboardFury showed [31/100]. Riccardo pointed at the screen, his lips trembling, as the app's rules appeared, cold and precise. [Core Rules: Each gift worth over $100 forces the recipient to absorb 0.1% of the giver's misfortune.] [Tigger: After 100 gifts, the recipient's accumulated misfortune hits critical mass and erupts within 72 hours.] [Misfortune Total: 100%.]

She looked out over the wolves who had come to witness her crowning, seeing faces she knew and faces she did not, seeing hope and fear and love and uncertainty. I am not the Luna you expected, she continued. I am not the gentle mate who stands quietly at her Alpha's side. I am not the traditional leader who follows paths worn smooth by generations before. I am something else entirely. She paused, letting her words settle. I am the Crimson heir. I carry three thousand years of power in my blood. I have fought and bled and nearly died for every wolf in this valley. And I will continue to fight, to bleed, to die if necessary, for the future we build together.

“But I’m not letting some ghost in lipstick steal my kill and walk away like a fucking legend.” I stood, crushing the cigarette under my heel. Amara Voss. The Revenant. I didn’t care if she was a myth, monster, or martyr. I would find her. And if she wanted war, I’d give her one she’d never forget.

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

I can’t when I don’t know where the families have gone. ‘I can assure you the families that have left Blue Ridge have done so willingly. I am Alpha Demetri Black, I am the alpha of Crimson Dawn and the alpha working with Delta Jacobs to get these families out of harm's way. My understanding is Alpha Anderson may be killing wolves with pups in order to create orphans to be used as slaves. Is that true?’ ‘I’m sorry alpha, I’ve said too much. I’ve got to go.’ ‘Wait sweetheart.’ I freeze in place. Shaking hard in fear but there’s something about his voice; his admittance to being the alpha the families are being led to that forces me to stay; to hear him out.

...Calyssa POV... My name is Calyssa Raine Maddox, and I am to be the next Alpha of the Crimson Tide pack—one of the four original packs. My family has always held the Alpha role, as my ancestors were among the first alphas. Due to our long history, Crimson Tide has become one of America's largest packs. Though, such an achievement doesn't come without trials. While we may be one of the largest packs, we are not the strongest.

Maxwell walked up to the stage and continued the speech, his presence making the hatred more intense! "We captured and killed David Mason as a revenge for our lost souls. But it's a special day. So, we are therefore banishing Carina Mason from the Blue Moon Pack. If she ever steps foot into this pack, kill her! She's a cursed wolf and would ruin our pack like her fucking father did!" He said. My whole body shook! My spine felt cold. My head kept playing some strange sounds. This wasn't really happening, was it? To confirm if this was really a prank, I needed to hear Gareth's last words as he held the Mich up to his mouth to speak.

I wanted to sleep and rest but decided to just come see why Pearl was so angry with me for. I didn't expect to get slapped in the face now how dare you slap me Amber freaking Wu!" Crimson screamed her lungs out with all of her might, right on Pearl Lin's shocked face. For almost a minute no one talked or cried, everyone was shocked. Where did Crimson get so much caurage from, how comes she's now slapping them back and screaming at them? "Are you serious right now Crimson? Just how wicked can you be?

Coated with black skin and eyes just as red and demonic. “Retreat!” Ascena calls out to all, her voice echoing over the chaos. There is no flight. There is only fight at his point. Crimson leaps in front of us, His fur form large and vibrating with rage. His fur bristles and his teeth gleam. Aimed at Senko. “Join me son, or meet your fate with your friends,” Senko says to Crimson. Crimson roars at his father. Challenging him when Senko’s shadows begin to overshadow him. Taking hold of the Grimalkin whose whole body begins to glow – fighting off the magic that is slowly going to kill him.

She looked like a queen carved from marble, fury and death. My gaze lingered on her, unable to tear away, hatred pulsing in every beat of my heart. But I buried it deep so deep it nearly choked me. Hatred was forbidden in Crimson Shade. Anyone caught harboring it toward a packmate suffered instant death. Their organs combusted within them, bursting like overripe fruit until there was nothing left but a shell. I forced my rage to fade from my eyes, let my shoulders sink in feigned calm, and lowered my head in silent submission.