Crimson Karma Novels & Stories

I sniffled, finishing my story and angrily wiped the traitorous tears from my face with the back of my hand before getting up from the cosy sofa with my now cold and probably salty tea. " ...I'll definitely return to Italy but only to avenge my family" I added, stopping in front of a portrait of a black Phoenix rising from its ashes ...just like it, I too was going to rise from my own ashes and burn everyone who did me wrong in the fire of my hatred. I heard Dr Sanchez hum in both understanding and agreement also getting up from his seat "You can keep my daughter's name if you want and I'll continue being your father" . His words warmed my heart. I turned to him with a smile.

“Then it’s not just showing me what’s happened. It’s showing me what will.” Theo reached beside the table again and pulled out a second item from the leather folder. It was slim, bound in deep red linen, the corners worn with time. He hesitated before handing it to her. Her breath caught the moment she saw the title: The Crimson Letter By Isla Ward She stared at it, her hand hovering. “Where did you get this?” “I found it last year,” Theo said quietly. “Tucked behind the books in the library’s upper shelf. I didn’t know what it was at first. Just that it felt… wrong.”

Playing cool appears best to earn the so called present and exit their presence. "We know you. Damien Dark,future alpha over red blood pack and princess Kara so called mate"They chuckle. Appears am pretty popular within black eagles hunter clan. Good gracims am still alive. "She told you about me?" I ask amused. "Nah..,we uncovered it" They fist bump themselves. Pretty cool though. "And you are?" I turn towards the younger. His enraged gaze slightly scares Ryder and I. He'd be pretty powerful as a werewolf. Rage sources our strength and his human rage combined with werewolf rage equals greatness.

His hands cupped my face and forced me to look up into his eyes. "I, Knox Maddox of the Crimson Moon pack, refuse to accept your rejection!" He snarled, stepping into me. Kane was quick on his heels, the pair caging me in a wall of muscle and testosterone. "You belong to us, Charlotte! I, Kane Maddox, of the Crimson Moon Pack, refuse to accept your rejection." "Ours!" Knox repeated, anger swimming in his baby blues. "We love you!" They whispered as Knox cocooned me in a wall of pure, undeniable love. Their hands wrapped around me as memories flooded back, memories of a cathedral, a deal, a promise...

“Then protect me by surviving this.” Kael’s lips pressed against hers—a fleeting kiss, tender and fierce all at once. A promise sealed in the language of lovers and warriors alike. — The battle came not with a roar but a whisper. The Crimson Fang emerged from the forest like smoke—silent, unnatural, disciplined. Their eyes glowed with malice, their armor jagged and dark. And at the center of them stood a figure cloaked in shadows: Malrik, the rogue Alpha. Once Kael’s rival. Now, a symbol of everything corrupted and lost.

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.”

“And this one’s older than the trees.” My heart was pounding. It felt like I was falling down a tunnel with no bottom. “So what? I’m supposed to believe I’m cursed now? That some psychotic wolf guy wants to kill me because of my last name?” Kael didn’t flinch. “Because of your blood. You’re Crimson-born. And that means something in this world.” I shook my head. “No. No, this isn’t real. None of this is. That thing I saw in my dream—”

When I was at the training house, they didn’t like us allowing out wolves out as it could cause a fight between other Omegas trying to prove who was the best. Crimson was exactly as her name sake. She was a crimson red, now where near as big as the men but that was usually the case with werewolves. Her eyes were a dark orange but flashed red every now and again. We are forced to the backs of our minds while our wolves take over and run freely around the pack grounds. We head further into the forest surrounding the pack and come across a waterfall. Zev POV

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.”

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