Crimson Lancer Novelas e Histórias

Levi said in a whisper voice Azrael and Lexi both jumped down from the vent following Levi. What welcomed them was the stinky dungeon. The stench of body odor and dried blood lingers through the air and Azrael was just trying her best not to vomit. The smell made them nauseous but determination took over. They all looked through the cells of the dungeon. They were wolves from the Crimson Crest pack, lying down without strength. At first glance you might think they are dead but they are not. They are only covered with their own blood and sweat but they are still breathing… barely alive.

My straight front bangs were almost reaching my eye but I liked the hairstyle my mom had given me, so I kept it that way. Red lipstick stands out on my face, because of the pale skin I was born with, a black mascara along my eyelids, thicker as they reached the ends, swopping up into a curve, highlighted my pale green eyes, it was tiring to wear lenses every day because of my original eye color, but there was no other way out. It was either these lenses or exposing that I’m alive to the Crimson Knight pack, who by the way just named their son the Alpha and the Alpha warrior who will be leading the pack. It will be fun killing him. I sneakily smiled to myself.

“I’ve been so thrown off since I entered this club. There is no way for me to know which way is up. I don’t know what’s real and what’s not.” “As far as I know, Cal has registered you with NARC as his mate and Luna. The people running point in Toronto on how shifters will be represented have your name as a leader within the shifter community. Your name appears now with Cal’s. You’re Luna Tara Nichols of the Crimson Nights. Anyone else you once were, is no more. You’re his mate, his partner, his Luna, and his submissive. No one else has ever filled all those places in his life before. Maybe I should stop talking and you can think about what you’re feeling and how things have changed for you.

she winked before descending the platform. Not long after the fighters and supports of Crimson Fangs walked arrogantly to the field while waving those cheering at them. The fighters of this pack were 2 males and the supports had 2 beauties among them. The main fighter was a tall, reddish-brown-haired male with a well-built body, attired in a grey t-shirt and black loose cotton shorts.

Nakangiting pagpapaunlak ko at inalalayan si Crimson papasok sa entrance ng venue. ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

I turned to look at Leon who only held pity in his eyes for me. "Who is Crimson?" I asked calmly trying my possible best to control my anger. "Lady Crimson is the crown princess of this realm," Leon answered as if he was trained to say that. "That is not what I mean, I mean who is Crimson to Aethelfrith?" I shouted. "With all due respect, Tryamon please do not raise your voice at me or allow your actions to disrespect me in anyway, I am not Aethelfrith your lover but Leon his brother," Leon warned, his expression turned serious.

And Crimson was bleeding before the first battle even began. ....

* Tyler brought in warrior clothes for Crimson, she was brushing her hair when he entered, he collected the comb and gently started combing her hair. "Everything is ready, your horse, your clothes, your soldiers, and even you." Tyler said and smiled at her through the mirror, she turned to him. "It's like this is made newly coz it even have my name on it." Crimson replied. "Well, that's because I made it specially for you, this is your first ever war as the Luna of this pack, it have to be something really special right." Tyler said. "It's seem like you are anticipating for the war while I'm here feeling scared every minutes." Crimson replied.

I temper her thoughts as I begin to recite my conversation with Lamia, bringing these werecats and whatever Crimson is, up to date and informing them of the new enemy – Orion Artos. “We are not strong enough,” Crimson interjects after I have relayed the details. “They are going to war in less than three months. I will be the first to admit our army has been weakened.” I watch Crimson as he runs a hand down his face and then through his dark curls. His yellow eyes flashed in a reptilian way. I swear they change, not just the color because I have witnessed them turning a deep red. But the pupils sometimes seem to take on a different shape.

she ended in a voice much stronger than I had expected. Xander looked away, a tick in his jaw. Unlike other packs, The Crimson Phoenix Pack always had a predestined Luna, born with a red phoenix shaped birthmark on her upper arm. Whosoever was Alpha of the Crimson Phoenix Pack would automatically develop a matebond with the chosen Luna.