Crimson Lions Novels & Stories

And I wondered why she took it so causally, like they were a common thing to come by. This was another powerful specie, sentient wolves that have the extreme ability to destroy vampires. The higher court must have been sending adjudicators to find out more about them. I wondered why they were so aggressive, and if what I had read in that library were true, then these creatures—these Lobos could be humans after all. We both glanced at each other. "Do the others know?" I asked her, "about my arm that is?" "Yes, Leya couldn't stop crying and Jereum was cursing revenge all over the place—"

I looked like a dwarf beside him although I am taller than other girls, as I am five feet seven inches. “I am asking what your name is…” he said in his cold tone and I felt stupid in front of him. I thought he was staring at me but he was just waiting for my answer about my name. I breathed out heavily. My rating for delivery will go down from one to zero because he doesn't seem happy with my delivery service. Oh, shit*! “My name is… my name is... Crimson.” There! I gave him my name! I don’t like my name at all. How I wish that the orphanage named me Red or Scarlet and it was much better than Crimson.

Crimson might take control and use it to her advantage to go outside and run free. Even if Wren hasn’t transformed yet, it doesn't mean she has full control over her wolf. Crimson is getting stronger now that the mate bond is complete, and she will be ready to shift very soon. Even Obsidian has taken note of Crimson’s rapidly growing strength in just the few days we have been united and Wren being marked.

I looked at her, she shakes her head lightly. Crimson scoffed, "Since the cat has nine lives then let the cat play with fire, nobody is stopping it but when the cat gets burnt it shouldn't come crying for help," Crimson said, as if she was threatening me. But wait, was she threatening me? Crimson turned to Father with a smile on her face. I could tell that smile was 100% fake. "Father, I have set Leon's marriage," Crimson announced proudly. Leon, on the other hand, choked on his food.

Leon The Sudden Sport festival—it was moments like this that made me enjoy being a royal and playing for everyone to see. When Sasha had picked the ridiculous name 'The Spicy Santas' for us, I couldn’t help but lower my head in shame, and luckily we were able to settle with The Crimson Crushers. I looked across the line at the Mean Greens and saw them looking serious. Elara looked like she was ready for blood, and Dominic was already in a professional stance, but my eyes drifted to Aurora.

Damien said he would be right beside her and together they would finish this, and Elena felt something fierce settle in her chest as she prepared for what was coming. The assault team gathered at the tunnel entrance just after midnight with everyone armed and dressed in dark clothing, and Elena found herself checking her weapons one more time while trying to steady her breathing. Damien squeezed her shoulder and said they were going to win this and then they could finally stop running and start building something better, and Elena nodded even though she wasn’t sure she believed it yet.

With Carter and Rex out of the picture and Miranda behind bars, the remaining elders collectively decided that playing loyal to their Alpha was a much safer bet than continuing a coup that had brought them nothing but handcuffs and public embarrassment. The opposition to Lillian being my mate hadn't vanished, grudges built over decades don't dissolve in seven days, but it had gone completely quiet. And quiet was plenty for now. Still, I wasn't letting my guard down. I kept the sentries posted and my eyes open. Crimson was still out there playing a game I hadn't fully mapped out yet, and I’ve never been comfortable leaving questions unanswered when they involve men with deep pockets. I’d been

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.

They expected less for Mizu to win based on what her performance was showing. There's this group of three people in a very loud conversation, wearing a dark purple cloak with a crest of a black wolf showing its mighty canine teeth and an entrancing dark purple flower surrounding the creature— the Wolfbanes of the West House. They sit comfortably on the couch while facing some of their kohai's and boastfully saying with their loud ducky voice that can be heard throughout the area: "If I was in that game, the two of them will turn into a pulp in a single minute." the guy in the center of the three said with full of confidence.

Zafira's red teary eyes again brimmed with tears, "This is my end. End of my life. End of my freedom. End of my love. End of Azrael's CRIMSON" ... Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️