Crimson Lions Novels & Stories

"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."

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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.

There's only so much repentance could cleanse when it comes to a matter of karma. Karma caught up with him way too easily but fortunately he's got a son who is so eager to make the retributions for him. I would make sure Louen gets some moral teaching on carrying on the sins of ones father. "Good morning" Crimson's voice snapped me out of my thoughts and it was then I realized I had squeezed the life out of the orange I was holding. It hit me yesterday how much danger I was exposing Crimson to by pursuing a love relationship with her, she was already in enough danger for being my sister.

“All students proceed to the main gym, now!” °°°°°°°°°°°°° The wide enormous gym was filled with vibrant colors of things decorated in the whole gym, flowers and the like. These things were complemented on the color of the uniform of what the students wearing. The Black, the crimson, and the emerald. Black for Owls of Academe Department, Crimson for Phoenixes of Art and Entertainment Department, and Emerald for Snakes of Sports Department. All students are standing on column, corresponds to the line of their sections. They are in strictly in silence while facing the massive stage where all professors and the headmaster of the school, seated. Likewise, where the 5 students in white uniformed,

She leaned down, licked the wound slowly, her tongue trailing over the spot where she had bitten. The skin glowed. A tattoo bloomed into existence across Aria’s chest — a crest carved in divine sigil, blooming like ink in water: A serpent curling around a golden apple, its tail piercing a crown, its fangs dripping onto a rose wrapped in thorns. Eris’s mark. “I’m yours now,” Eris said, voice hoarse, hands framing Aria’s face. “Forever.” Aria’s body moved on instinct. She reached up, pulled Eris down, and kissed her hard.

This is another name for the human half of the Founding Ten. The Binding: A rare and ancient magic effect triggered by the ceremonial blood toast during an Accord marriage. It increases attraction and lowers emotional boundaries between the couple. It was created to increase the likelihood of a Crimsonborn being produced. The Crimsonborn: A child born from a sanctioned Accord marriage. Half human, half vampire. Children outside of Accord marriages are impossible. Without these children, the Accord will collapse. They age slowly and have the option to turn after the age of 18. The Crimson Registry: A registry of donors consisting of elite humans who offer their blood for favors of the Eternal

"You see, I am the alpha in the pack. You are supposed to be my Luna. I know that you are confused and upset right now. I am sorry about that. But you need to understand. Ryder is an outsider. Unless he is turned, the pack will kill him on sight. That is just how it works. If they smell human scents on you as part of your scent and your brother's they will kill you both. I won't let that happen. There is going to be a full moon tonight. You, tell me what you want to do? I will kill him or I will bite him and change him. He may die anyway. Your brother is not a strong child. But he has a better chance that way. Becoming a wolf may save his life. If he lives he will become strong like the othe

She would throw a fit if I told her about half of the things that were running through my mind. Everyone stood up straight when the Alpha and his family had taken their seats and I followed suit. I watched as the ceremony took place. I watched as their wrists were cut and their blood were mixed together forming an alliance that could only be broken by the moon goddess herself. I watched as the Alpha handed his crown to the priest and the priest placed it on his head. The Luna did the same too. Damian smiled at his mate and took her hand in his then he raised their hands up. Everyone screamed for joy. They were officially the Alpha and Luna of the Crimson pack. The whole pack clapped and chee

I knew now Amelia had to be telling the truth, there was some obvious power tousle going on in vampire realm between the cultured vampire royalty and these vampires. There was something about the Vampires that had me in their car, that was so uncultured. Their every move spelled rebellion. LA was a shitty place to be when Christopher Rhinehart rulled, I wondered how it would be with this vampires that didn’t even care the least about discretion and what had the one with a gun said? They were soon going to be all over the country.