Crimson Lovers Novels & Stories

"...someone older than us." The heavy doors opened once more. Three elite hunters entered. Unlike ordinary vampires, these warriors wore fitted black leather coats rather than ceremonial robes. Each carried twin curved blades across their backs. They knelt. "My Lady." Nysera descended from the platform until she stood before them. "You will travel immediately." "Yes, My Lady." "You will observe." "You will not interfere." "If Crimson Blood has truly awakened..." She paused. "...I want a name." "A face." "And proof."

I got home and just dashed towards her room in a hurry, I heard some weird sounds but just couldn't comprehend what they were. "Oh my god!! Charles knock, that's why there's a door" Crimson screamed while struggling to close her laptop. "Okay Crimson first of all I never really knock, secondly I barged in because you didn't pick any of my calls and lastly what the hell are you trying to hide on your laptop?". With that Crimson bounced off the bed and grabbed her laptop placing it behind her back, it was then I finally noticed what she was wearing. She wore a transparent black silky singlet that showed her two cups and hardened nipples, then had a matching lacy panties that looked obviously w

I answered unwaveringly. "Okay" Crimson walked towards Tryamon, she stretched out her hands for a handshake "my name is Crimson, Aethelfrith's betrothed" Tyramon's phone fell from her hands, her eyes widened but she managed to compose herself quickly. "Aethelfrith betrothed?" Tyramon asked, looking unsure of what she heard. "Yes, you heard right" Crimson smiled, "my hands are still on the air" "Oh my, forgive my bad manners" Tyramon forced a smile, reaching out to shake Crimson's hand.

I ask about my friend in desperation, still flabbergasted by his revelation. “They only lost a few men. Ria and Xander are fine. Morgan killed Finn’s mate… but that’s not why I’m calling.” He paused after revealing the witch he had fallen in love with had killed her brothers' mate and I could almost taste the apprehension in his voice with is next words. “I need to tell you something about Crimson.” I look at Crimson who mirrors my look with a frown. “What about Crimson?” I say holding a finger up to my lips, to tell Crimson to be silent.

The sound of documents scattering echoed in sync with the uncontrollable pounding of their hearts. Seating her on the edge to bridge their height difference. The electric blinds slid shut slowly, dimming the room. Lena’s face flushed red, her breaths coming in shallow gasps, her lips parted. Alaric’s heart thudded wildly as he leaned in to kiss her again, not content with just her lips this time. His tongue teased hers, savoring the lingering sweetness of caramel in her mouth. As his hand slid under her shirt, his warm touch against her cool skin sent shivers through her.

We all stood in a large circle with Crimson in the middle with a small table which only held a medium sized bowl and a small dagger. One by one, starting with herself, Crimson slices the hands of each of my lovers as I stand and watch as each of their blood drips into the bowl. I watch as she stirs their blood together with the dagger, chanting as she goes before leaving it to soak for a few minutes. "Are you ready, Kitten?" she asks, coming towards me with the bowl in her hands.

"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

Aldric’s hand found hers instinctively, his grip warm and steady. The bond flared with protective intensity. “He won’t get near her,” Aldric said firmly. Marcus studied him carefully. “You’re her mate.” “Yes.” The Alpha of Crimson Hollow nodded once. “That helps.” Regina blinked. “How?” “Blood Moon wolves are strongest when bonded,” Marcus explained. “The connection stabilizes their power.” She looked down at her hand still clasped in Aldric’s. The bond pulsed warmly. “So the mate bond…” “…may have awakened your abilities faster,” Marcus finished.

That's the payback for your 'love. His face went from begging to shock, and then crumbled into total defeat and despair. He collapsed on the ground, his lips quivering, "You're so heartless. We were married for ten whole years..." "Ten years?" I straightened up, a faint smirk on my lips. "Those ten years were nothing but your elaborate scheme to bleed the Caruso family dry, your secret plots to wipe out my family. Don't you dare say 'husband and wife' again, Sebastian–it's like poison to my ears. All we've ever shared is a blood feud."

Elena’s tone turned brisk. I watched them go towards the stairs and climb. I tracked every flex of muscle beneath denim, every shift of long hair against broad backs. Elena’s voice dropped to a murmur. “Not every woman craves long-haired lovers.” “Yet you gave me three.” My pulse thundered. “Convenient.”