Crimson Mask Novels & Stories

'' ''But -- but my fangs came out'' I said then blushed furiously, even as I was mad at myself for being embarrassed. He nodded. ''Yes, your fangs--'' then he shook his head. ''No let's not keep up the pretence about innocence okay, you don't have to keep faking that blush.'' he said and I nodded. how the hell did someone fake a blush? ''Your fangs came out yes,'' he said frowning slightly. ''But that's as far as you can get. Now back to the question I asked, before I change my mind and kill you right here. How many of you are in this school?''

He turned to me and this time he looked straight in my eyes and he continues, “I will try and come back here to see you. But if I can’t and you can recognize me without my mask when we meet once again, then I won’t hesitate to be yours forever. This I promise.” I became dumbfounded at the moment and couldn’t speak a word but just look into his sparkling eyes. He blinked and cleared his throat before looking away, he made his way out of the room without looking back. My heart that was accelerating at the moment stopped the instant he closed the door vanishing from my sight.

RIVEN Everything. Everything can go wrong. “What the hell is this?” I scrunched up my face in disgust as Damon tried fitting the mask to my face. It was too small, too sparkly, and the color—gold, with glitter—was definitely all wrong. Kael lounged on the bed, his lips curved in that signature sinister smile that always made me want to throw something at him. Cassidan, ever the gentleman, looked away like the wallpaper suddenly became fascinating.

His skin seemingly rippling. Without removing my eyes from my mate, I find myself stepping forward, out of Gillian’s grasp. “I accept the challenge!” The words tumble from my mouth before I can even think about them. I hear Mason’s protests, but it’s Crimson my sights are trained on. As if brought out of his daze, his crimson skin ripples again, changing back to the caramel of his natural color. His ears relax and their pointiness of them recedes. “I stand up straighter and repeat “I accept the challenge!”

Christine said. Azrael felt shivers running down her spine. But one question was still lingering in her mind despite of not taking in every realizations she just discovered. “Where-- how did you get this?” she asked. Christine looked at the Luna as if she asked the wrong question. Or as if the answer was already obvious. It was clear to see that she used her spells but the witch knew she had to explain. “The moment the Crimson Crest pack was attacked, I immediately thought of the Crescent Bow…” Christine started and mumbled a spell that made her look normal without the tiara and the princess dress.

"Maybe not. The decision is up to you. I just did it for your information but I hope we're inside the hideout. Outside let's go back to the past and our hidden Identity, is it clear?" "Yes!" the women answered at once. Everyone had fun. "Guys, do you agree that we should remove our masks at the same time?" Astra asked happily. Dindo is just waiting to see what happens next. He wanted to approach and hug Amore but he felt embarrassed. He was contented to just watch his friend first. He was also happy because she was safe. It’s his fault why she almost perished at Regor’s hands. "Are you all ready? One, two, three-," Astra said then they removed the masks at the same time.

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

I hope it's just the staff. "By the way, wear this thing. Later, when one of the staff tells you to get off, I'll just walk ahead of you, then you'll follow, and you'll only remove that mask when uncle gives the go signal." Crisha explained and winked at me. It was a whole-face mask with a design of half a red dragon on the left and a beautiful black butterfly on the right. I put on the mask and took a deep breath. "Ms. Crisha, it's time," a staff member suddenly announced. Crisha looked at me and smiled. She held my hand and supported me as I walked up and down the stairs.

If I were to estimate his age, I’d think he was over sixty. “Why?” I whispered. Craig had told me how important the mask was and how the person buying and the person selling information have to be anonymous. Red mask smiled, making him look younger. “This is the only way I can show you that I am sincere about the things I am about to say.” For some reason, I didn’t want to know what he wanted to say, but I was also eager to know about this strange mark. Craig also leaned towards him, “Does this mean she’s the person needed for the Blood Moon pack prophecy?”