Crimson Rain Sought Flower Novels & Stories

I wrap my arms around her waist pulling her in for a chaste kiss before laying my forehead upon hers with a gentle hum. “Alpha Demetri Black is the head alpha of Crimson Dawn. Jamie called me a handful of times when Cole’s PTSD was triggered and Alpha Black needed a gentle way to bring him back. Jamie just found a package Alpha Black gave him that he didn’t expect to find addressed to me. A smartphone and a letter were found inside.” I break my hold on my mate and walk back to the table picking up the letter. I hand it to her and wait for her to finish reading. “All of us?”

AT NIGHT *** FLORA'S ROOM *** Flora was almost tempted to leave the room and take a shower inside it as she watched the heavy rain fall outside. Water was one of Flora's favourite things, and the rain seemed to be the purest form of water. Neon embraced her pillow as she said, "Just look at this freezing weather." Neon was hit in the face with Jinx's pillow as she yelled, "Thinking of having sex? You wide hole!" Neon moaned, "I wonder what it will be like to have Venom right inside of me, fuck," as he thought about it.

Their faint light gave the room a gloomy atmosphere, with moths flying around them. While waiting and thinking about Azriel, I heard some distant thuds. They were growing louder and closer. I sniffed the air, and I felt my eyes flicker from their normal color to crimson and then back again. I stood up and immediately opened the door. A gust of wind brushed against my skin, and the rain splashed over my body, but I didn’t care. I ran into the rain to meet whatever was approaching until I suddenly stopped.

For the bright future of Voneveir. It is for the greater good. Walking at a pace faster than usual, clanging sounds of his garments could be heard hitting each other. On a fine day when the sun was so bright and shining above, birds chirping with their singing sounds, he saw the sight of the most beautiful flower he ever saw… covered in red with her own blood. Hands wide open… as if she accepted her fall. "R-Rosan…"

The air was hushed, reverent as if the very forest held its breath in solidarity. Floral arrangements adorned every available surface, a vibrant tapestry of colors that punctuated the somber surroundings. Fragrant blooms filled the air with their delicate scent, mingling with the earthy fragrance of the forest. The sight of the flowers, symbols of love and remembrance, brought both comfort and a fresh wave of sorrow to Amelia's heart.

POV: Alika The crimson drop landed directly on my forehead—hot, searing, like molten iron. I staggered, but my body froze instantly as the pain shifted into something else. It wasn’t just a burn—this felt like an engraving. A symbol slowly formed, glowing faintly like embers. I couldn’t see it, but I could feel it. As if something was being embedded in my skin and piercing straight through to the bone. The sky above the manor darkened further. The blood rain no longer fell randomly—it danced in a vortex, forming patterns that made no sense. Every creature in the garden fell silent. No birdsong. No rustling leaves. Even the wind held its breath.

Splash ! of water. Several horses clutter across the river crossing in pursuit of dying dark order, ambushing the attention of Christine. Flames of fire danced backwards from the pressure of the wind. Her muscle and tussle become restless. Her euphoria was incarnated by anxiety. She was bewildered by the actions to take. If it too runs where to? On the west stood a labyrinth that connected the whole village. If it to climb the tree she was incapable due to its slipperiness and flimsy branches. The tress served as are ethic of beauty to the serene. Full red flowers that wafted their inventible scent for anything that clanged to the atmosphere around it. This was the first flower gifted to her

I can feel moisture in the air itself, waiting, ready to obey. I extend my hand over the flowers, focusing on the pull inside me. A second passes, and then another, before the sky above responds. Rain falls, not in delicate drops, but in a sudden downpour, drenching the flowers and the ground beneath my feet. I watch in stunned silence as the rain cascades down, soaking everything in its path.

' I take a deep breath and just follow what I truly wanted to give respond from his question. "Yes,I wanted to be free and be with Rain again.."

A pink bunny stood in front of the elevator doors, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a large note in the other. What in the actual fuck is this? He hopped towards me, bringing the flowers out to me. Long stemmed deep red roses, a dozen over them, wrapped in white tissue paper and a silver wrapping. “Oh, I don’t think these are for me.” I was utterly confused. He held up the sign, revealing my name in big letters. Raine McClaren. “That definitely is your name,” Shane said from behind me. I looked around, realizing I was drawing a crowd. Oh, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so embarrassed before in my life. And to top it off, I had no idea how to handle this.