Novelas y relatos de Crimson Rangers

Still, it was enough to show other creatures that we werewolves weren't someone to be messed with. We also invited the Bloody Fangs. The Bloody Fangs was a group of strongest warriors without any ties to the 3 packs. Their most well-known warrior was their leader, The Crimson Warrior, who was also the most blood-lust warrior in the whole Lupo continent. His nickname came from the crimson helmet he kept wearing as he fought. I had heard that the Crimson Warrior himself would attend my ceremony. That made me wonder if he would wear his helmet or not. After all, no one had ever seen his face.

The attackers wore the emblem of the Crimson Pack. "Crimson Pack!" Romeo growled. "They're seeking to exploit our weakness." I clashed with the Crimson Pack's beta, a massive brown wolf. Just as I pinned him down, a piercing howl echoed through the room. The Crimson Pack's alpha, a towering black wolf, emerged. "You'll pay for your pack's arrogance," he snarled. The battle raged on. The Crimson Pack's alpha lunged at me, jaws snapping. I countered, our wolves clashing. Romeo fought off multiple attackers, his movements fluid. The room reverberated with snarls and growls.

After that, the Elders led the ancient prayer to ask for a blessing from the Moon Goddess. After the prayer, Alpha Gregory took the emblem of the Blue Moon Pack, it was a medallion with the elegant letter A engraved in the middle. He hands it over to Raven as he proclaims him as the new Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. Every pack member shifted into a werewolf. Each of them was howling under the bright full moon. Following the pack members, Raven also shifted to his wolf form. His wolf is gray and enormous. Following the proclamation, everyone feasted and celebrated. Einah and Marianna both approached me after. Their faces are laced with contentment.

Two, the entire den has been shredded to pieces by a very pissed off Crimson. Crimson wipes her head towards me and growls in a threatening manner. She looks like she wants to rip me apart, but I have no idea fucking why. Crimson starts stalking toward me, but when she reaches me, she does something unexpected. She falls to the floor at my feet and begins to whimper as if I hurt her, but I didn’t even touch her.

“The guys who joined our class are Orlo and Dylan. Aren’t their names sexy as well?” “Our guy is Lorcan,” I say, putting more emphasis on the name since I don’t wanna lose the childish competition of which newcomer is more handsome and sexy. “Oh, man! I wanna see him,” Amara giggles. “Speak of the devil and there he is.” Julia rolls her eyes. I glance in the direction since I have already noticed Lorcan as soon as I have arrived at the canteen. Oh? There are other guys and both of them are in black attire. Do they belong to some cult or something? Why are they all in black clothes?

"He's currently dating Crimson Lee, you know her... She's the popular singer and member of STARLET. According to my investigation they are not in a real relationship, they are only faking it to keep the old Dr Ace at bay. He was Initially supposed to marry Amber Wu who is Crimson's co star and band mate but his relationship with Crimson has stopped things. I was able to get an insider to check how the relationship between Crimson and her band members is and according to the details that was gathered Crimson is not good allies with them, in fact they often fight alot and since Amber Wu controls the gang Crimson is often outnumbered. Her only ally in the group is her best friend Lunette Wu who

Kylian did a remarkable job. However, he underestimated the Crimson Pack if he thought resolving this would be that easy. Seeing that he blocked their plans, they would sure to take revenge. Crimson Pack were known to be vengeful and notorious. They weren’t lawful nor feared punishments. In fact, their actions and principles almost made them close to what a rogue would be. A rumor about the fight between the Crimpson Pack and a small pack from the north was circulating around a few years ago. Only those in the small town of the north were aware of it.

It seemed he was right about the high security in place just to protect anyone from entering this area. "We are here, sir..." Collins said as my gaze landed on the whole underground prison. Men armed with rare weapons, ones that I have searched so much to get, paraded the whole place. They were quite numerous, and I wasn't even able to tell if they were cops since they weren't dressed as ones, and their faces were half covered with a mask. "That is Raglan's prison..." Collins pointed at one of the jail cells. I made my way to the place, only to gaze upon a gigantic man, ripped with muscles, as his hands and legs were bound by chains. His gaze was downcast in that moment.

“And something else.” “What is the Crimson Circle?” Lyra asked. His expression hardened. “The oldest secret of the werewolf realm. An ancient sect. They prey on Moon-Blessed. Drain their power. Trade them like weapons.” Lyra felt bile rise in her throat. “Why?” “Because they fear us,” Ronan said. “Because we are unpredictable. Untamed. And because we are rare enough to be hunted.” “Celeste… is she one of them?” “No. But she is their pawn,” he said. “Her father was a Crimson hunter. So was her mother. She grew up on their stories. And now, she thinks by delivering you, she’ll be accepted.”

"My sister… she better come back soon." Riri froze, pulse drumming hard beneath her scales. "She always keeps me warm. Always smells like sin and cinnamon. I love all of them but Rara's my fire. You know?" She hugged tighter, sighing into her warmth. Her breath reeked of fermented fruit and longing. Something in Riri broke. She didn't fully transform. No divine radiance. No celestial voice. She merely shifted into her humanoid form, wearing a mask — dark obsidian, featureless but feminine — and let Aria hold her like that.