Crimson Riot Quirk Novels & Stories

Roxanne Wolf and I were at home nuzzling each other. “Are you enjoying your new sexy portable charging port, Roxy or is it uncomfortable?” I asked her “it's a bit u~uncomfortable b~b~b~but I’ll deal with it” Roxy moaned. Suddenly the ground shook and we were baffled “what was that?” Roxy asked suddenly my servant Jack the Ripper burst through the door “Jack what’s going on?” I asked her “mother, a demi-servant, just started attacking the hideout” Jack explained “Mashu Kyrielight. Roxy, Jack let’s go” I said “got it” so I got on Roxy and we headed outside, Jack, Roxy and I were outside but the hideout still shakes “father, what’s causing these tremors?” Amanda Scratch asked “it’s Mashu Kyriel

I grabbed onto that thread of Kaelen’s suffering and pulled it into the dream. The purple mist reacted violently to his scent—the smell of ozone and steel. The "mother" figure shrieked, her skin blistering as the reality of the Obsidian Alpha’s rage tore through the illusion. I pushed outward with every bit of strength I had left. The light that erupted from me wasn't emerald or white. It was a jagged, angry crimson—the color of the bond’s blood. The explosion of energy cleared the mist in a hundred-yard radius. The illusions shattered like glass.

It was still gentle, yet it held fear and maybe a bit of curiosity. “I'm listening,” he said. I wanted him to tell me that no matter what, nothing would change, that his love for me would cease when the sky would collapse, but this was reality. My tragic reality. “I'm what I've been dreading to be and what you've always hated.” I looked down for a second then looked up at him. “I'm a Crimson.” Tears slid down my face once I uttered these words. I hated who I was. I hated my pack and I hated what was about to happen to me before it even happened.

is instead called a Quirk. An example of a quirk would be the ability to turn one's skin to metal, but only being able to turn one hand into metal. A person with a similar talent could turn his entire body into metal or even turn other objects into metal. Rank Ds are persons with no talent at all, these people are even rarer than rank S's, most people fall between C and A.

She raised her second hand to fight me off and I grabbed it so that I was now restraining both her hands. “Hey, are you just going to watch as she assaults me!” Jennifer screamed at her lackeys. They rushed at me and as they did, I tossed Jennifer to the side to deal with them. The first one fell out to the side as I kicked her legs out from under her and the other one had her hands twisted much like Jennifer. “You seem to have forgotten who I am.” I smiled at the women who backed away from me. In the first place, whose blood flowed through my veins? It was the blood of a warrior. The Crimson Wolf! The Crimson Wolf did not birth a child who could not hold out against women who only knew how

He staggered backward, clutching his chest as crimson energy burst from his body in violent waves. “No!” His voice echoed through the valley. The Crimson One fought for control. Victor’s eyes flashed back to their natural color for only a heartbeat. He looked directly at Lucian. “Run…” His voice cracked. “It’s… not…” He screamed. The crimson aura swallowed him again. When he lifted his head, the Crimson One was smiling. “You’ll have to forgive him.” His eyes gleamed beneath the Blood Moon. “He still believes he can change the ending.” Lucian’s expression hardened.

My heart fluttered and my breath caught in my lungs at the thought of how his ‘were’ form was just as handsome as his human form. His claws dug into the rogue's neck and, with one swipe, tore it wide open. The rogue went limp, and I watched in awe as Crimson leaned over the dead rogue, his fur shimmered to a bright yellow and back to the deep hue of red, right as the rogue gasped for his last breath before dying. “Crimson!” I called out to him, coming to my senses, wondering what it was I had just seen. This night was full of strangeness.

From the get-go, he used the strongest Sword Move and appeared before him in an instant. Qhuv, who was besieged on all sides, could not dodge James' attack in time, even though he was being attacked. The Crepe Myrtle Divine Sword transformed into a Sword Light and pierced through his body. The purple light then exploded inside Qhuv's body. Under normal circumstances, Qhuv would suffer grave injuries, and his battle prowess would greatly diminish after his body was pierced. However, since there was a crystal inside his body, his body did not suffer any injury. Instead, the energy level of the crystal was depleted. By the time the energy was completely depleted, he would be disqualified.

"About Crimson, we heard of their affiliation with the rogue pack. And decided to take a peek to ascertain if the claims were true or false. Unsurprisingly, we discovered that the claims were true and so I decided to give them perfect retribution. I also found out that they were planning my demise. What better way to show them that we mean business than to bring them to their feet? The woman who they referred to as Luna was never their Luna, but an Omega slave who was being used at her own peril. Right now, crimson is bound to us by a blood oath and if they even dare to connive again, we shall strike them where it hurts." The werewolves gathered in the room clapped as he finished speaking. L

“Why does he need her? Why has he spent centuries tracking down her kind?” Anya platters some air through her lips. “I have a theory.” ‘Always a theory,’ Grimm groans. “Remember how the Goddess stopped giving him Crimson Queens after he killed a maiden? Even then, he wouldn’t stop trying to find more like her. It might be because he needs them. The texts say Crimson Queens strengthen bloodlines. They restore fading power. Prolong life. Some writings even suggest they can… prevent death.” Grimm growls low in my head. ‘So many hundred years he has lived, and perhaps more. No one lives that long naturally.’