Crimson Squad Novels & Stories

Jerseys. Oliver’s entire Crimson Lions squad is here, a dozen or more, their team colors practically shouting against the beige hospital walls. They carry everything from small bobblehead mascots to stuffed animals so oversized they have to be hugged with both arms. Someone even has a foam lion head tucked under one elbow. The smell of deodorant and energy drink creeps into the antiseptic air as they gather outside Oliver’s door, voices tumbling over one another in bursts of laughter and “Is he awake?” and “Man, we brought everything we could.”

I opened it and felt the world tilt. Crimson Dawn wasn't just recruiting Ascended humans. They were building an army. Fifty thousand trained, disciplined, fanatical soldiers. And they were planning coordinated strikes on every major supernatural stronghold simultaneously. The target list was comprehensive and terrifying. Silver Moon pack. Ravencrest's vampire coven, now leaderless and vulnerable. Luna's Nightshade pack. The Survivor Camp where refugees had gathered. Every major supernatural settlement. All at once. "When?" I demanded. "Intelligence suggests one week. They're finalizing preparations now."

He shook his head, "No, my friend. There is a pack whose alpha shares your traits; we are what you might call allies, adversaries to Crimson. If you can collaborate with them, I assure you that your desires regarding Drew will be fulfilled." An adversarial group targeting the Crimson pack? There are numerous packs that harbor deep animosity towards them. Legends suggest that the alpha lineage once wielded immense power, though these tales may be mere myths. Nevertheless, the sheer size and strength of the Crimson pack have made them a source of envy, resulting in a multitude of enemies.

" A somber silence settled in the grand hall as the Crimson Pack members listened attentively. The gravity of the situation was reflected in their expressions, their eyes filled with determination and sympathy. "I stand before you today, not only seeking your aid, but also hoping to forge an alliance against Swiftclaw," I continued, my voice firm yet filled with a touch of vulnerability. "His actions have threatened the peace and security we have fought so hard to establish. Together, we can bring him to justice and rescue Scarlett from his clutches."

This wasn’t just about defending our pack anymore—it was about convincing others to join us in a fight they didn’t want, a fight they were desperate to avoid. But there was no avoiding it. Adrian had made sure of that. Our first stop was the Crimson Claw pack, a group known for their strong warriors and fierce loyalty. We needed them on our side, but as we approached their territory, I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread that hung over me. Would they listen? Or would they turn us away like so many others had in the past? Leo and I were greeted by their Alpha, a grizzled man with a scar running down the side of his face. His expression was wary as he looked us over. “What brings you here, Leo

She smiled, “her wolf is one that needs a strong human, not just anyone can control Crimson.” My eyes darted to her and then back to the road, “Crimson, as in blood, fire and brimstone, that type of Crimson?” She sat up straight, “why would you think like that and not that it is just the color red.” I shrugged, “Angel remember, I always think that type of stuff first,” I gave her a shy smile. She nodded, “it doesn’t matter, Crimson is gone with her, unless she is now with someone who didn’t have a wolf.”

From the corner of my eyes, I could see Tia nervously glancing at me. "So... About the higher court," I said, "they said something about a squad of elites." "Oh, yes, about that... It's like a team of vampires, Supreme, ordinary and Abnormals that have exceptional battle skills and training. Supreme vampires are easily adopted into their team because of their increased strength, speed, agility, tolerance to wood and all those other abilities you have. Same goes for vampires who possess the mind’s-eyes—" "So is Jhan amongst them?" I asked her.

Brea’s scream fills the clearing. The clearing degenerates into chaos as some witches turn on their neighbors, catching them unawares as they attack them fatally. Five of the council members attack those nearest to them, taking three council members out of the fight in a matter of seconds. “Dogs!” Green-silver light lashes at some of the traitors, obliteration them into specks of ashes in an instant just as the cursed ones arrives in their hundreds. No comment is given, no questions asked as the two groups attack each other, throwing the clearing into a deeper chaos.

"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

CRIMSON “Do you know the story of the bloody werewolf rogue that was killed by his alpha? Do you know about that rogue that was hated by all of his pack and all the other packs that no one wanted him at all? Are you familiar with the story, child?” an old woman asked me while giving me a serene smile on her lips.