Crimson Squad Novels & Stories

“Who are the Sister Packs? And how does this help us in fighting against Alpha Cedric?” My father leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples as he gathered his thoughts. “Crimson, Red Dawn, Moonlit, and Shadow Claw,” he began, his tone grave. “It’s been passed down as a legend among our packs that four packs that originated from one central pack, The Crimson Moon. Due to territorial clashes, these packs agreed to be split up, this treaty was created to ensure peace among them. But no one from this pack has seen the treaty in about an entire centuries, until now.”

She quickly fixed herself, and then they got out of the car together. A dozen armed men and women appeared before them. Each had the Crimson Clan symbol branded on the part of their clothing or tattooed on their body. It was two letter C's surrounded by a thorny and bleeding rose. Even though the guns were not pointed at them, she did not lower her defense. Her eyes were alert, warily scanning the surroundings. They looked like they were in a huge, spacious underground tunnel. There wasn't enough light to see the corners, but she could tell the thick walls were concrete and fortified.

Alpha Mike stepped forward, his voice steady and resolute, "We come in peace, seeking the crimson crystals that are said to be embedded within your chests. Do you have any from some of your fallen comrades? The world needs those crystals. We mean no harm, but we will not hesitate to defend ourselves if necessary." The crimson werewolves, their fur glistening in the moonlight, regarded the intruders with suspicion. One of them, with powerful muscles rippling beneath its crimson coat, spoke in a deep, rumbling voice, "You seek what is ours, and that will not be granted easily. The power of the crystals is not meant for outsiders."

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

- The Crimson Vanguard. I stared at the letter. The paper didn't burst into flames, and my pulse didn't spike. I just felt a deep, profound exhaustion settle into my heavy, iron-laced bones. "Who are the Crimson Vanguard?" I asked quietly. "Remnants," Valerius spat, crossing his arms. "The Emperor's elite guard. The ones who managed to flee the capital before Cord and Torin tore the palace down. They’ve been hiding in the western ash-wastes for fourteen years, scavenging scraps of Starved Iron."

"The clubhouse... it’s lit up like a Christmas tree, Prez. But those aren't our colors on the gate." Ruan’s jaw set into a hard, white line. He didn't slow down. "Describe them." "Red and gold," Vulture spat. "The Crimson Kings. They’re a gutter gang from the valley. They wouldn't dare breathe our air if the Phantoms were whole." "They think the King is dead," I whispered, clutching Ruan’s waist. I could feel the heat radiating off him, a simmering volcano ready to erupt. "They think the board is clear."

Somewhere in the middle of the spine-chilling darkness, the heavy scent of blood curdled in the air. The surroundings were dyed in red. Old and new puddles of blood were forming everywhere. Looking at it One could undoubtedly imagine what had transpired not long ago. Corpses were scattered everywhere. Bloodied limbs and stumps were littered across the areas, and In the midst of this nightmare someone seemed to still be breathing, although faintly.

An airy laugh echoed out her lips in a two-toned voice. "This is bad. Hope Garrix senses this right now." Joshua gritted his teeth, seeing that he was majorly screwed right now. All the kids were single-handedly beaten by her. There was no telling how strong she could be. This was what Garrix was talking about, the unparalleled power of the Crimson Bride. His brown eyes shrunk just how close she quickly she was running towards him. "DIE!" _______________________________________________ Back at the school cafeteria, the Werewolf Halfling in secret hung out with Dorian, Maddie and Zack whilst they were in the midst of their conversation.

“Let's move quickly, before the place above will be ruined. As the two notorious, ruthless, and top rank assassins, who already killed thousands of lives and never been failed in their own mission, are about to meet.” “If Crimson Blade, that girl has bounty on her head, I would like to also took her down. And have glimpse on her unrivaled face, face that no one can't describe nor ever see than the top high ranker assassins with the same level of skills and Aoi Akuma, her rival. But right now, I would not risk my life for something I can't gain a profit.” Meanwhile... Zitrey in black ninja outfit, stands firmly atop of people laid on the floor unconscious, with the blazing fire outside that r

Turning to look at Alpha Zane who had my sister protectively in his arms, I ask him, “Where do you and the Crimson pack stand on this matter?” He looked around the room at the elders and I was worried that he would stand against us and break my sister’s heart, but to my surprise he turned to the head elder and said, “If you don’t accept Lyra as my mate given to me by the Moon Goddess then I stand with Nightshade.” Gasps now filled the room from the elders that Crimson would stand with me, and this was huge, due to the fact that a majority of the warrior Alphas reside in his pack. If a war was to breakout among the packs, Crimson would have the advantage with their warriors.