Crimson Squad Novels & Stories

And one curious truth: every man who had ever gone public against him either vanished or bled. She should’ve expected this. She’d burned the offer. Now he’d returned the favor — with fire of his own. Her office door creaked. It was Amy. “Attorney? There’s someone here to see you.” “I’m not taking meetings today.” “I think you’ll want this one.” Neera sighed. “Who is it?” Amy hesitated. Then she said, “He said his name is… K.R.” Every muscle in her body went still. She turned.

Then humanity needed to change with it. At first, Husen worked alongside them willingly. He believed they were searching for a cure. For months they studied ancient blood samples preserved beneath the station. The samples behaved unlike anything known. They regenerated damaged tissue. They repaired cells. They adapted to foreign organisms instead of rejecting them. The researchers named it...Crimson Blood. Husen warned them repeatedly. "We don't understand it." Their answer never changed. "We'll never understand it if we're afraid to touch it."

With a stern look, he signaled for me to sit in the remaining seat at his left. The rhythmic beat of drums broke through the air, announcing the imminent arrival of the Crimson Fang Pack. Each beat vibrated inside my chest, heightening my vulnerability. My legs trembled beneath my dress as I took my seat. Tension thickened as everyone awaited the rival pack, a pack that had stood against us for millennia. The shrill cry of the drums cut through the night. They were here. And they entered with unsettling confidence, as if they owned the place. Their Alpha walked in front, tall, imposing, radiating raw power. His broad shoulders and steady gait exuded dominance. His presence alone commanded th

"Hurry, hurry! I want mine done too!" "Don't rush—there's plenty of time. We'll go one by one," I said, stepping toward the Scarlet Vampire. She didn't look entirely bare-faced. "Have you already put on lipstick?" I asked, frowning at her dark red lips. "This is such a dark shade. What color did you use?" The Scarlet Vampire blinked, looking slightly lost. "Maybe type A blood?" I froze for a moment. She quickly realized what I meant and added, "Sorry, I had some blood earlier and didn't wipe it off."

“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."

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