Crimson Vengeance Novels & Stories

Valen might try to stop her, and he might make her treat me kindly when he is around, but it’s what she would do when he isn’t around that has me concerned. I barely finish putting the cold stuff away before I feel Crimson pushing under the surface. She’s is furious that we may have been brought back here under false pretenses. I’m angry too. The next thing I know, I’m ripping the den’s door open before stomping down the stairs. Crimson pushes forward as I hold onto my anger and hurt, feeling trapped and devastated that I allowed myself to hope. Hope is a dangerous thing for omegas. You would think I would have learned my lesson by now.

“Oh! He did not tell you? Wonder boy here has been planning a secret revenge mission as an illegitimate son.” Alex laughed. “We will talk about this later.” Damon looked at me and turned to Alex. “But for now, less talk, more action.” He announced. “Bring it on!” Alex grinned. I roared and we both transformed, ran towards each other and clashed. I was more focused on getting through to Alex and I swung at any wolf that tried to protect Alex in any way at all. Damon was more focused on getting through to the other door that led to where Alpha King Zemo was staying. This meant that they were a lot of wolves that was on Damon.

Crimson was silent for a while, ignoring a creature that was taken out by the lieutenant who fired multiple shots into the back of its thick hairy neck. "For her," he finally spoke, "I did it for her." Kristina understood who he was referring to. "But I killed her. I killed your friend." Crimson inhaled deeply, vividly recalling how Violet had died after she had pushed him out of the way to receive the full blast of a super powered laser beam that instantly turned her into vapor and dust back in New York. "There would be no honor in avenging her death using death." Kristina felt like she had to say something but the words could not formulate in her mouth.

Or will I be the demon? Leaning back into the seats, Vanessa’s arm wraps around my waist, encircling Livy, cocooning our little family with her love, and a small sigh escapes my lips. After their experiences tonight, I don’t expect either one of them to wake before morning. They’ll need someone to watch over them tonight, someone who can keep them safe. Unfortunately, that someone cannot be me. Crimson is the color of blood. Blood is all I can see when my mind is lost and I’ve fallen into my demons, become the berserker I have spent my whole life trying to avoid.

“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

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

Scarlet said quietly, interrupting. “Wait, what?” “She shot herself. In the leg. During an argument with him. He called the cops.” Scarlet’s voice was flat, almost detached. “That’s how it all came out.” Amanda took the remote and turned the TV up. The screen flickered from commercials to breaking news. “...Seraphina Vance, socialite and heiress, was taken into custody earlier this evening for the suspected murder of Dr. Jude Reed and her sister, Katherina Vance. Authorities say new forensic evidence links her to both crimes...”

oden said to one of his guards, his voice echoing. Vanessa stepped backward alongside Malia, both their eyes trembling not wanting to face Annabelle. Vanessa's forehead perspired, rivulets of sweat populating her brows. They then stopped, they couldn't move any further. Their knees weakened, their legs joint free, no longer supporting their body weight. Vanessa kneels and then Malia. Duke Frenger envelopes the frightened crowd. He quickly grabs a sword from the floor, rushing towards Annabelle with the gait of a warrior, his sword raised up high, aiming to cut off Annabelle's neck.

“Of cou—“ The rest of the words suddenly gurgled back down his throat, as I slipped out the surgical knife I’d hidden in my sleeves, stealthily, and slit his throat. I slipped away in the same stealthy manner, satisfaction filling my chest, as the man’s body slipped to the floor in his own pool of blood. And I slipped the small knife back into my sleeve, never looking back as the first scream rang out. Someone had discovered his body. I disappeared into the crowds, pushing the shades further up the bridge of my nose. This was the right thing to do…. I had to protect my boss, and myself. ------- -------

Including Vanessa even though she wasn't his family. “Burn everything they love to the ground.” Those were Mother's exact words. And Vanessa's voice was something they loved. I recognized Raymond immediately as soon as my gaze caught him on the rooftop, a gun in his hand. Years of shooting experience taught me that he was aiming for her. That moment an idea struck me. Take the bullet, get her trust. And now here I was, unconscious on the ground, losing blood, dying. Shit, maybe I shouldn't have done this.