Crimson Widow Novels & Stories

She expected something like that to happen anyway, so she calmly whispered in his ears. “Cedric, that woman right there is not Catherine. She is an impostor who tries to separate us again.” At that moment, Cedric’s eyes became almost blank. The maid knew the drug she gave him from earlier was starting to take effect. She placed a little shotgun on his hand and whispered again. “Shoot her, Cedric. Once you shoot her, we can be together forever.” Cedric who couldn’t think straight at that moment and didn’t even know which one was the real Catherine took the gun and pointed it at the real Catherine.

Jared asked her She gave nonresponse. All she did was jump into the air and fly away. Jared didn’t know that she could fly. He got into his cat and followed her. She landed right in front of the cemetery but she was stopped by a boundary spell. She knew that she shouldn’t be here. She knew that the first thing she had to do was cremate her sister so she can return her power back into the ground but she wasn’t ready for that. She tried to bring down the barrier spell but she couldn’t. She was frustrated and she landed on her feet before breaking down in tears. She cried for hours and Jared held her hand. When she was done, she went back to Jared’s apartment to get her sister’s body and that n

Sweet as honey, fine as wine, and incredibly delicious. It was then the Vampire King announced that the Omega should become his wife. Wearing a bright crimson ballgown. And that's how the Crimson Bride came to be." Aurora sighed and decided to sit on a bench beside her daughter. Scarlett ate the information into her brain, trying to process the whole thing of being a Crimson Bride. "Witch! Witch! Martha is a witch!"

They looked exactly like doors. “What kind of employment?” she asked. Theodore slid the folder across the desk. “Estate records, correspondence, archival inventory, and administrative support for the Widow’s Fund.” At the name, Benedict’s eyes flicked toward Theodore. There it was again. That little shift. The kind people made around loaded weapons. “The Widow’s Fund,” Violet repeated. “My late wife’s foundation.” Eleanor. The photograph. The sad eyes. The lake. Violet looked down at the folder but did not touch it.

The Widow's Peak alpha was a woman made of ice and iron. She didn't offer us seats. She didn't offer us anything. Her hall was carved from black stone, and the torches burned low and red. The alpha, Ravenna, sat on a throne of twisted iron with her hands gripping the armrests and her pale eyes fixed on me like I was a problem she was trying to solve. She was older than me, maybe forty, with iron-grey hair braided tight against her skull and a mouth that looked like it had never smiled.

A recognition that lived below thought. The woman's eyes opened fully. Crimson. Not human. Deep glowing red lit from somewhere inside, burning steady and old and alive. Tyra stepped back. "Who are you." "You already know," the woman said. Her voice was warm and cracked at the edges like something that had been through fire and come out the other side. She moved forward, each step soundless on the black soil. Her crimson eyes moved over Tyra's face with a desperation that was almost physical. Like someone who had been kept from something for so long that seeing it again hurt. "You have always known."

Evangeline's Pov "She was holding up remarkably well." "Poor thing. So young to be a widow." "I heard she got his shares now." The whispers followed me like flies, and I let them because that’s what widows did. We floated through rooms in black dresses and let people say whatever they needed to say to make themselves feel better about death.

I got home and just dashed towards her room in a hurry, I heard some weird sounds but just couldn't comprehend what they were. "Oh my god!! Charles knock, that's why there's a door" Crimson screamed while struggling to close her laptop. "Okay Crimson first of all I never really knock, secondly I barged in because you didn't pick any of my calls and lastly what the hell are you trying to hide on your laptop?". With that Crimson bounced off the bed and grabbed her laptop placing it behind her back, it was then I finally noticed what she was wearing. She wore a transparent black silky singlet that showed her two cups and hardened nipples, then had a matching lacy panties that looked obviously w