Crimson Witch Novels & Stories

“You know in this land there are far more creatures than you ever guessed. You’ve been very sheltered in Drimidan.” “I guess I have.” I admitted softly. I wasn’t even sure my parents knew of all the things out there. “There was a time, long ago when the land was predominantly Fey.” “But as Fey darkened some lost their power and became human. Others became twisted and their power darkened to make them other things.” “Like Mathis?” She nodded. “They become what we know as demonic. Or what the people of Drimidan might call a witch or warlock.” I blinked slowly. I’d heard of such things, but they were spoken of in tales that I’d thought were only designed to frighten children.

Chapter 110 – The Nexus of Crimson Stars The crimson portal’s light swallowed them, a searing rush that burned away the nexus’s warmth and spat them into a realm of jagged, blood-red stars. The air was sharp, laced with a metallic tang, and the ground beneath their feet was a mosaic of shattered stone, veined with pulsing crimson threads. Above, a chaotic nexus churned, its constellations twisted into snarling shapes—no wolf, no witch, only jagged forms that seemed to claw at the void.

Joshua thinks that he wouldn't be that surprised if he starts to form wrinkles on his forehead and be deaf from listening to Leo's endless bleating like a goat. "I'm sorry, I don't follow. Who is Crystal Mayhem?" Joshua Brenner is quite a liar. He knows who is Crystal Mayhem, and it was only a coincidence that she happen to rent a room in his building for a week because of her work. And as Joshua Brenner see it as an opportunity for his "annoying" friend, he sent him to do the room service and this happened, just another normal day of being a good listener to his "worker's" fuss.

The witch said. "That was the same time I had a bad dream about my people dying,, no food and no water." Crimson replied. "Come forward." The witch said and took her hand, she did some chantings and opened her eyes. "You are very special to the Moon goddess that was why she sent you a message in your dreams and is good that you came because a very big feminine is about to strike your pack." Witch Irene said. "What!, Feminine!" They all exclaimed. Crimson was shocked, she has more than enough food and water how can that even finish before talking about the feminine.

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.”

They probably felt that this might be challenging for them. As witches completed their spell, a cracking sound broke my train of thought. Together with the sound of groundbreaking, the occult insignia of the sigil in fiery crimson colour illuminated pits of crater beneath our feet. Warriors seemed as if they were bewitched and transfixed as sigil swarmed their hands and bodies.

The night sky over the Witches’ Domain shimmered with a strange hue, a pulsating silver mist flowing through the air like magic itself was alive. The trees here whispered secrets to one another, and the wind carried more than just the scent of the earth—it carried memories, power, and bloodlines long thought extinguished. Salem, a high witch and cousin to the Queen, stepped out of the twilight portal that opened near the Obsidian Stones—a gateway reserved for the ancient bloodlines. Her long midnight-blue cloak trailed behind her, brushing the moss-covered stones as she descended the forested path toward the sacred hall.

said Aza, then she took the book quickly, as if she had memorized which page she immediately opened and then read it again. "In written books, the two colors symbolize peace and conflict, peace is the month of the Hidden World and contradiction is the month of Lucifer. Lucifer draws the sun so that it does not shine on the Hidden World. The pull of the sun makes the Hidden Worlds lose half of their original strength, that's why Lucifer and the demon nation attacks the Hidden World beings while they become weak, " "Because at night when the Deva appears the power of the Hidden World beings is reduced by half, but the Deva has no effect on the demon nation."

"How could it be, sister? It's only just a dream. And who is this Red Witch? I never heard of her." "Before healing in the mountains, the servants there were all locals in a nearby tribe," I state In my facts to make it a believable story. "The nurse, name Lita had told me about the Red Witch. She was vicious and cruel and drank blood from her victim and friends with all monsters. Initially, I was skeptical, but Lita had witnessed her killing her sister. Lita told me she fell in love with the man her sister was with and wished to be with him if only the sister were out of the picture. Her wishes came true as the Red Witch was drinking the blood of her sister as monsters all devoured the rest

“I’m sorry, Lizzy. I didn’t know.” “Now you do.” She closed the book. “And now you need to understand, If Caroline is using this magic, she’s not just obsessed, she's dangerous.” I shook my head again, harder this time. “No. I refuse to believe it. Caroline is not a witch.” “She doesn’t have to be Freya.” “She’s from a prominent wolf family, Lizzy. The Graysons. They’re pure blood. They’ve been in the pack for generations.” “Blood doesn’t matter to the Crimson Veil. They recruit and they corrupt.”