Novel & Cerita Crimson X Alessio

"But here's some free advice: Crimson Moon Academy isn't about pity. It's about power. And you? You have none." The green-eyed boy suddenly appeared in the seat beside me, making both Jenny and me jump. "Mind if I sit here?" he asked, though he was already settled in. Jenny's eyes narrowed. "And you are?" "Ethan Cross," he said pleasantly. "From Shadowville. And you must be Jenny Patterson. I've heard so much about you." Something in his tone made Jenny's face flush. "Oh? All good things, I hope." "Oh, definitely things," he said with that same not-quite-smile. "Lots and lots of things."

The sun kissed the horizon, her scent returned,it was sharp, intoxicating, and unforgettable. Velour d’Ombre.Mixed with that jasmine noir. It wasn’t just a coincidence. No one else wore that scent. No one else could. It was her—Alessia. I’d know her even if she changed her name, her face, her entire damn life.I’d been a fool to think she could disappear that easily. My hands clenched underwater, the muscles in my jaw tightening. “Matteo thought he could hide you, huh?” I muttered to myself, half-smiling as I reached for the glass of whiskey beside me.

!” “Stay down,” Alessandre said, voice low and lethal. Another shot cracked closer. Concrete shattered near them. Too close. Way too close. Alessandre dragged her behind the car, movements sharp and practiced. Too practiced. Ophelia’s breathing turned jagged. “This is insane Quiet.” Not harsh. Focused. He glanced over the hood, tracking. The shooter had moved. Smart. But not enough. Alessandre exhaled once. Then he moved. Fast. Low. Closing the gap before the man could reset. Another shot missed by inches. Alessandre reached him in seconds. The impact was brutal. Efficient. The gun hit the ground as Alessandre slammed him against the car, pinning him hard. The fight didn’t last. Because Ales

He confessed and I shook my head, trying not to believe what he's saying. How?, How can Alessia be Carmen's daughter?,How come I knew nothing about this?,How didn't I realize?I saw Carmen picture once and it was a long time ago but it's now that I realized that Alesia was a fuc*king carbon copy of him, Or is that the reason Alessia mother married Batista because she was threatened? How? "Sir,The jet is ready"Gray announced and we all rushed out of the house. ALESSIA POV The next morning, I had breakfast with mom and Batista but I can't help but notice the manner at which he was addicted to his snuff box, He hardly eats but makes sure he sniff them, At every five minutes intervals.

*Alexis* Do you sometimes feel this primal attraction to someone? Like is not a crush as there are no feelings. It is a strong physical attraction. This man standing before my eyes was that. His devilish smirk with his muscular body made my pussy throbbed. I wanted to fuck the shit out of him. And who wouldn't? Have you seen the man? Damn it, Alexis control your hormones. "You Miss Alessadro are exactly what I need." His voice deep and demanding.

“Then it’s not just showing me what’s happened. It’s showing me what will.” Theo reached beside the table again and pulled out a second item from the leather folder. It was slim, bound in deep red linen, the corners worn with time. He hesitated before handing it to her. Her breath caught the moment she saw the title: The Crimson Letter By Isla Ward She stared at it, her hand hovering. “Where did you get this?” “I found it last year,” Theo said quietly. “Tucked behind the books in the library’s upper shelf. I didn’t know what it was at first. Just that it felt… wrong.”

He threw her down angrily, pinning her beneath him, his hand threateningly gripping her throat—not cutting off her air, but with enough pressure to show her his strength. "Remember this, Lila. I am Ryan Myers. My power doesn't just come from my family name or my father's wealth. I am Ryan Myers. The world's top-ranked racing driver." He brought his face close to hers, his hot breath fanning her cool skin. "Look closely. I could tear every inch of you apart and break every bone in your body. So, don't be insolent, Lila. Don't make me do it." Her chest rose and fell sharply from the intensity of the moment. Ryan, naked above her, his hot breath ghosting over her trembling lips.

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."

Ace’s fangs were still inside my throat when he let out a deep, gutteral howl and faded back, changing into Alessio. And just when I thought it was over, Alessio began to move again, his stout member hard as a rock. ---- *whisper* Are you guys okaaaaay...? ○~○

And even more-so, to have the town’s Alpha take mercy on me. Alpha Matteo is the leader of the Crimson Storm pack; he’s the one who rules over this little town and I am fortunate enough to call him and his Luna friends of mine. I would have been completely lost without their kindness and I am thankful to the Goddess every day for placing me in the right town.