Edith Cushing Crimson Peak Novels & Stories

Kola asked and Felix hissed playfully. “I wish I had” Felix replied and Kola chuckled. “I have a feeling she’s just about the corner” Kola said and Felix folded his arms as he put off the AC and wounded down the glass allowing the fresh evening breeze to blow against him. “I hope she is” he whispered into the air but Kola turned to him but didn’t say anything. He also wounded down the glass as the evening breeze blew against him. They soon got to Crunchies and Kola quickly parked the car and they both got down.

Levi said in a whisper voice Azrael and Lexi both jumped down from the vent following Levi. What welcomed them was the stinky dungeon. The stench of body odor and dried blood lingers through the air and Azrael was just trying her best not to vomit. The smell made them nauseous but determination took over. They all looked through the cells of the dungeon. They were wolves from the Crimson Crest pack, lying down without strength. At first glance you might think they are dead but they are not. They are only covered with their own blood and sweat but they are still breathing… barely alive.

His head begins to bang, drumming a fast staccato beat. “Arrrgh…” Kudaisi scream long and hard, grabbing unto his chest as a piercing pain also strikes him in the chest as blood begins to pool under me. His heart seems to want to jump out of its cage. Slowly, the pain in his chest mirrors the fast staccato beat in his head, and his screams increase making me arch himself off the floor and roll around uncaringly on the grass.

It was her 18th birthday, the day she would find her soulmate, or so she was told, but that was a problem for another day. After saying goodbye to her older brother and sister-in-law, Lilith made her way to school. The walk toward Lichen Hill High was nice and quiet. Lilith took her chance and looked at the scenery, noticing that the leaves had changed colors from vivid green to light orange-yellow signifying that fall had reached their door. She couldn't help but smile; fall was always her favorite season; it reminded her of her parents. Her father's wolf, from his Dark Autumn fur, always seems to be in place in the frost. At the same time, her mother was Kincha Brown, who always seemed to

"Go on." The boys removed their masks one by one. "No way," "Boss?" "Adrian?" "Babe?" Zoe waved her hands in the air. "Wait a damn minute. So, let me get this straight, Chris, Jack, and Poet Wilder are Crimson Clan." "You can't forget about Apollo River, the Mafia King." Chris joked. "Oh no, we can't forget that." "And let me get this straight, Zoe Autumn, our Lead consultant. Sandra Pearl, our Corporate Broker. Nina Elizabeth, and Alicia Sun, our Ethical Hackers, are members of the most desired Ruby Tears."

***** Cassandra walks down the corridor heading for her quarters, the dark stone walls of the palace walls unsettling as they always have, as she turns the corner she comes face to face with Ophelia, a fellow witch and also the bane of her existence. Ophelia smiles, her fiery red hair framing her face, her green eyes gleaming an unusual colour in the dim corridor. Her cloak conceals her entire form. Ophelia is a gifted witch who, unlike her, has everything delivered to her door with a single snap of her pretty fingers. On the other hand, Cassandra has to work day and night to finally reach where she is today and be able to earn a spot in Lord Carlton elite soldiers. But what is unexpected fo

I cooked up an image in my head and let myself believe it. What about Tessa’s post-mortem pictures? The procession was almost at the church now. The night was slowly falling and my candle had burned out. The sun turned into a giant ball of orange. By the time we got to the front of the church, it cast a reddish glow that tinted the sky a shade of purple that was actually beautiful. It reminded me of summertime in San Frease with Tim and Harry and I lounging by my dad’s pool enjoying fresh orange juice while we talked about girls and games.

I wondered what the fuck her mind would be doing right now if she knew what I was doing. My brain halted in its tracks as I took in the well-dress black suit presence of Critsy walking in with two guards by his side in matching suits. His long red hair that went just passed his ears had to be taking all of the other guests by surprise but still there he stood. We made eye contact and I waited for him to look away in anger as he’d been for so long knowing I’d killed his companions but instead today he gave me a nod and smile then shook his head like he couldn’t believe it himself. My entire body exploded into goosebumps and I knew, the Crimson Priestess had struck again. This was why he was h

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

Her expression was one of surprise, as was mine, which soon after became serious; Prince Crowther was sitting next to her, everyone stared at me, I saluted the commander who broke the awkward silence. _______ This is Blacke Livet, one of the best we currently have in the corporation, my eyes fell to Ayla's that brought an expression that I couldn't decipher - Mr. Livet, will accompany Miss Ayla throughout our corporation, she chose military area to exercise the next test of the dispute for the Diamond crown .. - I nodded in a positive sign understanding the reason why she was there - Your Highness, you can choose to go with them or stay here in my company... Nathan Crowther is the scum of al