Emperor Crimson Novels & Stories

Nathan shudder in fear, hearing his words. “Unfortunately, Aoi Akuma-sama want to keep you.” he squeezed Nathan face firmly. “Now, I wonder what is your connection to his beloved Crimson Blade and that girl.” Nathan stared fixedly at him in perplexed, ever since they picked them up and dragged, he always heard them say, ‘Crimson Blade’. ‘Who is Crimson Blade? And what is it?’

"And no more princess. If less you accept, this princess is a badass and crazy and will kill every person you care for and love." "Consider me staying in line, princess." His words are quiet as I keep the point of the blade pressed firmly against his neck. My eyes on it, watching the tiny drop of blood run down his neck, my eyes slowly looking across her body as my breathing hitches. He is wild, and smells it as well. "Like what your eyes are eating princess?" His voice a growl.

It was pure. “They dared to piss on our gates, then went home by laying our dogs on pure trash,” the Emperor whispered, his voice creeping slowly through the pores of every elder present. Not a cry of fury, but rather a promise of absolute death. "Alexander Sterling... you may be immune to banking sabotage, but let's see if your European fangs are immune to pure dragon blades." The Emperor stood up. His golden silk robe fluttered. For a hundred years, he never left his throne in Asia. But tonight, pure imperial prestige had been slapped right in his face!

Aldric’s hand found hers instinctively, his grip warm and steady. The bond flared with protective intensity. “He won’t get near her,” Aldric said firmly. Marcus studied him carefully. “You’re her mate.” “Yes.” The Alpha of Crimson Hollow nodded once. “That helps.” Regina blinked. “How?” “Blood Moon wolves are strongest when bonded,” Marcus explained. “The connection stabilizes their power.” She looked down at her hand still clasped in Aldric’s. The bond pulsed warmly. “So the mate bond…” “…may have awakened your abilities faster,” Marcus finished.

My eyes were no longer gold or sapphire. They were the color of a fresh wound. Pure, liquid crimson. The Debt was paid. But the Empress was just getting started.

- The Crimson Vanguard. I stared at the letter. The paper didn't burst into flames, and my pulse didn't spike. I just felt a deep, profound exhaustion settle into my heavy, iron-laced bones. "Who are the Crimson Vanguard?" I asked quietly. "Remnants," Valerius spat, crossing his arms. "The Emperor's elite guard. The ones who managed to flee the capital before Cord and Torin tore the palace down. They’ve been hiding in the western ash-wastes for fourteen years, scavenging scraps of Starved Iron."

Yet they were completely human. At first, researchers believed they had discovered an evolutionary mutation. Years of study proved otherwise. Their blood contained microscopic structures no known human possessed. The structures behaved almost like living organisms. They communicated. Adapted. Protected their host. Every attempt to isolate them failed. Outside the body they quickly became dormant. Inside the body they transformed human physiology. The researchers gave the phenomenon a name. 'Crimson Blood.' Interest spread rapidly. Governments invested enormous resources. Private corporations offered unlimited funding. Military organizations saw opportunity.

Josiah thundered. "Hmph, what nonsense. If he's so powerful, bring him before me!" Adrian said, "I'll tear him into a thousand pieces!" "Foolish mortal, I’ll kill you! The Scarlet Summit Emperor is enraged and will tear you into a thousand pieces!" Josiah roared, and the surrounding tormented spirits let out eerie, mournful screams. At his call, more and more of them kept coming from all sides.

I really like your laugh," Apollo said, eyeing me adoringly. He really knows how to get my blood flowing. "Since I'm bedridden, there is something I have always been curious about." He looked at me skeptically. "Go on." "How did Crimson Clan become what it is today?" He chuckled. "That's it?" "I always wondered how seven teenagers created a solid empire." "Well, trial and error, timing and circumstances. Of the seven of us, Cassian and I were born into Mafia families. Our extended history taught us to appreciate each other's strengths. The Moon Clan were specialists in creating the next best things in weaponry, and that knowledge was passed on to Cassian. As a result, he designs, produces, o

I said as I took the large and rough hand belonging to the large were-cat standing in front of me, but instead of shaking it, he bowed and brought my knuckles to his lips. “My apologies Alpha, I am Crimson, Kolby Crimson. First Zeta and Deputy, to King Armand, It is a pleasure to meet you.” He said, releasing my hand and must have noticed my confusion. “I am like your Beta, a second in command. Our ranks differ from the wolves and bears,” he explained. I nodded in understanding, “It is nice to meet you Crimson.” I tipped my head back at him, not quite giving him a bow, as my ranking is higher, to do that would be to show weakness.