Iron Man Armored Adventures Crimson Dynamo Novels & Stories

It would give them a chance to interfere in pack matters. Just as these thoughts crossed my mind, making my heart feel constricted under the pressure, the blank screen finally connected the call and the face of an unknown man appeared on the screen. Alpha Krimson had long black hair that touched his shoulders. It reminded me of Darcia in his late teens. But somehow, this man managed to make it look intimidating and professional at the same time. However, the most noticeable feature about the man who seemed to be built like a tank, were his bright red eyes. A definitive sign of a rogue wolf.

It took a great amount of strength to achieve that. “So, you had something to be arrogant about,” Igneous snorted. “Technique of the 1st – Crimson Skin” Igneous’ skin turned red as tiny furs that could not be seen wholly with the naked eyes covered his exposed arms and legs. His eyes flashed coldly as he pushed forward again, but this time, Jack didn’t wait for him. He too dashed ahead, pulling back his right arm and gathering star energy into it. His eyes flashed brightly as they turned blue and the muscles in his arm bulged out greatly. With a deafening roar, Igneous and Jack clashed, shaking the arena and the crowd!

I asked him. “Ah it seems you don’t know everything,” he said. “Like I told you, it’s stuff I made up and dreamt about,” I said to him. “The man you spent all your time with, Damon Woods, he’s an Enforcer,” Calvin said. “Is he like you?” I asked him as my heart started beating loudly. “In a way, we’re wolves, they’re jaguars,” he said. “What is an enforcer?” I asked him as pieces started fitting together. Damon knowing things, always being awake when I was no matter what the time. Damon always finding me. Damon sniffing the air just like Calvin had done, his eyes slightly changing.

“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.”

The heavy iron gates of the Silver Crescent fortress swung open, and the vanguard of the Crimson Dominion marched inside. ​They were magnificent and terrifying. Hundreds of elite royal warriors, clad in black-and-crimson armor forged from enchanted metals, moved in perfect, synchronized symmetry. Their movements were entirely silent, save for the rhythmic thud of their boots. The sheer martial power radiating from them was enough to make the Silver Crescent warriors look like children playing with sticks. ​And then, the air shifted.

Dylan nods and returns to his place in the van, followed by the two warriors, and resumes the march. The guards were watching the vans loaded with warriors, which emanate a powerful energy, and cannot help but fear them. They were a mighty force of warriors who, if they wanted to, could destroy the Crimson Pack. When the vans stop in front of the packhouse, Drake and his Luna Cadence are waiting for him with a smile on their lips, as well as Willy and his mate Donna. - Alpha Dylan! - Willy says as he walks down the stairs toward his alpha, craning his neck in submission.

He was shocked of her new found powers and he moved back holding his cheeks. "Firstly, I don't love cowards, secondly you are of no match to my taste, you are not even a prince, just some stupid low life ugly person, look Damon or whatever your name is, do not mess with me, I can ruin your entire life with just a snap of finger, Maybe my sister can find you attractive, now get the hell out of this place!" Crimson said yelling the last word. "But Luna I..." Damon was cut short as crimson placed her sword on his neck.

"You sold your soul to Julian for cheap power, and now you have nothing left." "I just need what is inside that safe!" Dominic screamed, swinging the iron bar wildly in the air. "Your father owned the syndicate! He built their routing systems! The secondary key inside this wall gives me immunity! Give it to me!" Alexander stepped forward with terrifying speed. Before Dominic could swing the metal bar again, Alexander grabbed Dominic's wrist, twisting it hard until the bar clattered against the floor. With one powerful push, Alexander slammed Dominic against the cold stone wall, holding him tight by his neck.