King Crimson Jojo Novels & Stories

It meant only one thing—Jojo might not be herself anymore. A normal person might not think that way, but someone from the Mystic circles would! After all, many evil techniques in the Mystic world allow one to take over another person's body. "I met a friend and discussed financing. He has connections at Lumigen Pharmaceuticals, and I wanted to see if he could help save our collaboration with them." Marilyn lied to see if there was anything wrong with Jojo. "Lumigen Pharmaceuticals is already working with the Jovy family. Going to them now is probably pointless. But if you want to try, go ahead. I'll head back first."

Crimson said as she detached herself from her brother, her voice almost in tears. Jorkallun wiped his tears off his eyes. "I am not crying anymore." "I can't believe this is you Crimson." Jason voice brought the red haired girl gazes at him. Unlike Jorkallun who got red eyeballs, Crimson eyes were that of a Lava. "Jason." She whispers and Jason left his position to meet her, he hugged her tightly, Crimson return the hug. He was there when Jorkallun had announced the birth of his sister, he watches as she grows up into a beautiful girl and a warrior. He took her like his sister and had cried for almost five years when he heard of her death.

"Go get your man!" "Jojo!?"

She wanted red instead. Marco did not question her. He asked for red dresses, and Elena chose one that made her look controlled and powerful. They continued to jewelry stores and shoe boutiques with the same fast pace. Whenever Elena tried to check prices, Marco gave her a look that told her she needed to stop thinking like a doctor with loans and start thinking like someone who was about to help run a criminal empire. She was trying, but it was still hard to understand.

“Black Crimson has an extremely distinctive style. If you have someone else paint for him, it’s just going to be written off as a fake.” “No,” Hayden assured him. “It’s not.” When everyone merely frowned, confused, I groaned and rolled my eyes, willing him not to stick out his own neck or admit anything stupid. “No way,” I told him, slashing out a hand. “I’m not down with that plan.” But he didn’t have to say anything. Because Camille suddenly gasped. “Oh my God,” she murmured, gaping between me and Hayden with sudden realization. “Black Crimson isn’t just one person. You guys are like the Brothers Hildebrandt.” She spun to address my brother. “Aren’t you?”

An airy laugh echoed out her lips in a two-toned voice. "This is bad. Hope Garrix senses this right now." Joshua gritted his teeth, seeing that he was majorly screwed right now. All the kids were single-handedly beaten by her. There was no telling how strong she could be. This was what Garrix was talking about, the unparalleled power of the Crimson Bride. His brown eyes shrunk just how close she quickly she was running towards him. "DIE!" _______________________________________________ Back at the school cafeteria, the Werewolf Halfling in secret hung out with Dorian, Maddie and Zack whilst they were in the midst of their conversation.

He was going to follow her and say all that was on his mind when he heard the front door open “Jared?” he heard Xavier scream “What’s wrong? Why are you screaming again?” he asked, impatiently “There is another dead body. It is a kid’s body again. We have to find a way to stop this. The people of Crimson valley are starting to lose their patience. It is a matter of time before thing go out of hand here. They are not buying my story of peace and unity anymore and they thing the blue silver pack has something to do with it” Xavier said

I tell him, frowning as I watch him reach his hand out to touch the crystal. Glancing back at me, Kai offers a small smile before he says, “and yet if I don’t you’ll grow old and die, as well the spirits and all immortal beings. And probably the planet too, right?” I glance aside unhappily. “So, I have little choice… if you think about it. Without the spirits, Hafgan claims my body and I’ll be nothing but a memory you have,” he continues with a whispered tone. I can tell he is afraid by the shaking of his words, but he knows as much as I do that this is the only way to bring things back to how they should and it isn’t as though they required his life - just his blood.

"The Marcone vanguard attempted a kinetic extraction. The asset is unharmed. I neutralized the targets." Enzo sprinted over, his boots splashing through the blood-slicked concrete. He looked at the three dead hitmen, then at Dante’s bleeding shoulder, and finally down at Isabella, who was cowering behind Dante’s massive frame, her hands covering her face, her shoulders shaking with violent, silent sobs.

⸻ The image darkened. The Crimson One stepped away from his brothers. ⸻ Toward a glowing object hidden beneath the earth. ⸻ A crystal. ⸻ Dark red. ⸻ Beautiful. ⸻ Wrong. ⸻ The moment he touched it— Everything changed. ⸻ The vision exploded. ⸻ Darkness spread across the world. ⸻ Cities burned. ⸻ Wars erupted. ⸻ Entire kingdoms fell. ⸻ The Crimson One watched it all with fascination.