King Crimson Jojo Novels & Stories

**Blood Rain** layers on top—corrosive violet downpour. The Court rides with me. Seras sunrise-nukes the skull swarm. Lucian dragonfire melts the bone constructs. Kayo’s tails guillotine the lesser lords. Rowan erases timelines with a word. Nerida eats the void leaks. Remy and I tandem the boss. I **Crimson Forge** blood armor around us. He coyote-gold claws the echo’s face. I speak Line 777—contract void. The echo screams. I finish with **Sanguine Eclipse**.

But then came the hardest name. Josiah. Even saying it tasted bitter. He was once the hope of Crimson Pack, the Alpha born to lead, to heal what his father had destroyed. Instead, he became worse than the one before him. I could still see, in Mia’s memories, the night he struck her. The way his hand fell again and again, her tears mixing with blood on the cold stone floor. Frynn’s voice had broken the silence. “He deserves death.” I didn’t respond immediately.

At least none that he knows of. "What?" "Rip it out, witch." His face was inches apart from him now. He reaches for his hand, a rough tug asking him to open up. Hiro tries to get away, but it was an exercise in futility. There's another ring of gold glowing around Joaquin's pupils before he leads his hand on top of his chest, on his skin, and then slowly sinks inside of it. Hiro's eyes widen when he feels something beating on his palm, and before he could even scream, Joaquin pulls away. There's a hole in the middle of his body and his eyes turn into pure gold as he falls dead on the ground.

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.

Jojo began to shake Angel, her demand urgent, "I want sugar in my..." But her words faltered as she caught sight of Lady Leggy, who stood watching her with an unwavering gaze. Jojo's attention shifted, captivated by the enigmatic figure. "Ooh, shiny person!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands like a toddler. She took slow, sheepish steps towards Lady Leggy, her eyes fixed on the elegant gown. Reaching Lady Leggy's presence, Jojo bowed deeply, her small hands reaching out to touch the hem of the gown. "I worship you," she declared, her voice filled with childlike wonder.

Ivor smirked, a flicker of appreciation in his eyes, and clapped Jonas on the shoulder. “That’s what I like to hear, straight to business, no time wasted. You’ll make it big in the world, young man. Go for the rewards, not the impossible. But we need to know where your friend Erico might be in Human Town. He has Zela with him. And you surely understand by now that the Crown Prince wants her back, she is his mate.” Jonas visibly flinched, his face contorting in profound shock.

Alpha Mike stepped forward, his voice steady and resolute, "We come in peace, seeking the crimson crystals that are said to be embedded within your chests. Do you have any from some of your fallen comrades? The world needs those crystals. We mean no harm, but we will not hesitate to defend ourselves if necessary." The crimson werewolves, their fur glistening in the moonlight, regarded the intruders with suspicion. One of them, with powerful muscles rippling beneath its crimson coat, spoke in a deep, rumbling voice, "You seek what is ours, and that will not be granted easily. The power of the crystals is not meant for outsiders."

All of his hype comes from his brothers, how good-looking he is or horny people who like smut-filled books. His brothers are just as famous as him. His eldest brother, Christian Crown runs a few strands of clubs and hotels. The middle brother, Khalil Crown is the maker and designer of the Crown. A car luxury brand, which became as popular as BMWs, Teslas, Lamborghinis, Mercedes and other car brands in just its first year of being produced. Soon enough they became on the same level as Rolls Royce, Lambos and other luxury cars. I do have to admit Crown cars are sexy as fuck.

Many hours later Leo felt as exhausted as Jojo looked, but all of a sudden Jojo’s skin started to ooze a green substance from his very pores. “Don’t touch him. You don’t want to accidentally get any of this on you. He’ll be fine now. We’ll have someone come in here and safely clean him and the bed up. While they do that can you bring him new clothes to wear?” The Druid was very careful not to touch the bed or Jojo. “I’ll get someone to bring it here. I want to stay with him for now.” Leo wouldn’t take no for an answer. He was not going to leave his friend alone for a pair of pants.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?