Six Crimson Cranes 2 Novels & Stories

As soon as Crimson blade finished her mission and jump-off out of the window. Aoi Akuma, who was standing on the branch of the tree, swiftly threw a dagger with attached folded paper on its holder. It penetrated precisely on bed’s wood frame just above Cederick, it almost got his head. Aoi Akuma terrifyingly smiles towards him before he jumps off following Crimson Blade.

A breathtaking place like a king's palace, a gold gate, and a vast expanse of flowers and tall trees surrounding the inner side of the estate wall. Her feet moved with awe and fear, her steps slowing as she approached the mansion's main door as if it were a monster that would swallow her. She entered the mansion with her mother—a vast, frightening space and opulence that took one's breath away. A middle-aged man with neatly combed black hair interspersed with a few gray strands stood there. It was Chris Myers, the richest man in America. He buttoned his suit jacket and extended his hand to Lila with a friendly smile.

“I’ll stall them. It’s what I’m good at.” “No,” Anaïs said. “They’ll kill you.” Crane gave a half-smile. “Only if I stop talking.” He stood and crossed to a wooden crate near the shelves. When he opened it, the scent of metal and oil filled the room. Inside was a compact satchel, already packed. “You’ll need supplies,” he said, handing it to Maris. “I pulled what I could. Food, flashlights, gauze, spare rounds. Keep moving. Head toward Haver. There’s a contact there. Same network. She’s quiet, but she owes me.”

I don't wanna play with some two-year-old! During the next two days, Crimson was like a woman possessed, going through all my dresses and accessories, trying to put together the perfect outfit for the day. The entire time my room was a mess with dresses scattered across the floor as she searched for what she considered to be the perfect dress for the day. On the day, Crimson had gone through my entire wardrobe twice and was by the end of it still going back and forth between two dresses she liked the look of, "Gosh, this is really difficult, I just can't choose which one I like best!"

I got home and just dashed towards her room in a hurry, I heard some weird sounds but just couldn't comprehend what they were. "Oh my god!! Charles knock, that's why there's a door" Crimson screamed while struggling to close her laptop. "Okay Crimson first of all I never really knock, secondly I barged in because you didn't pick any of my calls and lastly what the hell are you trying to hide on your laptop?". With that Crimson bounced off the bed and grabbed her laptop placing it behind her back, it was then I finally noticed what she was wearing. She wore a transparent black silky singlet that showed her two cups and hardened nipples, then had a matching lacy panties that looked obviously w

After some fighting, the three of them managed to kill two crimson demons and one green demon. The demon's bodies turned into rewards after they were defeated. There were twenty-five thousand spirit crystals in total. In truth, it was not that big a sum, but Tanner and the others suddenly appeared at that moment. Maxcus's side had just been through a large battle, and they were caught completely off guard. That was how all of them ended up injured. However, Tanner was not planning to kill them at all. Instead, he assured them that he wanted to let them go, but that was only if they gave him two hundred thousand spirit crystals as compensation! Of course, they would not be allowed to take the

After they headed toward the elevators, Regina glanced at the clock on the wall. Nearly noon. The day stretched ahead in predictable calm, and she let herself relax slightly, shoulders loosening. Then the email notification chimed softly on the computer screen. She turned, clicking it open absentmindedly. Subject: Crimson Hollow Alpha Convention — Full Capacity Booking Her stomach dropped so suddenly it felt like she’d missed a step on a staircase. She stared at the screen, the words blurring for a moment before snapping back into focus. Alpha Convention. Her pulse quickened, a cold ripple spreading through her chest.

The Red room sounds so cliche but I hope it is not what I actually think it is because that room name is popularly common in one thing. The door swings in and immediately dim red lights glow from the ceiling, the black walls drink the light. They are chains hanging from the ceiling. Then I saw many other things. Whips, paddles, strange metal toys line shelves. A large wooden X-frame stands in one corner. In the center, a suspension rig with rings and cuffs. They are mirrors on every wall so I see myself from all sides. The room is exactly what I think it is. I would be bare soon and weak. The room smells of leather and oil. My belly falls and my knees tremble.

"Close your eyes for me." "Mommy?" Little Cole grew curious as Kira slides a satin eye mask over her eyes. "It's just until we get on the highway, alright? Be a good girl and keep it on." "Okay mommy…" Cole obeys, sitting quietly as Kira drives out of the garage. She slams the brakes when a delirious Mr. Crane runs in front of the vehicle. Breathing hard and with a crazed look. Mr. Crane is naked and with sores covering his flesh. Some of them consume part of his scalp, where shiny brown hair used to grow. Each sore bleeds blue pus and his fingernails are the same toxic-blue color. He stares with eyes 'black as ink' as her husband described. Black veiny whites surrounding the iris's, Kira kn

Anthony nearly leaped for joy, his face lighting up with a smile that he could not hide if he tried. In the shadows by the door, Sebastian's expression darkened even more. I took Anthony's hand and turned to face the doorway, locking eyes with Sebastian, whose gaze was filled with jealousy and a hint of danger. Without a sound, my lips formed the words clear as day. "Well, Sebastian, the Carusos and Russos are joining forces in this lifetime. You won't stand a chance. "The only fate waiting for you is to die without a trace."