Sleepless King Crimson Novels & Stories

Mason interjects “Is that Crimson was her mate until she rejected him. And this is where it gets complicated – Now, in order for her to be crowned queen she must have found her mate or taken a chosen male. Crimson is locked into a blood contract with Gillian, the daughter of an asshole Lord who holds many councilmen and other ranking lords in his pocket. At the end of Crimson’s yearlong contract to Gillian, if he wants to contest the right to the throne he must challenge Princess Tawny,” “I see…” Tristan processes. “So, either way, you have until the contract is up before you or this Kolby Crimson can effectively be named king or queen.” “Correct,” I state again. “And I thought Hunji’s situa

He said and turned back to his chop board, Crimson rolled her eyes at his unnecessary tease and tip toed towards him, her eyes fixed on his bare back, she couldn't stop staring at him at all and she felt tempted to run her hands over his smooth broad bare back. "What are you looking at?" Kevin asked, making her jump up in surprise as his words had caught her off guard. "Eemm..ernn.... Nothing... Nothing at all, i'm hungry can I have something for breakfast?" She stuttered and asked. "No." Kevin simply replied coldly. "Why! I'm hungry!" She snapped at him with a pout. "Go wash up you look like a horror movie charecter!" Was his reply, Crimson's hissed and walked out of the kitchen.

The other alphas and royals watched with curiosity, their eyes fixed on the newcomers. The Alpha King, a regal figure seated at the head of the hall, observed their entrance with a raised eyebrow. His piercing gaze fell upon Lucius, and he spoke in a commanding tone. "Alpha Lucius, what brings the Crimson Pack to this gathering?" Lucius met the Alpha King's gaze, his voice cryptic yet assertive. "We come seeking truth and justice, Your Majesty. The Crimson pack brings itself before you in light of the recent events happening around the realm. Evil seems closer than expected"

They parted like the Red Sea, lowering their weapons and bowing their heads in absolute, terrifying reverence. ​Through the parted ranks walked a figure. ​He was impossibly tall, unnaturally slender, draped in robes of liquid shadow. His skin was the color of bleached parchment, his eyes entirely black voids. Resting upon his pale brow was a jagged, twisted crown forged of fused silver and Lycan skulls. ​The Crimson King. ​The ancient god of the vampires had returned to the surface. ​The King did not look at Alaric. He did not look at the screaming civilians. His black eyes locked directly onto Elara.

I thought she would at least tell her brother that she was the one that requested for me but she didn’t say anything and now I am going to face a very angry alpha king. Alpha Benardo is the alpha of the crimson moon pack and is known to be ruthless and unforgiven. Not only was he an alpha but he was king too. Many years ago, his forefathers had settled on the hills of Crimson and built a community that quickly grew wide and over the years, the royal family, as they came to be known, ruled the pack that grew in numbers to the point of becoming a whole kingdom which also became so powerful that no other packs stood a chance. Benardo took over as king at a very young age after his father was ki

“There are two differences between you and I.” “I do what is necessary to protect members of this land. Friends and foes alike. But you’re all in it for the power. Secondly, I am a true Crimson, something you can never be. Only a crimson Alpha can sit on the throne without turning to ashes.” “THEN LOOK AT MY PUPILS.” Duncan’s veins bulged from his neck as his eyes shone crimson, similar to Rhaella’s but dimmer. “I almost have the eyes of a crimson. I am almost a crimson. I can sit on the blazing throne without being burnt.”

“It doesn’t take a genius to figure out the key components. In fact, it was spelled out for us in the scrolls King Arman kept hidden.” I look at Crimson. He and Tawny had discovered the folder of documents in the palace wall one night. The discovery had played a major part in their relationship and so had Abner. Crimson sits listening, watching. His yellow eyes all seeing. It was his biological father that set today’s events in motion and it was his mate that beheaded him in one epic blow. No one knew, not even Kolby Crimson himself, the extent of his mystical magical. He was strong, fast, and could shift sizes and colors. He was attracted to magic and magic was drawn to him. Anything beyond

Joshua thinks that he wouldn't be that surprised if he starts to form wrinkles on his forehead and be deaf from listening to Leo's endless bleating like a goat. "I'm sorry, I don't follow. Who is Crystal Mayhem?" Joshua Brenner is quite a liar. He knows who is Crystal Mayhem, and it was only a coincidence that she happen to rent a room in his building for a week because of her work. And as Joshua Brenner see it as an opportunity for his "annoying" friend, he sent him to do the room service and this happened, just another normal day of being a good listener to his "worker's" fuss.

I get under the cover and within a minute, I doze off. I awoken with the sound of my door closing. I jump out of bed from the fear of being attacked by rogues again, my heart beating fast I look around the room to see if there's anyone else but there's no one. I sigh when I see a pair of sweatshirt and jean placed neatly on my bed. I take the clothes with me to the bathroom, The brush I used the other night is placed where I dropped it on the counter. I brush my teeth and change into the fresh pair of clothes. There's a nock on the door, I walk towards it and open it. The King is standing there, dressed in a pair of dark blue suit. His brown hair gel to perfection, not a strand out of place.

He makes no point of hiding the admiration on his countenance, nor the intrinsic arouse in his pheromones… which quickly reached Callisto's nostrils. No matter how hard they try to camouflage it… there's lust. Lustful eyes are on his mate. Callisto clutches the glass so hard that it bursts in his hand, making the music to immediately stop. Everyone looks startled at the King, who's holding shards of glass across his hand. Blood and wine mix and drip down his fingers… along with an intense smell of hostility that makes some people lose the strength of their legs and fall to their knees. Rhea looks around startled, then at Callisto, who remains seated, with yellow eyes glowing fiercely.