The Bad Guys Crimson Paw Novels & Stories

I said as I took the large and rough hand belonging to the large were-cat standing in front of me, but instead of shaking it, he bowed and brought my knuckles to his lips. “My apologies Alpha, I am Crimson, Kolby Crimson. First Zeta and Deputy, to King Armand, It is a pleasure to meet you.” He said, releasing my hand and must have noticed my confusion. “I am like your Beta, a second in command. Our ranks differ from the wolves and bears,” he explained. I nodded in understanding, “It is nice to meet you Crimson.” I tipped my head back at him, not quite giving him a bow, as my ranking is higher, to do that would be to show weakness.

With over 14 points of saturation points, he had sufficient physical strength. He went to his room and open the big freezer and put all the dead bugs inside. That would stop the bodies from rotting before he extracted the usable ingredients from them. He then opened his sling bag and put all the gray-colored crystal on his bed. These soul crystals were the manifestation of the elemental affinity of beasts, the low-level beast in purple-bushes commonly had an affinity to Earth Elements. He had earned 4 gray-crystals from today's scouting. "Ah, Shit... NOT again!" Creed's hair stood up as he noticed something frightening.

"And the Ghost is born. Are you certain about this, Agent? Once you step through those gates, the Bureau cannot pull you out. You are officially an unregistered rogue." "I’ve been a ghost for ten years," Dante replied, his eyes tracing the silhouette of his mother’s face on a burning photograph before it turned to cinder. "Is the Vanni introduction set?" "It is. Enzo 'The Cleaver' Vanni is bleeding thirty million dollars a week because the Marcone family is raiding his northern supply lines. He’s desperate, paranoid, and looking for unlisted muscle. But he will test you, Dante. He’ll want to see if you bleed blue or crimson."

Because I did not know what else to do, I took it and he led me forward until I could have sworn we were directly under the moon, then he brought out his claws. I flinched slightly, but did not run, there was some kind of power stronger than myself holding me in place, bending my will to his. His eyes were more silver than blue now, and I shivered in fear as he stepped closer to me. With a single claw, he traced the delicate pulse on my neck, and I sucked in a breath as he pushed his claw harder, hurting me, drawing blood.

"Go on." The boys removed their masks one by one. "No way," "Boss?" "Adrian?" "Babe?" Zoe waved her hands in the air. "Wait a damn minute. So, let me get this straight, Chris, Jack, and Poet Wilder are Crimson Clan." "You can't forget about Apollo River, the Mafia King." Chris joked. "Oh no, we can't forget that." "And let me get this straight, Zoe Autumn, our Lead consultant. Sandra Pearl, our Corporate Broker. Nina Elizabeth, and Alicia Sun, our Ethical Hackers, are members of the most desired Ruby Tears."

“Ronan thinks there’s more to it. He suspects a couple of women from another pack are involved, but he doesn’t have proof.” “Proof?” I frown, shocked. “A vampire and a giant wolf literally attacked us. What else does he need?” “The wolf was rogue. No pack ties. But the vampire… we think he’s linked to a vampire faction called The Crimson Court.” Her voice hardens, and that strange glow returns to her eyes. “We don’t know what they want yet. And the rogue didn’t carry ID. No one in the Hollowbane Pack recognized his scent, either. That’s the problem. Rogues are loners. They’re often hired to do dirty jobs anonymously. Even if Ronan accuses the other pack, he needs solid evidence to back it up

Without being told, they knew that their battle with the destroyer had just began. Without fear, The Crimson Eye pack clashed with the destroyer. Their loud snarls and growls made sure to disrupt the peace of the night. Tessa, Damon, and the other pack members fought with so much dexterity. Unfortunately, the destroyer wasn't like any rival that they had encountered in the past. It's claws were so massive that it could easily tear twenty wolves into pieces, at once. As the moment intensified, Tessa was lucky that the creature barely missed her arms.

I spun and started running towards Abigail’s house, Crimson growled in my head, “let me out, he’s catching up too fast.” “NO!” I screamed out loud and I felt her pushing through, I could feel him right behind us and tears blurred my vision as I shifted. The man stopped as Crimson spun on him, his eyes went wide as she stalked towards him, her jaws open showing off her canines and she lunged for him, her front paws hitting his chest and he fell to the forest floor. He rolled to his side and shifted, he was a brown wolf, smaller than Crimson and she cackled in our head, as they both rounded each other. I heard paws hitting the earth hard and heavy coming up behind him and that’s when Maximu

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 was already doing it, you did not have to yank it off me!” Lev says nothing. His rough hand pushes the heavy door open wide. Then he shoves me hard inside. I stumble. Yelp. The box is small. Dark red walls. Two soft chairs. A low table with a bottle and one glass. Half full. Blood red liquid. And a man. His back is to me. Shirtless. Skin pale like snow. Tattoos cover every inch. Black ink. Wolves. Knives. Skulls. Snowflakes. In the middle, huge, the Morozov crest. The same wolf.