The Crimson Gardevoir Novels & Stories

Behind him, Ryder tapped the screen again. “I’ll keep digging. But from what I’ve seen…” He zoomed in on the red figure, tall, predatory, confident. “…the Crimson Rogue didn’t just infiltrate the kingdom.” He lifted his gaze to Xavier. “She hunted inside it.”

In which there is a split of the Crimson order of One-One, with the ancient order of Scarlet Desires from the legion of its various warrior vampires. Being that they are divided between their defenders of their entire race, even though none of them desires to annihilate their enemies with as much eagerness as Desires, the various champions of the Crimson Order of One-One, being from Paying Merah, the assassins, their spies, which will go from the lords of the red clouds, to the guardians, who are the red umbrellas. Desires, this is one of the guardians, he is next to his sister, immortal, Luxury, his sister, was everything he was, the woman had beautiful and full breasts, both had their red

Maltilda said. "How?" I asked. "The void of Crimson," she answered. "Oh I see, that void," I remembered the place. The void of Crimson was a place where people with Tadara's learn to control their Tadara's. It is used by humans whose Tadara's would cause heavy destruction in the human world if they try to train there. The void is the perfect place for them to release all their energy as the damage they do to the void heals fast. The damage done to the void does not have any effect on the natural human world.

My father takes a quick glance at us before gesturing to us to take our respective seats. He is sitting relaxedly, leaning comfortably against the soft cushion of his specially designed chair. He is tall- a bit taller than my mother, with a perfect build. His short yet thick black hair is swept backwards. In addition to his perfect look, he is wearing rimless glasses, making him look a hundred times more confident and charming. You can never guess that this handsome vampire is thousand years old. He is Harvey Judson, the merciless, righteous emperor, the sun of the vampire world.

Levi said in a whisper voice Azrael and Lexi both jumped down from the vent following Levi. What welcomed them was the stinky dungeon. The stench of body odor and dried blood lingers through the air and Azrael was just trying her best not to vomit. The smell made them nauseous but determination took over. They all looked through the cells of the dungeon. They were wolves from the Crimson Crest pack, lying down without strength. At first glance you might think they are dead but they are not. They are only covered with their own blood and sweat but they are still breathing… barely alive.

She darted her eyes on the image and watched the whole scene with unblinking eyes. Two crimson orbs peeking out in the darkness. The aura it emits was so strong and dangerous. She carefully stared at the two orbs and realized it was guarding something. There was a small crystal below and behind it was a purplish red orb that emits a faint light. When she was about to approach, the crimson orbs immediately released it’s powerful aura as it immediately ruined her spell.

Nakangiting pagpapaunlak ko at inalalayan si Crimson papasok sa entrance ng venue. ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

Still, it was enough to show other creatures that we werewolves weren't someone to be messed with. We also invited the Bloody Fangs. The Bloody Fangs was a group of strongest warriors without any ties to the 3 packs. Their most well-known warrior was their leader, The Crimson Warrior, who was also the most blood-lust warrior in the whole Lupo continent. His nickname came from the crimson helmet he kept wearing as he fought. I had heard that the Crimson Warrior himself would attend my ceremony. That made me wonder if he would wear his helmet or not. After all, no one had ever seen his face.

He had used only half of his strength in that water dragon, but most Chrysopoeia Graders had struggled to counter or tank that attack. "Unfortunately, you still made the mistake of pissing us off. You people are descendants of us—we left when Earth's mystique energy was depleted and left you inferior creatures out of our mercy. And now you're challenging us, your true elders and ancestors?! Imprudence!" He summoned 80% of his power and shot it out of him. It became a tidal wave threatening to swallow Logan whole. Crimson Guardian was the fiercest fighter of the Crimson Order, second only to the leader. Even Violet Venerable and Lady Selene would rather avoid this attack than to face it head-

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."