The Crimson King Novels & Stories

"By the grace and the one that choose by our Goddess! Our new King is not other than..." The crowed were all waiting for the announcement. They were kept on shouting the name of the person they want the most. All of them were wishing for the victory of their King. Severus could not deny the nervous that he felt at that moment. Meanwhile, Gregor sat firmly seeming like he was sure for his victory. He glanced at Severus and give him a brief smile. *** "King Severus Abrham of the Crimson blood pack!" The king shouted and the entire gymnasium were filled very happy hearing the result.

I heard a low growl from Paul, but he kept mute with a warning sign from me as Kim spoke again. “The Crimson Wolves is a group of loyal wolves whose sole aim in life is to spill blood. In a more basic statement, the Crimson Wolves are warriors, fighting for whatever our Master says is right. We swear allegiance to only one ruler, and he dictates everything we do. As a result, we've been involved in numerous killings, notable among them being assassinations. Kings, Alphas, Betas, Gammas, Chiefs, Elders…whatever rank they may be, they are living. And living things can die.”

“I did. When I first saw Crimson, it came to me. I saw a man with dark skin, like the bark on the trees. He was smiling down, a needle in his hand. He looked like Kolby Crimson but darker and it left me with a feeling of evil. “The man in my vision was powerful… a witch. In that same vision flashes of a ruby-red stone appeared to me. The dark man held it like he was happy to possess it, plucking it from a gold crown.” I shoved my chair back, the feet scraping along the floor as I did so. “And you think the stone you saw in the vision is one of the magic ones?” Morgan nods her head at me, standing from Hunji’s lap, “I do and after Rhett told us the crown was stolen, I’m thinking they are one

I hurried out the last part, not really knowing how to explain how they died and I was eager to join the battle and kill all these things, now I knew how. He gave a low and deep purr in acknowledgment, and then warriors began shifting all around us, picking up weapons that lay on the ground, ones they had dropped from when they had shifted into their ‘were’ forms. Other fighters came rushing with swords in their hands and throwing their extras to fellow comrades, delving back into the fight, weapons at the ready. “Hold the line!” Crimson commanded, his deep voice repeating my words from only moments ago, taking charge as a true leader should. He suddenly fell to the ground, clutching his che

She tried to hide her frustration as best she could, "That's very considerate of his majesty. It would be rude of us to turn down such an offer." Trying to hide her frustration, Crimson thought to herself, 'The king clearly just wants to show everyone that he favours Sash, so they believe the rumours going around that she's going to wed the prince after her coming-of-age ceremony. Such low-handed tricks to try and sway a child's future decision!' The knight escorted Crimson and me onto the carriage. Once we were on, the knight started the carriage, and we began to head to the castle, which was only an hour away from our estate by design, so it would help with Walter's daily commute to the co

" Cab you stop with this?" " What ? Cigarettes? These are not real cigarettes,i just like the way it tastes!" He laughed. The King shook his head while beckoning over at two me with his fingers.The men who were dressed in a black suit ,came over next to him,and vlycanned quickly,but only their face. "Follow them! " The King told Dylan. " Hold..hold..hold on..! Where? What is my mission?" "The Crimson Claws Pack brought some of their strongest wolves down in Helvettia..Some who followed this pack said that the Alpha has just give them some days off! I don't believe this! I'm sure that this is a conspiracy! "

"The clubhouse... it’s lit up like a Christmas tree, Prez. But those aren't our colors on the gate." Ruan’s jaw set into a hard, white line. He didn't slow down. "Describe them." "Red and gold," Vulture spat. "The Crimson Kings. They’re a gutter gang from the valley. They wouldn't dare breathe our air if the Phantoms were whole." "They think the King is dead," I whispered, clutching Ruan’s waist. I could feel the heat radiating off him, a simmering volcano ready to erupt. "They think the board is clear."

It was obvious he hadn't been expecting us, his eyes blazing with rage, his aura surging as he commanded his army, flames surrounding him as he slayed our men and women without mercy. So, this was the Crimson King… This was the man who hurt my family… Two of the fire wolves lunged at me, but Rayhan knocked them aside, killing one in seconds. The second followed seconds later, its blood splattering over my grey fur. I scanned the crowds and saw that Alejandro had now shifted. His Lycan form towered above all the wolves as he let out a vicious growl, engaging in battle with the Crimson King. The Djinn’s power was immense, and he w

The pride of those Alphas, their need to clear their consciences… was leading their people to ruin. “Send more men,” I ordered. “Have them watch from the shadows. Have them intervene if the situation gets out of hand. I don’t want any more innocents to die because of their leaders’ whims.” “Yes, my King,” he said firmly, leaving without delay. I sighed, setting the map aside. I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to calm the storm in my mind. And then I felt it. That brazen presence, impossible to ignore. “You may enter, Krimson,” I murmured, before he poked his head in.

Like winter had been waiting in a locked room. “By igniting the silver fire to kill the Ice-Wyrm,” the Goddess warned, “you acted as a magical beacon.” Her physical form began to unravel, violently into mist. “You woke the old world. The continent across the Black Sea has felt your pureblood pulse. The Crimson Court knows you’re alive. And they are already here.” “Wait!” I shouted, pushing forward. “Who is the Crimson Court?” But the Goddess, kind of completely dissolved, left behind nothing at all except that echo of her last, haunting saying, “The blood-drinkers have come for the crown.”