The Crimson King Novels & Stories

And Crimson was bleeding before the first battle even began. ....

Whatever happened today, he would accept. Aria walked to the center of the clearing, dressed in robes of crimson and silver, the first's power humming softly beneath her skin. She climbed the steps to the platform where her throne waited, carved from the stone of the mountain that had sheltered the Crimson Line for three thousand years. King Lucian rose to address the crowd. Wolves of the packs, he called out, his voice carrying across the silence. We gather today to witness something that has not happened in three thousand years. The crowning of the true Crimson heir, the wolf who united us against darkness, who defeated enemies that would have crushed lesser souls.

She closed her hands together " Just have a little faith in the goddess and the doctors, Alpha. The King will wake up one day." " Okay," I said and took the elevator to my office on the top floor. *************************************************** I immersed myself in work until Bryan mindlinked me that the new staff had arrived. I went down to meet them waiting at the front of the hospital. " Welcome to Crimson Pack, I'm Alpha Leo, Crown Prince of the Crimson Kingdom. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, to work for us but at the same time, we appreciate your presence here today. Your oath swearing will happen tonight and you'll officially become a memb

“By silencing you forever.” He gasps, his face turns purple due to lack of air. I scoff. In a heartbeat, his neck cracks and the next moment, he is lying lifeless on the floor. One leech out. I look at his lackeys, whose legs are rooted to the floor, looking at me like they have seen a ghost. Well, not a ghost, a vampire to be honest. Well, seeing the vampire crown prince is a one-time affair after all. I smirk, and the next moment, they join their leader, Alan, on the cold floor.

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.

Nathan shudder in fear, hearing his words. “Unfortunately, Aoi Akuma-sama want to keep you.” he squeezed Nathan face firmly. “Now, I wonder what is your connection to his beloved Crimson Blade and that girl.” Nathan stared fixedly at him in perplexed, ever since they picked them up and dragged, he always heard them say, ‘Crimson Blade’. ‘Who is Crimson Blade? And what is it?’

“Black Crimson has an extremely distinctive style. If you have someone else paint for him, it’s just going to be written off as a fake.” “No,” Hayden assured him. “It’s not.” When everyone merely frowned, confused, I groaned and rolled my eyes, willing him not to stick out his own neck or admit anything stupid. “No way,” I told him, slashing out a hand. “I’m not down with that plan.” But he didn’t have to say anything. Because Camille suddenly gasped. “Oh my God,” she murmured, gaping between me and Hayden with sudden realization. “Black Crimson isn’t just one person. You guys are like the Brothers Hildebrandt.” She spun to address my brother. “Aren’t you?”

His blood dropped inside the pot, and he took his mate's hands gently and cut the tip of her index finger. As her blood dropped to his blood in the pot, the mixture of blood turned white before it evaporated away, making all the creatures bow and holler with excitement, "long live the King and Queen." Alex collected the crown from Destiny and showed it to the people before turning to Nadazhda, then crowned it on her as the people screamed excitedly.