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CRIMSON AND FUR Thirty six
If my instincts were correct, we were somewhere on the downside of California. I took the bag off my head as soon as they killed the engine. "You're to keep that on till we've brought you before the master. If that would be difficult for you to do with your hands freed, we'd only be too glad to tie them at the back for you." One of the Vampires sitting in the front seat said, and I wondered not for the first time just how dumb they were -- for people who claimed to be the smartest on the planet. When they finally took off the bag from my head, I was in a long dusty hall. Again, the dusty emptiness was triggering a memory, one that I knew was very crucial, but I could not just recall what it was. "Come forward, dear friend." The teenage -- looking Vampire at the other end of the hall said, and knowing he was not asking, I stepped forward. "You know you could have used the good ole cell phone. It would have saved us the time -- of course, you can always hide your caller I
Last Updated : 2025-03-12CRIMSON AND FUR Thirty seven
The night's air blew a whiff of the scent of roses to me, and for some reason, it reminded me of the long, empty, dusty hall I had just been in with the grandmaster of the Thinkers. That was odd since I had not noticed any scent of roses while I had been there, only acrid dust -- then it hit me! The only connection between roses and the empty grandmaster's hall was Valerie. I stopped running immediately as though I had suddenly run into a wall. Valerie. Why was her name coming up a lot in my mind today, and what could be the connection! But that was not a question I was asking myself, because I already knew the answer. The first time I had spoken with Valerie, she had led me into an empty dust-covered mathematics lab, and there had been roses. It could have been a coincidence that the Thinkers happened to like dust -- or maybe they were not even particular about dust, maybe that was just the place that was available for them, yet Valerie was becoming linked with the thinkers and
Last Updated : 2025-03-13CRIMSON AND FUR one
This book is a work of fiction and the characters and institutions mentioned are totally fictionJourney with Amelia through her unforgettable college experiences as she escapes death several times, falls in love and is faced with the choice to choose between honour and love.If you like this book, please like and follow to encourage me the author.###I could still hear my uncles arguing with my father downstairs as I lay in my bed and pretended to be reading a history text book. It would look good if anyone of my uncles barged in after barely knocking and found me reading -- at least I hoped it would make them support my decision to go to college at the state.I flipped the pages of the book, something about Christopher Columbus discovering America and blah blah blah, I didn't really care. What I wanted to hear was their decision at the end of the long argument. My father is king so his decision is always final but most times, he tends to let his judgment get swayed by his brothers.
Last Updated : 2025-01-09CRIMSON AND FUR two
AmeliaI was driven up to the varsity in a limo and I half expected the college students to line up to welcome me, their princess but the school hardly noticed my arrival. Freshmen students and their parents were received in a large auditorium were many people I couldn't even remember their names and offices gave countless number of speeches until when I thought I was going to fall asleep in my seat out of boredom, we were shown to our dorms, parents hugged their wide eyed children and cried while some students like me who came alone tried not to look too lost as we tried to find our rooms.I stared up at the room number that was going to be the name of my new home, afraid to enter, scared that if I did, I was making it permanent. I couldn't just run back home to my Daddy when I lost courage. I was so lost in thought, I didn't see the beautiful tall blonde who had come to stand in front of me until she spoke.''Well Daddy's little girl is scared.'' She said mimicking the voice of a li
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AmeliaHe hadn't told me his name, yet I was pressed in a dark room into a corner, walled in by the door, the wall and him, letting him do things to me I had once only heard Juliet and Helen talk about and causing me to make strange animal noises.His tongue stroked mine, teasing, showing me the sweetest agony I had ever known and just when I thought he had shown me everything, his fingers started a new rythm on my chest. My gown was half way down now and shame burned my face when he lowered his lips to the exposed skin, but it was pleasure that made me cry out. He muffled my cries with his mouth again and when he brought his lips to my ear it was to whisper ''Keep screaming like that and you'll bring the entire frat party into this room to find out what's going on and for some reason, I don't want you to be discovered half dressed.''I started to apologise but it only ended in a moan as he bit the tip of my ear and then kissed it.My chest was still bare so that when he shifted sligh
Last Updated : 2025-01-09CRIMSON AND FUR four
AmeliaIt was a week since my encounter with the hot frat guy. He hadn't told me his name, and yet somehow, his face -- the whole of him had been imprinted in my head.Tall, tan, shaggy blond hair and the bluest eyes I had ever seen with a body that was fit only for a god. He was the first man to kiss me, to touch me and also the first man to threaten my life.I shivered only thinking about the fact that he could hear every sound around me. How many people was he listening to right now? How many people had he threatened.... or was he only angry with nineteen year old vampires who had the misfortune to come to his school?Even as I asked those questions silently in my head, I knew the answer. He hated vampires and didn't think anything of killing one, I wondered why I was still alive.I took off my clothes and tied a towel around my chest, wondering if he could hear the fabric of my dress as I lifted it above me head -- if he could tell what the sound was. Thinking about that alone bro
Last Updated : 2025-01-09CRIMSON AND FUR five
AMELIAI came back from class tired and worn out, wanting nothing more than to crash on my bed. I could take a short nap. Sleeping in the afternoon didn’t mean I was getting old.It was a standard joke at home that started when I was six and Helen had been reading a bedtime story to me. I had taken a fancy to an old woman who according to the book needed lots of sleep in the afternoon. Having never seen an old person before, I marveled at her gray scanty hair, her wrinkles and how bent she was over her walking stick. My family who were over a hundred years old were still strong and looked young and yet here was this woman who was only eighty looking so feeble. The next day when my father had said he needed to take a nap, I had gotten so scared and shouted ‘are you turning into an old woman Daddy.’ It took a lot of explaining for me to get out of punishment that day, and then after that, it became a family joke – sleeping in the afternoon was for old women.I smiled. Only thinking abou
Last Updated : 2025-01-09CRIMSON AND FUR six
AMELIAMy days passed uneventfully at the varsity. Hot frat party guy still refused to tell me his name. He still kept draining information from me about my Daddy. I didn’t believe he could come close to killing him and so I answered all of his questions – truthfully. I really don't know how to die -- or so I believe.He still kept up the sexual energy, kissing me at times, touching me in places his hands had no business going to, until I stopped trying to decieve myself. I had a crush on him, a massive one and I think he knew it. I guess it made him feel big and powerful, it made me feel small and powerless.I and Clarrisa had finally gotten to some unspoken understanding of some sorts, she stopped trying to make me talk about frat guy and I stopped stuttering. Most of the times now, she was wrapped up in her romance with one Percy King, I didn’t ask her about him either.I was passing beside the basketball court, already late for an evening class when I saw a two basketball players.
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CRIMSON AND FUR Thirty seven
The night's air blew a whiff of the scent of roses to me, and for some reason, it reminded me of the long, empty, dusty hall I had just been in with the grandmaster of the Thinkers. That was odd since I had not noticed any scent of roses while I had been there, only acrid dust -- then it hit me! The only connection between roses and the empty grandmaster's hall was Valerie. I stopped running immediately as though I had suddenly run into a wall. Valerie. Why was her name coming up a lot in my mind today, and what could be the connection! But that was not a question I was asking myself, because I already knew the answer. The first time I had spoken with Valerie, she had led me into an empty dust-covered mathematics lab, and there had been roses. It could have been a coincidence that the Thinkers happened to like dust -- or maybe they were not even particular about dust, maybe that was just the place that was available for them, yet Valerie was becoming linked with the thinkers and
CRIMSON AND FUR Thirty six
If my instincts were correct, we were somewhere on the downside of California. I took the bag off my head as soon as they killed the engine. "You're to keep that on till we've brought you before the master. If that would be difficult for you to do with your hands freed, we'd only be too glad to tie them at the back for you." One of the Vampires sitting in the front seat said, and I wondered not for the first time just how dumb they were -- for people who claimed to be the smartest on the planet. When they finally took off the bag from my head, I was in a long dusty hall. Again, the dusty emptiness was triggering a memory, one that I knew was very crucial, but I could not just recall what it was. "Come forward, dear friend." The teenage -- looking Vampire at the other end of the hall said, and knowing he was not asking, I stepped forward. "You know you could have used the good ole cell phone. It would have saved us the time -- of course, you can always hide your caller I
CRIMSON AND FUR Thirty five
I drew in a breath. "I'm sorry Percy. I'm sorry for being stupid enough to be born a vampire, but those are reflexes I cannot control. I was alone, in a new place, and you were intimidating me, turning me on, but with the most commanding tone, I have ever known. Perhaps that was just my instincts acting, maybe, I wanted to leverage."'And do you have it now? Your leverage -- what has changed? Have you suddenly decided to trust me? There was a cynical bitterness in his voice, veiled by the cold indifference in his eyes. It shocked me.'You have not answered me, Amelia,' he prodded. 'What made you decide to trust me?' I lifted my chin. 'Trust is to be earned.'He lifted a brow, and a slow sardonic smile curved at his lips. 'And I have done nothing to earn it -- so you don't trust me?' I shook my head in answer when I saw he was waiting for one, confused as to why the answer to that question mattered so much to him. I did not have much time to think again, this time when he p
CRIMSON AND FUR Thirty four
AMELIAThings got better after the car accident. Percy took off the silver from my neck, and he must have told his park to stay off me because everyone left me alone, but the damage was already done, I was broken.Every time I saw a couple walk hand in hand, I remembered Percy. I remembered what it had been like to kiss him for the first time, to have him make love to my body, even though he despised my mind. I could still feel the rough hands of the beta who had assaulted me anytime I sighted him, and he seemed to know how I felt, I guess it made him feel more like a male. I hadn't fed since the night of the club incident, and I felt very weak, though I tried to hide it. Even the thought of hunting alone drained my strength, so I was not tempted. Trying to cheer myself, I asked Alexa to play me a Johnny Drille song as I slow danced to it, pretending Johnny was singing those love songs to me, then I pretended he was Percy. The door to my room opened, and even before I turned
CRIMSON AND FUR Thirty three
I did not have the energy to get into a battle of words with Percy right now. "Why are you here Percy? You've made it crystal clear to me that you don't like me -- hate me -- despise me." He smiled coldly. "I saw a damsel in distress, and I wanted to help." Even though I knew he was only being sarcastic, a part of me wished he was not. It would actually feel good to have a man as awesome as he was treating me with care -- "I had to make sure you don't spill any gibbish about the existence of Vampires and Werewolves. You seemed to be saying a while lot in your -- sleep." I ignored his harsh tone. "I'm fine now -- and of course I'm done spilling gibish, so you can go back to where you came from Percy King." He actually smiled at that. "Now there's a thought. You seem to be making a habit of interrupting me in the midst of my -- sessions." I rolled my eyes "She's not even a red head." The smile that curved at his mouth had the semblance of a genuine one, andbit act
CRIMSON AND FUR Thirty two
PERCY Clarrisa wanted to return the favor. She too began unbuttoning my shirt, and even though that was far from what I had expected, I did not stop her. I half expected the dean of students affairs to get us arrested with some campus police and charge us for indecent exposure, and yet I did not stop her as her hand skid over my stomach, and then went lower. I was high on something, it was stronger than a drug -- or at least stronger than any drug I had ever taken before. I was angry, and it had nothing to do with the gorgeous blue eyed blond planning to get nasty with me right there in the middle of a park that overlooked the library. My eyes skid above the heads that watched me with a mixture of chagrin and fascination, till I saw her, the object ofy anger. Her eyes brimmed with tears immediately, yet her lips were stretched out in a pathetic smile that resembled that of a clown. I thought of Valerie, she would have walked right up to me and demanded I stopped acting like
CRIMSON AND FUR Thirty one
PERCYShe wanted to be my girlfriend! That was what the fidgeting was all about, the whole uncertainty! I felt more disappointed than I would have thought I would be. I did not know what it was I had wanted to hear -- that she had discovered her roommate was a vamp, that she had found out I kill people for living -- hell that she had spotted what she thought was a vamp, or that she knew I was an Alpha, anything but something so regular and as boring as a big girl who knew she should not be fallen fornthe playboy getting stupid enough to do that. I smiled. A full fledged one as I stared down at her. She had said I could remain non exclusive, while she pledged to stay loyal to me. Aside from catching feelings she should have been smart enough not to feel, I could not tell the difference between this and our former arrangement for me -- except now, she was only limiting herself. I wanted to tell her I didn't really give a rat's arse who she slept with, but there was a new vulnerabil
CRIMSON AND FUR Thirty
AMELIAIf I considered my days on campus before the night club incident as rough, this was hell! I had not heard from Percy again, but all around me where reminders of him. The stupid chocker they had made me wear, the device pinned to my hair, and the fact that Clarrisa refused to stop yapping about the awesome Percy King, and how she was falling for him. I tried to pretend like I did not care, but it was difficult to pretend such when the mere mention of his name set my heart beat fluttering. At first, I thought she was simply talking about her time with him because she was jealous of whatever I and Percy shared -- or did not share, but lately, her words seemed like a silent plea, like she was asking me to back off. I did not even understand why she thought I had a chance. For one, I was not half as gorgeous as she was, but even more than that, I did not think Percy would ever be able to get over his hateed for me enough to touch me in the way he once used to. I felt the silve
CRIMSON AND FUR Twenty nine
PERCYIt had been a week since the incident with Amelia in the club, and I had not gotten any more information out of her. I still had five days till my date with the thinker's, and even though I did not want to give into the fear I knew they used to play their sick mind games, I did not also want to underestimate them. I had not seen Amelia for a week now. Gerald had clipped a silver chocker on her neck, and put my tracking device back on her, so I knew everything about her whereabouts -- it was not as if I needed a device to track her, the wolf in me already knew her. I could smell her scent from miles apart, and what baffled me was that it did not reek of deceit or wickedness, instead she smelled like innocence. Compared to her scent, I felt like the dark one, the one with a black heart. My body wanted her, my hands yearned to touch hers. I wanted to stare into those expressive eyes of hers again, and watch them light up with laughter. And yet, I wanted to punish her, make he
