All Chapters of Crimson Chronicles: Apollo & His Queen: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Narration Apollo stood in the center, proud and surrounded by his most trusted people. He knew the impact he had made tonight was engraved in the hearts of both friends and foes. The venue was silent as the impressive group descended from the top of the stairs. They believed he was born to be King for the first time, not because it was passed on to him, but because of the people around him who would never let him fall. They are the foundation of his success. Most marveled at an entourage of twenty-five masked people walking through those golden doors. Another was from the utter shock that the Crimson Clan walked through those doors with unfamiliar women by their sides and the envy of the beautiful woman in red clinging to the arm of the Mafia King. Nevertheless, he has crowned her, presenting her as the future Queen with the utmost respect. "All hail, the King and his loyal Cortège." the host commended. The Clans brought three fingers to their lips and placed them over their heart

Livia "Princess?" Apollo lightly tapped my shoulder. He took my phone out of my hand, placing it in his pocket. "I've been calling your name for the last two minutes. What were you thinking about?" "Nothing you should worry about now. Anyways why were you calling me?" Apollo gently hauled me out of my seat, wrapping his arm around my waist. "We are shifting to the Grand Theater for the talent show." He led us to some stairs to a private theater section. "Did I mention how sexy you look tonight especially dressed in red?" he whispered. I smiled and hugged him. "Are you trying to make me fall for you more?" He held me tighter. "Depends. Is it working?" I shrugged my shoulders. "Maybe." "Aww," we looked around and saw the others watching us with a smile. The Host stood in front of the microphone, gaining everyone's attention. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Let's start the night with an opening act from the leader of the White Vultures, Vanessa Myers." Ugh, her again. Van

CassianEars ringing, head pounding, eyesight blurry. Cassian gasped for air, trying to get as much oxygen back into his lungs as soon as possible. People were running franticly, sirens could be heard from a distance, and the once-elegant building was now in smoke. "Where is Livia? Where is my sister?" was the only thing he could say before blacking out again. I was eating cereal at the kitchen table when Mom asked, "Cassian, where is your sister?" "It's Livia, Mommy. She is probably running around as usual." Mom shook her head. "That girl can never sit still. Livia, breakfast is ready," she yelled. We could hear little feet pattering on the floor. Seconds later, my kid sister zipped into the kitchen. "I'm Ladybug Girl!" she shrieked, slipping into the chair beside me. And the saga of acting out her favorite book, Ladybug Girl, begins. "Did you know ladybugs eat bugs?" I sighed. "Yes, everyone knows that." Dad came into the kitchen, placing soft kisses on my head. "Good morni

Livia A groan left Livia's lips as she was coming to. The brightness of her surroundings gave her an instant headache. She blinked a few times, adjusting to the light but soon realized she was tied to a chair in the middle of an abandoned factory.  How cliché?  "Damn, my shoulders feel stiff. The last thing I remember was..." I chuckled, seeing Vanessa following me like a moth to a flame. "Are you here to tell me that I don't belong here and that I should stay away from King because he's yours?" She scoffed, locking the door, "Well, since you know, I want you to leave, no, disappear from the face of the earth, and never return. I'll pay you any amount of money. Do you accept my offer?"  "No."   "What?" She asked, stunned by my answer.  "You heard me. I said no. Actually, I mean hell no. King is mine, and I'm not giving him up for the likes of you."

Narration Vanessa was in turmoil, nothing ever came easy for her, and now she had to deal with this. "What's wrong? Did things not go according to plan?" Livia taunted.  "Shut up. Layla, take my phone. I want to send a message to King." "Gosh, you reek of desperation." Vanessa punched Livia's jaw. Blood instantly pooled in her mouth. "I said shut up." "Things are finally getting exciting." Livia laughed, licking the blood from her lip. Layla looked at her, concerned. "I don't think that's-"  Vanessa cut her off. "I didn't ask you to think. Take the dame video!" she yelled. Layla rolled her eyes. "Whatever?" Vanessa then reverted her attention to Livia. "You think I'm the pathetic one? I'm not the one tied to a chair." "On purpose, may I add? And you are also not the one who has King's heart. It must suck being nothing more than a little puppet." "The ca