The Crimson Host

The Crimson Host

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jul 23, 2025
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"Beauty blooms on blood. We serve so others may flourish." ---------------- At the prestigious Valemont Academy, the Crimson Host Society is the most glamorous - and most dangerous - student organization. By day, they are charming hosts who entertain the academy's elite with lavish galas, elegant rituals, and flawless performances. But when night falls, their true purpose is revealed. Bound to an ancient blood pact, the Hosts are responsible for keeping a primordial entity known only as The Heart at bay. Every seven nights, a ritual must be performed - and a new Offering must be made. Through manipulation, seduction, and carefully orchestrated games, the Hosts lure unsuspecting guests into becoming the next sacrifice. When Elio Maren, a scholarship student with a mysterious gift, is accidentally drawn into the society's web, he discovers a world of masked ceremonies, blood-soaked roses, and sinister secrets lurking beneath Valemont's perfect facade. But as Elio unravels the truth about the Hosts and his own dark past, he must navigate a deadly game of temptation, power, and survival - before he becomes the next Offering.
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