Always Red Novels & Stories

Orange started next to blow her trumpet: "I am the color of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious for I serve the needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangoes, and papayas. I don't hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought to any of you." Red could stand it no longer he shouted out: "I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood - life's blood! I am the color of danger and of bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause. I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be as empty as the moon. I am the color of passion and of lo

“I know and I understand, my lord.” Minister Apollo smiled. “I sincerely hope he wins, your majesty, so we could all see your smile reach your eyes again.” I didn’t think he would notice. “Does this mean you approve the color he chose?” I asked. His eyes glistened. “Many believed that white and gold had won tonight’s round, but for me, it was red. Red symbolized a lot. For some, it was love but it could also mean revenge and fire. I would like to believe you returned because of those reasons. You were as fiery as the color of Blade’s suit the night we saw you again.

Red because he is just ostentatious like that. Even his foul color choice wouldn’t ruin my mood tonight. There are many good things coming.

His supposed brown melts into crimson red. Holy shit.

I want something that screams at personality change, while still giving a hot and seductive look. “Crimson red.” I say. “Wonderful choice Mrs. Andrea.”

I pulled it out, my breath hitching. 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘬: Red is a good color on you, Zaika. It hides the flush on your cheeks perfectly. I leaned against the mirrored wall of the elevator, the cold glass biting into my back. "What the fuck did I just read?!"

I most definitely didn't hate him but did I- Suddenly, I was grabbed by my hips and my legs went around Narc's waist snapping me out of my thought. I stared at his eyes. Red fucking eyes. The Martinez gene. It was unbelievable that some people could even possess the eye colour red but him and his family was living proof that It's possible. Red was most infamously known to be the colour of anger and in his reputation, he had the worst anger temper I have ever seen before. Never have I ever thought of it as love because it could potentially be like that. Guess it will always be some sort of fucking mystery.

I crave for his touch in my sleep, in the office, whenever I set my eyes on him basically. I really really like this one, and it's so embarrassing. I rushed home to get ready because I'm very particular about how I look around that man these days. Red and black seems to get him in the certain type of deranged mood that I want him to be around me always so I've been incorporating those colors especially. I'm now more of a red lipstick girl when I've flexed nude or something lighter for years.

His words caused thunder in broad daylight. …what? His friend also squatted down. He poked the red liquid on the ground and sniffed it. "Yes. It's animal blood. We're both hunters, so we're very familiar with this smell." He then glanced at Thea. "You didn't lie to us, did you?"

His unreadable brown eyes were fixed on the man down on the road, whose lethal glare was practically boring holes into him. "What is he doing in Redwood Bay?" Roman hissed, his deep, rough accent vibrating with a growl. His nostrils flared, his scent darkening with pure, unadulterated fury. The High Alpha was fully present now. I wanted to usher Tyler back inside for his own safety, but instead, I tilted my chin up. "That is none of your concern." When Roman’s fierce gaze snapped back to Tyler, I felt my friend take an instinctive step back behind me. Taking a shuddering breath, the Alpha set his predatory, flaming gaze back on me.