Always Red Novels & Stories

But I was. "So what is your favourite color?" He asked, breaking the comfortable silence. "Are you really going to do that?" I grinned. "Why not, since we are married I want to know more about you..you intrigue me." He spoke. The fuck. I'm not an animal. "How so?" I asked, playing his little game. It did amuse me. "You just do." He chuckled deeply. I furrowed my brows at his cryptic answer. I took another drag of my joint. "Red. That's my favourite color." Red like the fucking blood of everyone who pisses me off.

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.

"This ruby? Silas promised it to me. You’re just wearing a borrowed crown. You think you're special? You're just a charity case in a fancy dress." I felt the tipsiness from the champagne turn into a cold, hard focus. I looked at her pristine, million-dollar white gown and then at the full glass of dark red wine on the table next to us. "You know, Sandra," I said, my voice steady and sweet. "You're right. Red is a very difficult color to manage. It's so... permanent." I reached for the wine, and with a "not-so-accidental" flick of my wrist, I tipped the entire glass onto the front of her white silk.

"Oh, it's you. Set up the camera on the desk, adjust the angle, and get back to work." She gave a slight nod and walked in. "Welcome back, Scarlett." The sun was shining outside the window. The ER's ambulance rushed out, speeding off to pick up another patient.

Strange in a good way. She's mine. She belongs to me, To use as I wish, To take when I desire, To fuck how I want, To do what I wish... Red is mine... Mine to care for, mine to protect, mine to love. Wait... What! Did I just mention LOVE?

Red said to her and her eyes widened as if about to pop out of its sockets. "What?" She asked. "I know you like me" Red replied. "I don't" Sarah said shyly. "You do. why else would you have pictures of me in your phone?" Red said. "You are too ugly for me I only kept the pictures so I can have something to laugh about." she said. Red isn't ugly at all. You can tell by the way Sarah keeps blushing. He was called red because of his red hair. He has a great body structure and a killer smile.

Then he stood up and held her before turning around and walking around with her beside him. The Princess and Prince did the same while the flower girls sprinkled flowers on them. All of a sudden, the audience felt like they were watching a real-life event. " Red, the color red stands for life. As we all are aware, The color red is the color of our blood. And the blood running through our veins is the reason why every one of us is alive and kicking. " The speaker said and everyone nodded in agreement. " Up, Red! " The members announced as the matching began.

The shock and instant fear that cascades through my veins icily mutes them back to natural green instantly, and I fall back, eliciting a yelp as I’m gripped with a sense that something is really wrong with that. Red? What the hell? They’re not red. They can’t be. No one has red, never in all the times, and notes, and books, and packs, and clans, and history, of our kind. I’ve never heard of it and it dawns on me, the elders have forgotten about Colton’s pointing it out that day. It was never mentioned again, or maybe they thought he was mistaken, or maybe they were so preoccupied by the fact he almost marked me right under their noses and that was far mor pressing an issue. I mean it’s ludic

He smiled lovingly before he replied. "No it does not, it's a proof of divinity and the powers within me. For me, red means anger, silver is normal, yellow signifies it's day, purple means I'm in love, it goes on like that. Every immortal glows in his eyes, but according to the powers they posses, and what they feel at that particular time. Some choose to keep theirs plain in sight, like me. You wouldn't want the internet buzzing over the color of your eyes, right?"

The usually sad-looking young man with the weight of responsibility was glowing with an almost childlike sparkle at that moment: "I'm not used to seeing so many children around me, or at least not at such a young age. Usually, Alpha's aura keeps them away from me. And, then, I guess I have to release more waves of aggression than average because of my status as the Red Moon pack leader."