Always Red Novels & Stories

I silently listened to him, only a smile that crept upon my face. “It was no surprise you caught my eye. Red, you were dressed in, after all, has always been my favourite colour. It is the colour of my aura, radiating warmth and passion and unceasing energy. My undying flame, burning fierce and ferocious. I too was wearing my lucky maroon shirt.”

This question was directed at the grey haired man who looked like he had anticipated one of their intrusive questions. "Hm, my dear, like you already know, Red literally means danger and also means we should prepare for war. It is time to show our true prowess!" The old one said, tapping his fingers against the corner of the table. If Alasdair hadn't left him before, he'd also be yelling home happily..

I muttered. The silence swallows the room, the only sound is the relentless ticking of the clock. My fingertips painted a crimson danced a nervous rhythm around the stem of my wine glass. The heavy damask drapes, a deep shade of merlot, pooled on the floor like spilled blood. A ruby pendant, the matching set to the earrings adorning my ears, dangled from a delicate silver chain around my neck, catching the flickering light and throwing a series of tiny red suns across the mahogany table. Red, it had always been red. a bold choice. The color of passion, of power. but red was always my shield, my armor against the world.

"This will do the trick." It's deep cherry red.

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."

Between her, Candido, and the rest of Full Moon, I couldn’t have asked for a better family, not even if we were related by blood. “Maybe we should go shopping before your birthday?” Claire asked. “Something in his favorite color?” I rolled my eyes. “Black?” Claire giggled. “Well, when you put it that way… Maybe red?” I shook my head, though as someone walked past me in the same shade of red as the fabric that had been found at Moon Shadow’s headquarters, I paused. “Claire… what is that shade of red called?” “There’s no official name, but we usually call it Moon Goddess red.” Claire chuckled. “Don’t ask me why red is the color and not silver or white. No one really knows.”

I roll my eyes disgust on my face. He turns to me a deep frown on his face “You’re still talking about Grace at this point?” He shakes his head. “Red is the color for our gang, if you noticed I wear a red tie when I attend these meetings, you can wear a dress” he turns around but halts his fingers gripping the chai opposite me I frown, totally misunderstanding him when it came to the color selection. “Red isn’t my favorite color, I don’t have a favorite color but I do like to see you in that pretty yellow dress you wore a few days earlier” he shrugs walking away and closing the door behind him

Jane's heart began to accelerate, but she strove to keep her cool. "Red can be a bit pig-headed and about as delicate as a freight train, but she doesn't hate you. Arthur told me about what happened earlier, and I think Red was going to apologize. It only happens once every blue moon, so I'd really appreciate it if you gave her a chance." "She just seems so angry."

“I know. You can trust me, mom. I will give my sister the best birthday party that she will never forget. I will fill it with red. That’s her favorite color, isn’t it?” Dominique’s smile widened. “That’s right.” Red was the color of blood. On her birthday, I will give it to her… and more.

Rhiannon asked feeling that was the only way she could find out whether what they were saying was true or not. “Even if the color changes, there is a particular part that doesn’t change. Because it has had a lot of our ancestors’ blood, there is a corner that is always red. It isn’t visible but if you clearly look at it. You will see it,” the prince said after getting out of shock and hearing Rhiannon’s words.