Charming Red Novels & Stories

Something was about to happen but what. “I guess it is time, my King.” Mercy pulled him out of his thoughts. He gazed at her and she gave him a tight smile. "Tell me who started this stupid custom?" Vladimir mumbled in a bored tone as he looked at the females dressed in different shades of red at which he barely managed not to scowl at them. Red was known to be the most desired color for a Vampire. Exotic yet enchanting. But seeing all the women dressed in red probably in trying to appear somehow appealing to Vladimir, the color lost its charm.

I wanted to say a word, but my tongue won't cooperate. I stared at the guy in front of me, the red-eyed man I saw months ago near the Library. He was smiling sheepishly at me, like he was having fun giving this kind of effect on me. His eyes aren't red this time, but there was a strange feeling I couldn't quite figure out. "Long time no see," he said, like we were good friends who haven't seene each other for so long. It was creepy. The way he's speaking to me gives me chills that I couldn't understand.

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

Even if I wanted to, I couldn't understand. — A wolf? I replied uncertainly. I couldn't say for sure if he was just that. Because when I first saw him, he seemed more majestic and dangerous than a simple wolf. —I'm a monster, a killer, and I like it. It doesn't matter to me to kill whoever gets in my way to my goal. Everything is pleasurable for me. But when I look at you, I don't feel deserving of you. My heart was pounding in my chest. His eyes were now glowing red. Why did that color suit him so well? I felt when he stood up with me, put me on the table. His hands went to my face, holding it firmly.

I said. Damien nodded solemnly. “It was the charm. And the fact that she a great cook and those this really cute thing whiles she concentrate cooking.” “i am not cute Damien!” I protested. He smiled at me, eyes softening just slightly. “i know and the food, that’s what made me stay.” My chest tightened for half a second. Because even though this was fake, it sounded so real. And for that one millisecond, I caught myself almost believing it.

“But your heart is sincere, doc. Maybe because you've helped a lot of people in your past? You saved their lives so that's probably why you have a good aura color.” Whether it was true or he was just making it up I didn't want to believe him too much. “If it's Alpha Jayden, he has the red color.” I didn't ask him to read Jayden but he took the initiative on his own. Hm, let's listen to what he wants to say this time. “Why is that?” “The red aura color is as rare as white and black. When someone has red aura, it means that his heart has bad intentions along with his deeds.

He gives me a flirty grin. "Because this room is adorned with red, the roses and most especially your bed, it does come with a red cover, even the one at home." I laugh at myself for calling his estate home, it's my new home though because that's where I'll get to live all through till my service duration is up and I pack out. "Red is my favorite, with blue and you?" "Pink and royal blue, with gold. These three are my favorites, best is pink. You know it's popular among girls."

Certainly not on the bed with him, she thought with a vigorous shake of her head. Phiri mentally hit herself. She couldn't believe all the thoughts that were going through her mind. There was no way Calvin's charms was working on her. He wasn't even trying to flirt. "He must have loved the color red" Calvin said. "Huh?" Phiri asked absentmindedly. "Everything in here is red" Calvin observed. "The sheets, the wall, the furniture, even the flowers in the vase are red." "Oh. Red was Roman's favorite color" Phiri told him.

Probably his way of taking him with her in this new life. "You're right Nicky. Second Time's a Charm."