Cobalt Red Novels & Stories

If anything, what I had seen on the TV seemed dull in comparison to what went on in the Iridescence Pack. My eyes widened and my jaw became slack as I realized why this was called the Carnival Cerulean. Bundles of living flame were suspended in the air, casting their beautiful light on the Carnival below. The flames weren’t normal, flickering with orange and red light. They were a rich shade of blue, cerulean to be exact. Within those flames were different shades and colors, all stemming from the color blue. They crackled and snapped, sending cobalt embers into the air whenever something managed to catch itself in the flames.

Carmichael was asking. "Closer to eight," Orion said. "We want to make sure we do it right. A car like this deserves the time and attention to detail." "Athena," I said, trying to bring her into the conversation. "You want to talk about the paint restoration?" She blinked, clearly having not been paying attention. "The paint?" "Yes," I said patiently. "Mr. Carmichael was asking about the original color." "Right," she said, looking down at her notes. "The original color was Guards Red, which is a Porsche signature color. We can match it exactly using the original paint codes.

“What are you thinking for the stormy aesthetic?” Harper asked curiously, holding up the deep winter swatches which include the colours: midnight, olive, expresso, silver, grey, charcoal, mocha, wine, brick red, ruby, Boysen berry, fuschia, magenta, mustard, honey, Ocea, dark green, forest, jungle, royal purple, mulberry, purple, royal blue, Aegean, and ceru lean. Knox snatched the swatches from her hand, spreading them across the desk like he was dealing a winning hand in a high-stakes game. His parrot green eyes darted over then, his lips moving silently as he processed each colour. “Stormy aesthetic,” he repeated, tasting the words. "Aye, it's got tae feel heavy. Atmospheric. No' just dar

Elion said, glancing over at the passenger seat. Cale was looking out the window. His head was tracking the passing scenery with the intensity of a radar dish. "I am calibrating," Cale replied. His voice was still rough from the strain of holding up the archway, but it lacked the flat, mechanical tone of the last few days. "Calibrating what?" "The spectrum," Cale said. He pointed a finger at a passing billboard. "That is red. Crimson. High saturation." Elion smiled. "It's a Coca-Cola ad, Cale. It's designed to be aggressive."

Her eyes wavered under his cold gazes "Red is for Anger . Red is for Destruction . Red is for Passion . Red is for Blood and attention . Red is for Power and Red means strong . Red is for thirst And Red means Danger also" . . .... ,, Abhimanyu whispered each words in her ear and she squirmed under his presence . Abhimanyu stopped and moved away from her . Her Adam apple was bobbing up and down fastly . His eyed her throat and his loud throaty groaned filled the room but also made her to jump in fear

“I was pissed they did this to me and pissed Jared fucked me over so I said fuck it and fuck you. You mated the bitch and killed Jared. I have held Scarlet responsible for a long time. She left our pack and deserted us and then showed back up as you as her mate? Now she acts like she cares? So for the past few months, I decided to teach all you people a lesson. Don’t fuck over your hired helpers. After I wiped out Montana, Washington was next. Or Is…” “What did you make to put in our water?” I asked through clenched teeth. “A liquid form of cobalt and magnesium. At high enough levels, you will die of an overdose. Shut down major organs and eventually the low blood pressure will kill you. Pai

Silas stared at the three guys in front of him. "According to this book written by our ancestors and kept by the Queen and King, Red Woods is the last empire of living vampires nowadays. In short, we are the last vampires standing. Decades ago, Red Woods is divided into five regions: Auburn of North, Cerise of East, Vermillion of Metropolis, Carmine of West, and Carnelian of South. We are now at Vermillion." He flipped the book, showing the map to Jet and Raze while pointing at the regions.

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

“I can feel the similarity. Ibrahim, have they stolen something from Shadow before? Is this… Shadow’s relics?” It was a red ring. Like blood. Ibrahim started to speak again. “Nathan… Lord… isn’t this color familiar to you?” Nathan pondered, his mind was racing faster. He needed to know. He felt silent for a moment before shouting in shock. He subconsciously rudely pointed his finger at Ibrahim. “The curse stone!!!” The curse stone was another term for the corrupt mana stone. The corrupt mana stone came in two colors. Black and red. Depending on the number of sacrifices and their power, the color changed accordingly.

I have feelings to consider, to understand and to feel that I just waited for someone that I deserve their love and deserves mine. I just bumped into someone who's fine-looking, he's named Articus Lawson. My future husband, the one that I am looking for. A tall guy with high regard to everyone. You kissed my forehead while laying down at your limb, you're holding a red thread and you tied it to our pinky fingers and asked, " You know this?" I looked at your dazzling eyes but I have no clue what it was for. " It is the Red ​Thread of Fate". I just closed my eyes. It was the last that I saw you and I couldn't ever open my eyes again. My last tears touched you, hope in our next life I can abut