Cobalt Red Novels & Stories

His hips ground against mine as he whispered my name over and over, a mantra only he knew this intimately. Vetur flared, energy zinging through me. My power was back. It reached for him and his fire answered. In a daze, I watched as they mingled and became one. Pure white and glacial blue intertwined with burning red, vibrant yellow, and glowing orange. It was majestic. My Vetur and his fire.

It was one of the reasons Raphael had decided to deal with them specifically by using cures from the same family as the toxins, they just worked more efficiently that way. The belief was that the bolder colours we're usually toxins, like dark red, royal blue, golden yellow while the softer ones were cures except for Mandrake which had no bold or soft side. White was usually just white except you considered off white which by the way to Mages, was totally off and deserved to be given a different name entirely. "When do we get there?" Tank questioned snapping Raphael out of his thoughts.

Hades cackled within his cheerfulness, joyfulness, and also jovialness. Virando threw his dark blue cloak towards the one remaining gigantic ball of red orpiment. Really beyond their expectations and also imaginations, the dark blue cloak started to absorb all the red orpiment inside the gigantic ball. There was no red orpiment at all left in the gigantic ball. The gigantic ball turned to dark brown in color.

Cobalt trashes even more, growling, dying to sink his claws into her. "Chad, try to control Cobalt!!" Who's that? His voice sounds distorted, and even their faces are disfigured. I can not make who's who. "I must kill them all!!" I snarl. The painful sting of the wolfsbane around my arms and legs makes me howl in pain. Just then, the most wonderful smell reaches my nostrils. It is mouth-watering, peaches and cream... and something else I can't describe. Cobalt starts trashing uncontrollably.

The bold red gemstone, combined with the delicate detailing, made it a standout piece that perfectly complemented her overall look. Called the Crimson Fate, the necklace embodied the deep, red color symbolized by "crimson" and the notion of destiny implied by "fate." It poetically suggested that the necklace, with its striking red gemstone, was destined to play a significant role in the wearer's life – almost as if it was meant to find its way to them, intertwining beauty and destiny. It also captured the essence of life's passionate emotions, destined encounters, and the strength to overcome challenges, all contributing to one's unique journey and legacy.

ERIC’S POV The royal chef presents the goblet filled with wine. I gesture for him to leave and he bows his head before leaving. I look towards the goblet. It is a silver goblet adorned with different precious and rare stones. I pick the goblet up and take a sip of this wine of Eden. The moment the liquid touched my tongue I felt heavenly bliss. This is my favorite wine because its red color represents victory, my victory. It has always been said that red is the color of victory and that is the reason I like it.

The council chamber had been transformed into something colder; the chill of judgement itself was nothing compared to this. The long tables had been shifted into a half-circle, high-backed chairs filled with council members draped in ceremonial robes. They took it upon themselves to dress for the occasion. The pack's banners hung heavy from the walls, their golden threads gleaming in the torchlight. Rows of wolves—guards, elders, pack members—lined the sides, their eyes sharp, hungry for blood. I knew before the trial started, it was clear in their eyes. My fate had already been set.

he dismisses Emerald’s concerns. A servant girl enters with a huge bag. It turns out that it's workout clothes in all different colours. Malachite has a pretty green; Ruby and Garnet each receive a set in red, different shades though. Mine is gold. It’s too much. I don’t want to be the centre of attention.

Drishti said, pointing at the two. "How does that matter? Red is just red," Shravan said, buttoning up his shirt. "No way. Red is not just red. There are different shades of red, like apple red, garnet red, scarlet red, wine red, blood red, merlot red..." "Okay, okay. That's enough. Go for the cherry one," Shravan said, choosing a random one offhandedly. "Oh! But wouldn't crimson red look better on me?" Drishti said.

Cobalt was having a difficult time though. “Just who could have made such a spell?” Cobalt calmly said even though she was being attacked from practically all sides. “Hm?” Then she saw something in the distance. It was a large silhouette the size of a whale. Expanding her [Magic Sense], Cobalt identified that it was Cretoxarinh and with it was Matthew. “Well, that is certainly unexpected.” Even Kraken’s attention was taken away and it focused on them. A water jet was fired from a magic circle at Cretoxarinh. It swerved to the left in an attempt to dodge but it was not fast enough. The water jet almost made contact.