Color Book Love Novels & Stories

They couldn't understand why Purple out of all colours. "Explain better" he urged her. She stood up then cleared her throat. "Purple is a divine colour which not only speaks about love but loyalty. We know Red is for lovers but it doesn't mean only lovers would eat the chocolates or it wouldn't be bought even after Valentine has passed" she paused and looked around to see everyone's attention on her.

And one I always cherish. Unlike Ammi's rich vibrant color combinations of red and cream colored couches and curtains, I kept mine black. Because black is an absolute favorite, alongside maroon. I dislike bright colors, especially when they involve being used as decorations. I don't mind wearing bright clothes, although I mostly avoid them. My curtains are black, with a white one in the middle of the rest. I have a black leathered couch, a white loveseat, and a single black chaise. And that is all.

No one asked him about his favorite things, not even his liking for food. But Alice wondered if Livia asked him this type of question before. "What about color?" She asked. "Black." "Why Black?" "Because black is my color." "Why?" Dylan shook his head. "No reason." Alice looked at the flowers. 'Why is he like this?' She heard him again. "Black is the most powerful color. Once it is printed on something, no one can remove it. No color can change its existence." Alice nodded at him. "You are right."

He had told Kai that it was pink-whatever that color was. “A lot of people call pink the color of love “. Jax has told him. “But I don’t think that’s true. Love’s whatever color you want it to be-personally, I think it’s all of them. Especially since we don’t see any colors unless we’ve found our soulmates”. Kai watched as the sentence brought a smile to Jax’s face and he couldn’t help but smile too. Even though he hasn’t found his other half yet, he was immensely happy that his best friend, Jax, did.

Koishi replied with the smile on his face dipping the brush coated with the green colour into the water which was turned grey. “You are not replying fairly here two mind games” “No, I’m not it’s just you are the one who didnt give me the right choice to choose” making Koishi “What I gave you the correct one didnt I? Is it me or the painting? It’s not like I’m telling in a way of a comparing it’s just I want to know. That whom do you love the most in between us or maybe-”

Shades of Black were his favorite but he also had selected other dark colors in his lists like midnight black, foggy grey, brunette, indigo blue, peacock blue, and pine green. "Huh uh? Comfortable?", Aashmaan looked puzzled at him. "It's a unique color, Love, which gives me power and authority", Neil explained and started combing his brown fluffy locks. "What's so unique about it? It shows darkness and hurts my eyes" " she whined at him. Neil came and stood near her. Her heart started jumping in her chest. His masculine familiar cologne was hitting her nostrils. "Dark colors absorb everything in it. All colors lost their identity in front of it. that's why I love to wear dark colors", Neil s

"Fine. The Grand Hall." "Excellent!" Loveth beamed, marking something off on her tablet. "Now, colors. I’m thinking a palette of winter frost – silver, ice blue, touches of diamond white. Very elegant, very modern. None of those dreadful autumnal hues the pack usually favors." She wrinkled her nose. "Pack colors are crimson and charcoal," Ashton stated flatly. A statement of fact, devoid of fight. "*Were*, darling," Loveth corrected smoothly. "Times change. Our bonding will herald a new era. A sleeker aesthetic." She held up a swatch of icy blue silk. "This would look divine on the bridesmaids. Don’t you think?"

“That’d be great.” She returns a few moments later and sets them on the table. “Thank you,” I say again, and get to work. Scrolling through the website, I find tons of stuff I don’t like. But some stuff that I do. As long as it’s black. Or white. Or grey. Or black. Really I just love the black. I feel content when I’ve filled out a page of outfits to give to Cynthia tomorrow, and sit back in my chair, enjoying the peace of the night.

She gave herself a pep talk and took determined small steps behind Louis, with her heart beat pounding in her ears, due to the nervousness she was feeling. Loud voices could be heard from the door as Harry, John and Emily were arguing about something. Louis stepped inside the living room, but no one paid attention to him at all. “ I AM TELLING YOU PINK SHOULD BE THE COLOR OF LOVE...” Emily screamed at the top of her lung to John, who was shaking his head. “ No...Red is the color of love and it's always going to be! ” He folded his arms on his chest, challenging Emily who was ready to throw her slippers at John.

"Anyway, that's it. I've already given you the money. You can do what you want!" "Mom --" Liu Liu's cry was high and sharp, even broken. She hugged Liu Cui's arm, and Liu Cui was staggered by the sudden force. "Mom... please..." Liu Liu screamed and hugged Liu Cui's arm. It seemed that what she wanted to hold was not an arm, but a home she could never return to. He is grumpy but loves her father. Although he prefers sons to daughters, he will still take good care of her mother and her naughty brother.