Colours Of Romance Novels & Stories

"Inspection of what? " "Colors. As you may have inevitably notice, we are surrounded with nothing but the color yellow. This is nothing like your world where colors combine. All is separated. With walls, borders, or lines. And no person with their designated colors are allowed to leave or enter another side of colors. Once spotted, you will be thrown to the place of outcast and lose the chance to visit the Outside world. Your world. Or they might take you in as slaves. Or worse, death. "I understood her words but it only arose more questions. "So you are not allowed to interact with other colors? "

Ivory smirked when she saw Mari panicking; she smiled at her class mates who in turn clapped as she returned to her seat. The next person was Natasha. ‘Hello everyone my name is Natasha Colby, my father is knight Colby’ Natasha said. Collective gasps could be heard, everyone knew the story of how knight Colby rose to fame, he went from grass to grace. ‘I’m proficient in literature, calligraphy and embroidery’. Everyone clapped as Natasha went back to her seat. At last everyone had introduced themselves.

It was what I needed. The jacket covered me up and it touched my knees. "Gracious" I muttered as I looked as how spontaneous I looked in an expensive jacket. "Thank you." I said to him as I sniffed the colon on the jacket. It was 'Ocean blue' one of the most famous colon. I could tell because back then when I used to work as a bartender, I would sneaked to my boss's office and used his colon, it was same as his. I raised my head and looked at him, he was staring at his phone. Like he was waiting for something. It definitely would be the interviewer. He was well dressed and looked rich. If someone like him have come for the same job as myself, I doubt I will get a chance.

Hazel said showing Lisa. She groaned as she hop into the bathroom,,,, Lisa stared round the room,,it look really beautiful, it was painted with purple all over,,maybe purple is her best color unlike her,she prefer pink. Her bed is also decorated with purple all over, the teddy were also purple “ Wow,,,beautiful ” She muttered and put on the pajamas,,,it was purple too and she couldn’t help but to chuckle. She sat down on the bed gently ,,,,soon Hazel came out “ Wow,,,I miss this place,,,” She sighed and tried walking with her leg

There must be something else I can do. Although Vanora had not said it out loud, Vlad could tell what she thought. She fidgeted and looked so uncomfortable with the idea of turning in so early. He sighed helplessly then gave a wry smile. "How about I tell you about the colour of emotions that you could absorb?" "Sure." Vanora listened with rapt attention. "You can absorb almost any shade of red. From an orange-red shade to the darkest shade of red. The only shade that does not belong to you is crimson red which represents sexual desire. That's for demons of lust to feast on."

The color of the flowers was spectacular. Excited, he walked forward to smell the flowers. “Indeed, this species of rose enjoys a well-deserved reputation. They look amazing at full bloom.” Suzy beamed as she studied his handsome face. All of a sudden, she felt a wave of sadness inside her. She heard from the gardener that Sean was engaged. He planted the rainbow roses as a gift for his fiancée. She was envious of that woman. Sean was not only handsome and smart, but he was also a kind and loyal man. How lucky was the woman to be married to him!

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

A combination of red and gold the colors that invented Lust and glamour. Let's see if this dress is enough to hook The Leonard king up my grasp.

she turns on my lap, "colors, we need to decide and then I'm leaving you." A frown graces my face, "leaving me, I think not." She scoff, "yes, pick so I can get to my 50th fitting of my gown, only 1000 more after this one," she rolls her eyes. I look over the chart of colors and smile when I see lavendar, her scent is a mixture of lavendar and sage so those are the colors I want for our union, I point to them and she squels with delight, "perfect choice," she kisses my lips quickly and goes to jump off me.

she corrected making me smile as her eyes stayed planted on the painting before us and I stood there looking at the different expressions her face offered. "These are basically nudes," She whispered amused since we weren't the only ones looking at the painting and I smiled directing my gaze to the canvas that showed her faceless body from the side, the deep red roses at her feet symbolizing unconscious beauty since no matter how much I told her, she never sees just how beautiful she is or believed that she was indeed living perfection. The bright colours on her body displaying the different emotions she pulled from me every time she decided to bless me with her presence. The light red symbol