Grey Book Na Novels & Stories

We walk around for so long that for a moment l feel we are going in circles but Elsa claim to be the right track. I do not know how she was doing it because everything looked the same to me, dead brown-black trees all the way but she keeps insisting we are on the right way and before long we find the spot. We jog the rest of the way and once we get there, I get down to business.

RED INK EP 19: Subtle anomaly The hospital was a huge one, probably government sponsored. It was a six-storey building which was termed "the glass house" because of the appearance it gave. It had an enormous compound space for parking, even an underground parking lot where the ambulances and workers' cars were licensed to park— that was where Aurora was switching off the engine of her SUV, proceeding to check her fuel guage; she figured she had enough to take her around the city for the rest of the week...if she was not traveling.

I'll add Cerulean for her blush. A combination of Burnt Sienna, Terra Rosa, Viridian and White would be perfect for her contours, this would give justice to the height of her cheek bones, emphasizing every edge, each soft curve. For her beautiful wavy hair, Transparent Oxide Red, Viridian, White and Tera Rosa, which will present the waves and the silk elegantly. I inhaled the scent of paint and the wet canvas, and I imagined Candice to be a girl who loves lavender and so I mixed the pigments Rose and Ultramarine Blue for the background which created a perfect soft purple, like lavender.

Diego asked, "What do they say?" "Only the obvious parts" said Marissa, "you were a child the last time Dad saw you so there wasnt really much to tell." Marissa wore like it was summer: mini skirt and a sky blue top. She had a crown over her pale short hair and lazy grey eyes. "He did say that you're just like Aries and Aquarius Aquarius grandmother. Shes a Pnevma too" "Really?" Diego gasped, "Another Pnevma?" "Yes" Marissa giggled, "You thought you're the only one with a Black Spirit inside them?"

Tara pitched and I couldn't help but turn as I hurriedly wore a fitted black jean. "This meeting is very important ladies." It was all I could say before returning to the mirror. I wore an ash T-shirt so only my forearm tattoos were visible. "More important than us?" "Unfortunately, yes." I mumbled with a tiny smile, admiring my ebony skin. My honey irises seemed to be dull perhaps due to my worries. "You see, Green is going to wage war on all communities tomorrow onwards. One that has never happened in history." I said whilst brushing my low cut hair.

"Anyone without a partner?" I awkwardly raised my hand. "Oh... then maybe you can go with that handsome boy there?" I looked at where he's pointing. Carter Gray. Carter is one of the typical gamers. He likes to keep a low profile and stay at home all day. But I heard that when he does go to parties, he gets super drunk and does a lot of crazy things. He has sandy blonde hair with brown ends. His dark brown eyes looked at me and grinned. Well he's... something. I awkwardly walk up to him. He gives me a warm smile as I sat beside him.

*** The next afternoon, Porishma took a cab from the NY airport and directly went to meet Davish She arrived at the magnificent place. 'The GREY' was written on the board in bold letters in black Colour. Her eyes shined to see the large building but everything was in gray and black color that made her sense back to her reasons why she was there. She would have been awed if it was some other occasion but right now she was only seeing red. After going through the necessary security details. She was led to the lobby to wait for the monster. He was currently in a meeting with the business associates. ~• Inside the Company:-

’’ He began, I held my breath. Gray Vampires were regular Vampires whose eye color ranged from black to gray. I frowned, Brian had crimson eyes, did that mean he was different or was that the eye color for Hybrid Vampires? I mean his natural eye color was blue, a color for Hybrid Werewolves? I shook my head, clearing it off of the thoughts and turned my attention to Earl instead.

The sands of Marrakesh were warm, but the fire in Grace’s chest burned hotter. She stood before a digital map projected onto Cassian Black’s grimy warehouse wall, watching the red dots blink one by one. Each dot represented a Ghost Protocol server. Each dot meant another stolen life. Cassian, chewing a piece of dried fruit, pointed to a red pulsing one in Prague. “That’s your target,” he said. “The Black Vault.” Grace narrowed her eyes. “Why’s it blinking?”

“But it’s not something we talk about in open air.” Scarlet hesitated, suspicion clouding her face. But the thought of Mira...her little sister locked up somewhere in that hellish university...was enough to make her follow. They entered an empty lecture room, the smell of old ink and wolf musk thick in the air. Moonlight filtered through cracked glass windows, painting both of them in fractured silver light. Grey leaned against a desk, crossing his arms. “Everyone in Blackwood University has a ranking,” he began, voice casual but careful. “You already know that, right?”