Hidden Colors 5 Novels & Stories

Jon snorted in amusement. That little conversation on colors paved the way to small chatter. Mostly on the superior color. "Purple is better. You can see purple." Jon pointed out, firm on his stance. "Elaine would agree." Wild gave a wolfish grin. "I can hardly see purple. It's more blue than purple." He retorted to Jon. "But you still see it, that's the point." Wild's tail thumped against the dashboard and the door as he fully faced his "opponent". "Blue still overshadows purple. Therefore, blue is still superior." Jon smiled back. "Fine, what about shades. Can you see shades?" Wild nodded immediately. "Black, white, grey, the whole shady spectrum." Jon raised a brow. "Really? Great! Black

“ The winner of my round is color wine. “ Klein commenced the conservation in the annual triplets meeting, “ She sucked good. “ “ And Yellow? “ Chad asked. Yellow did more good with her poetry, but Klein sought to keep that aspect to himself. “ Good, but not as good as Wine. “ He lied. Chad also had secrets of his own, he didn't want to reveal his latest fancy which was color Blue with the fat and juicy ass, instead he mentioned another color. “ Color peach, she was truly a peach. “

I keep my eyes glued to the monitor to check the leaderboard updates: Aldair (red) Beckett (blue) King (orange) Aldair (green) Sharpe (purple) Vance (cyan) Blake (silver) Harrington (gold) Sinclair (violet-gray) Torrence (magenta) Carver (lime) Dalton (black) Winslow (navy) Carstairs (teal) Ellery (maroon) Grayson (olive) Hawthorne (peach) Danvers (yellow-black)

I rolled out in ease like a proud student who read overnight for the pop quiz. “Awwn,” Adam pouted sarcastically. “I’m sorry, but that is wrong.” My mouth dropped open; it felt like I had just gotten an F on the test. “What?” I said incredulously. “That’s not possible.” “There are five colors. The last one is purple, for envy.” He revealed. “You know the feeling you’re getting right now as I add two points to my score.” He high-fived himself. “That’s 10:11, baby!!”

only to find our faces inches away OMG my heart is raising so bad right now..we were so lust into eachothers eyes and i felt like there is no going back to what is about to happen We were already so connected now..like never before He kept coming closer and gently..as something immediatly surrounded us like the forces in the Blackwhole (this is a dark circle found in space..with a luminous light within and very powerful forces in the middle of it..this forces are the most powerful forces in the universe)

Raziel asked as he placed her left hand on top of his, Daemon placed her right hand on top of his, Lucian placed his hand on top of her and Raziel’s hands, and Asher placed his hand on top of her and Daemon’s hands. “Love this surprise,” she whispered while the man holding a long rope walked up to them. He began weaving the rope around the five of them and she realized that the rope was a combination of all five of their favorite colors and the charm hanging off it was a Lilly flower. A tear slipped down her face at the touch of including her daughter in it. She loved seeing their five colors intertwined together so beautifully: her amethyst purple, Raziel’s red, Daemon’s black, Lucian’s cer

"This will do the trick." It's deep cherry red.

Her hair was purple and it was tied in a long ponytail that almost reached her waist, her nails were painted blue and they were sharp, her skirt was short, revealing almost all her thighs, her blouse was also a show tummy. Mystique gulped taking in her appearance as she sat on a stool beside the counter, her almost bare back was faced to Mystique as she licked her spoon after digging in to a cup of ice cream. Mystique frowned in disgust as she moaned in a sexual way while tracing her tongue all over the spoon.

Killiad's a very unique name so it's understandable that she would come to that conclusion. “Married? Like husband and wife? Married?” “Yes,” I replied suddenly unsure. Then, she suddenly stands from her perch while beaming at us. “I'm sorry but I have to close the shop early. I have to be somewhere else.” Okay, Helena is acting weird. She looks so happy and excited. She's physically glowing like Christmas lights. “Are you okay, babe?” Arya asked in a slow voice, her brows furrowed in confusion. “Yes, of course,” Helena replied beaming at us while trying to fit her flowers on display inside her flower refrigerator.

Her shoulders slowly relaxed, and for once she looked comfortable. "What color am I?" I asked the two of them, stiffening as their eyes roamed the space around my body. "That's a lot of color." Helena murmured, and I wondered if I should be worried. "You have some blue in there, but it's a light and pretty blue. There's also some orange, but it's a gentle shade. Just a tiny bit of pink, and some really thick golden spots." Camille pointed out each color, my confusion increasing with each word she spoke.