In A Dark Dark Room The Green Ribbon Novels & Stories

The heavy steel blast doors above the main exits dropped from the ceiling with a deafening crash, sealing the room in total darkness and trapping us inside with the shooter. Marcus raised his weapon higher in the dark, his voice echoing with manic laughter. "You think you're the only one with a trigger, Ethan? Look at your feet!" I looked down through the dark. A small, green laser grid had just activated beneath the piano, tracing straight across the front of my dress.

She just needed to be reminded of it. My fingers drummed against the concrete wall in the dark room, illuminated by a single bulb in the ceiling. There were no windows and aside from the bathroom a door away, the chair Zelda was tied to and a mattress on the floor, there were no furnishings. Just gray walls and my babygirl, lighting the place up.

I couldn't see a thing, and it didn't seem like the room had a window. I groped around in the darkness for some sort of light switch, and eventually, I found one. I turned on the light, and the room suddenly filled with a red glow. Is this... am I... “Fuck!! I just broke his rule. I'm in the red room?" I said to myself. I wasn't entirely sure if this was indeed the red room, but the red light and the lack of specificity in Aeros' description made me nervous. As I turned to leave, my eyes caught sight of pictures that had just been cleaned and hung up to dry. Slowly, I got closer for a better look.

The large room had tall windows that looked out at the ocean, which was now hidden by heavy rain. Lightning struck, lighting up the room for a moment before throwing it back into darkness. I peeled off the wet dress, hanging it in the bathroom to dry. After a quick shower to wash away the chill, I slipped into the silk robe provided by the villa staff. It was emerald green—the exact shade of Alexandro's eyes. I doubted that was a coincidence. Thunder boomed, shaking the windows, and I jumped. A moment later, the lights flickered once, twice—then died, leaving me in darkness.

But my feet moved before my brain caught up. The door shut behind us with a soft click. The others’ voices faded. It was just us now. Mason led me deeper, past a couple negotiating on a leather couch, past a man kneeling with his hands bound behind his back. My pulse was a drumline in my throat. He stopped at a heavy black curtain, pulled it aside, and revealed a smaller room. **THE DARK ROOM**, the plaque read. No lights. Just the faint glow of a single red bulb in the corner.

I have bring her in NGO which is run by mom. I didn't answer her and continued walking with her,while greeting the staffs in the way. I led her inside the dark room and closed the door behind us. "Advay why here is so dark ?" Ira asked but I just shusshed her while putting my fingers on her lips. "Don't move , stay still." I said and moved away . I onn the switch and the yellow light illuminated in the whole room. I heard Ira gasping while looking ahead of her.

“That Michael twerp will regret ever messing with my grand daughter.” ‘Wait for me by baby granddaughter, I will help you soon.’ With determined eyes, he unlocked the door of the room. But what he saw inside was more than enough to shake whole of his world. The room was dark with almost all the lights off except the one in the middle of the room that gave off dim and orange light. In that pale soft light, he saw bodies; naked bodies entangled and intertwoned with each other like a scene out of X rated movie.

Deceptively calm. “Color.” She hesitates. Her lips are cracked. Her voice raspy. “…Green.” “Good girl.” I circle her. Slowly. My fingers trail along the swell of her hip, the line of her spine, the curve of her ass. Goosebumps rise. Her breath stutters. Her senses are raw. I flick a switch. The room darkens further, until only a thin red halo pulses above her. I unclip a riding crop from the wall.

The bed is big for me, but then, why does it feel like I am not supposed to be here? The loud sound of Faber Drive's Tongue Tied boomed through my ears that morning. I tried reaching for my phone to turn the alarm off but I ended up answering a call. "Hello?" I asked grumpily. "I'm sorry!" It was Jenny. "I'm outside your apartment." She said, I squinted my eyes and I pouted. "What are you doing? I'm not looking for roommates." "No, silly! I brought you almond milk and some breakfast, mind letting me in?"

“Would you mind removing the furnitures that have ribbons tied to them? The green ones go to Lady Laurel’s room and the blue ones to the storage.” She heard whispers and saw the looks of confusion on their faces. Ellis was suddenly nervous that removing the furniture was a form of insult. One of the Kolns approached her tentatively. “Yes?” “I beg your pardon, Empress. Could you tell us which is blue and which is green?” He held out his hand, a ribbon in each, both blue.