Novel & Cerita Kirsch Vermillion

says Leonard, "but I like one that's close to orange, like a vermillion." "Vermillion is a nice color. It's got life similar to that of carmine, that's the shade I like," I say as I recall the earlier nine triangles I created in Majestic Theory and the description I gave them, "and carmine is a good match for vermillion." "Are you saying that you're a good match for me?" asks Leonard, smiling. "I'd like to say that I am," I say, "and I hope that I am so I'm not saying a lie."

“You gonna punch me now? Ruin your little princely image?” I shoved him. “Answer the damn question!” “He wanted to feel nothing. So I gave him nothing. The game’s called Kiss or Kill, sweetheart. He chose the kill.” I froze. My chest tightened. “What did you just say?” “Kiss. Or. Kill.” He said it slow, like it tasted sweet. I kept staring, my heart sinking. That name wasn’t supposed to exist anymore. It had died with Lior. How did Ricco know about it?

"But as I said, as long as a relative of mine is still alive, we are not oblige to do so. Thanks to Mamang Turiya." "Who is that?" "My grandfather's cousin." "So, what now?" "You understand right, that I came here not to make you propose to me or something? I came here because I am finding something, as what I said, the Vermilion. The one thing that could stop the Malignobons. And I believe if l could find it, we will not get oblige to stick to each other forever anymore. There's a story that our ancestors had told us. It's about the Vermilion. Once found, it would grant the catcher to have two wishes. I promise you once I find it, one of those wishes that I will make is to break the treaty

RUDRANEEL This was the first time after our wedding when I was applying vermillion on Kiara's forehead. She had never applied it after the day we got married and it didn't matter to me as well. But when I applied it on her forehead today and the glow of her face changed entirely with that red colour on her forehead, I understood what I was missing. She looked absolutely beautiful, and that vermillion, it meant that she is mine and no one could ever think of having her.

He darted his eyes off to everywhere but me, trying to persuade himself to give in. "So, Taran prefers liquor while I only drink beer. He often mocks me for having the name of a kind of liquor but never drinks it." "Kirsch is a kind of liquor?" "Yes, made of cherry." Kirsch nodded. "Sweet like you! I wonder if they could make a kind of liquor with strawberry..." I drooled over my imagination. How delicious would that be -- like the smell I was enjoying now... Kirsch rolled his eyes as he continued: "So one day, Taran brought home a bottle of kirsch, telling me it was some rare collection, and forced me to finished that bottle with him."

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

With a comical gasp, she exclaimed, "Oh, is that crimson stew? I've heard so much about it!" Her eyes lit up with excitement as she leaned in, eager to share her knowledge. "Crimson stew is more than a dish; it's a culinary masterpiece born from vampire heritage. The key ingredient is crimson venison—meat from magical deer with a reddish hue, echoing the night's mystique. Marinated in rare herbs and spices, slow-cooked in centuries-old wine, and infused with drops of vampire essence, it's a taste of history and tradition, a connection to a world beyond our own." She describes the dish perfectly just like an expert connoisseur.

The hem of the skirt was a single vine connecting all the vines radiating down. The cloth was a royal purple in color; Mira chose to use darkest shade of purple for the inner shadings of the flowers on the pattern while the parts were done in a lighter shade… almost close to pink… like a purple pink. The vines and leaves were done using dark and light shades of teal green.

Cyrus replied confidently, "Yes, it's eyeshadow." "Wrong." Cyrus gave her another ten envelopes of money. She said, "This is a blush" George frowned. "It's obvious that there is also yellow in it." Sigrid explained quickly, "The yellow color is an orange shade of blush. There are also purple and light pink. However, they are all known as blush." George was speechless. Women were so troublesome. They were clearly yellow, purple and light pink. However, they only said that all of it was blush! What happened to the other three colors that got ignored? Why weren't those three colors included as well? It was so unfair!