Let Love Bleed Red Novels & Stories

“I am a mix of everything for you. All my emotions are like beads of a necklace arranged on a common string of love and wildness… so even my hatred will always have love to its core for you…” Both of us panted, catching our breaths as we peered at one another. He looked at me as if he couldn’t believe what I said. “Even when I am drenched in blood?” he tilted his head slightly. I nodded once. “Yes. Even when blood is all I can see on you, I think I’ll love you.” “This crimson color will stay with me forever. It’s not a color that can be washed off,” he said, gulping hard. I nodded.

PROLOGUE "Red is always symbolizing love. But for Rose it had never been love. It was blood. Even her name has red on it. Blood that she hates. If she has the time to turn things back on, she will never ever tie herself to the man that she once loved. "

His words caused thunder in broad daylight. …what? His friend also squatted down. He poked the red liquid on the ground and sniffed it. "Yes. It's animal blood. We're both hunters, so we're very familiar with this smell." He then glanced at Thea. "You didn't lie to us, did you?"

Ruby Curiosity tugged at his finger before logic could intervene and He tapped it open. His eyes widened. It was Ruby. In red lingerie, holding a wine glass with something dark red in it, a smirk on her lips, her large breasts packaged beautifully like a damn photoshoot. He blinked. “What the hell…” She’d definitely been drinking. That much was clear. Jeffrey stared at the screen, stunned. One half of his brain screamed that this was wildly inappropriate. The other was still processing what he just saw. He leaned back again, covering his face with his hand.

Karen frowned and dangerously approached her. "Don't you dare mention his name. If you don't know what love is, you don't love anyone, you don't love him... you love what you can get from him. In contrast, no one can love him like I can. Do you understand?" "What do you know about my feelings?! Whether I love him or not is none of your business," Ava's heart raced with what she had just said. "But you tried to kill us, and everyone will know this. I won't rest until I expose you," Ava threatened, breathing heavily.

“I think it's either red or pink. I still haven't decided.” Loveth chuckled. “Why haven't you decided?” “Well, pink is like a gentle and peaceful colour, and I like that. Although, it can be dangerous-looking, especially when there's too much of it. As for red, it's sharp. It's like wham! Bam! You can't fail to notice it.” — The girls laughed — “Sometimes it's good. Sometimes it's bad. The major reason it's bad is 'cause it's the colour of blood.” She shuddered. “I hate the sight of blood.”

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS IS A G****E TRANSLATED VERSION. WE JUST NEED FUNDS TO SAVE DOGS’ LIVES. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME. I WILL REVISED THIS SOON. GAME TEN:Bleeding Is it possible to feel different emotions in one snap of time?

People were calling me a plagiarist and were attacking me on every social media platform I had. Additionally, the number one trending topic was #GenuisPaintressLeahRivers. It turned out Skyler had spent a fortune to make Leah's art show a trending topic. People were singing her praises in the comments and calling her an art prodigy. I tapped on the hashtag and looked at photos of Leah's art show. Due to my blurred vision, I stared at them for a long time until my left eye became sore. That was when I saw that most of her work, including the details and inspiration, were blatant copies of my work. Yet, everyone thought she was the victim.

Valenfort was reborn, yet in its heart the song of blood had not ended. Above, the moon bled faint red once more. And on the wind, a whisper drifted from somewhere beyond: “As long as blood still flows, love has not yet ended.”

Red, the color of violence, rage, war, blood, the hue that defines passion, love, tenderness, lust astonished but sustains Brian McCoy’s personality splendidly, although I grant him more like a grey or black color guy, just like his disguises and cold behavior he carries all his life.