Novel & Cerita Merah Ruby

When I arrived at the gate, Levi's black Maybach was already waiting there. I opened the passenger door and was stunned by the sight of pink everywhere. The girlish decorations clashed jarringly with the understated luxury of the Maybach's interior. And Ruby likes pink the most. Levi casually said, "By the way, because Uncle Evans requested it, Ruby is working as an intern assistant in the CEO's office." "These decorations were all suggested by Ruby. She said you like pink the most. Do you like it?" I pursed my lips and said faintly, "It's fine."

I smiled as I pressed another affectionate kiss to Ruby’s cheek. “She is…” Elaine murmured, but then her gaze lingered on Ruby’s eyes. A flicker of something unreadable crossed her expression before she tilted her head. “Are her eyes real?” I tensed, my fingers instinctively tightening around Ruby. It was a question I had expected but didn’t want to answer. Crimson eyes weren’t normal here. Yet, I couldn’t lie. “Yes. She got her eyes from my husband.” Elaine’s lips parted slightly, her eyes glinting with curiosity. “Red eyes are rare. She looks like a vampire.”

But as soon as she saw me, her eyes widened, and a large smile spread across her face. “Tessa?” She gasped. “Hey,” I said lamely. Ruby wasted no time in running towards me and jumping into my arms. I could see that everyone else was on edge and as soon as we made contact, I felt Ruby’s body tense. She inhaled deeply before taking a reluctant step away from me. I could see that her eyes were no longer the pale blue that used to be, but deep charcoal black. I stared at her in shock as she got herself together. She blinked a few times and I saw her eyes gradually shift back to their normal color.

"Yet it seems dim when placed beside your face," Ed continued. Ruby’s heart, which had momentarily stopped, gradually resumed pumping blood. She realized Ed wasn't calling her name. Ed’s hand reached out to touch the necklace around her neck, brushing it briefly before caressing Ruby's face with a satisfied expression. “You’re perfect now,” he said. Ruby remained silent, but she tried to smile and nod, swallowing her anxiety. The red stone was ruby. Ruby knew that a ruby was a precious red gemstone; she just never imagined she would one day wear a gemstone that matched her name.

He abruptly lets go of me and because I wasn't expecting it, I fall onto hard ground. I ignore the pain because it's nothing compared to the anguish on Santiago's face. Wow, he's really hurt and it's not just the asshole who sleeps with his mom who did this, but it's also me. I guess if I was color I would be red and not just any red but firery red, the kind that burns everything it touches.

, I asked him instead rather than replying to the question. “I’m a North Korean defector. Does it interest you enough?” Interestingly enough that made me speechless. I decided to look at him carefully looking at his expression which nothing is even plastered on his face, and said, “It’s the “Red Scarlet.” I was here to bid for the rare item of the night, the “Red Scarlet”. It is worth than the value of the famous French Queen, Marie Antoinette’s treasured necklace of which I have also won during an auction in Bordeaux, France. The 26 oval-shaped pigeon-blood Burmese rubies that weigh 1.27 to 5.38 carats were strategically placed to create a floral effect that would make any other lady be in

It was passion made manifest. "Leela," Fennigan pulled back slightly, gasping, his eyes wide. " You're burning." "I know," she whispered, her skin glowing with a flushed, rosy heat. "I feel it." She looked down at her chest. A red light was bleeding through her shirt, brighter than the fire in the hearth. With shaking hands, she unbuttoned the top of the flannel. The empty space at the bottom of the gem clusterwas no longer empty. Born from the heat of their bond and the fire in her own blood, a Ruby had formed. It wasn't solid; it looked like trapped magma, pulsing with a deep, crimson light.

"What's wrong, Ruby? Embarrassed to admit that to me?" "A little." She ducks her head, breaking our gaze. "Don't ever worry about being embarrassed with me, Ruby Red," I say the words, and I know this woman is always going to be my Red. She'll be my passion, the desire to be around her, the color of her lips. "Ruby Red?" She grins over at me. "That okay with you?"

I coughed as she placed it on the table with a thud, blowing dust everywhere. “Here…” Ruby said, shoving the book towards me after flipping through the pages and finally finding what she was looking for. There was a painting of a stunning silver wolf standing beside a goddess-like woman with silver hair. The wolf’s body seemed to be made of diamonds the way it sparkled and I for sure have never seen a tail so beautiful and long. And her eyes, they were a very unique shade of multiple colors, like a rainbow. “Silver seems like a more realistic version of this wolf in the painting,” Mac remarked and I absolutely agreed with him.

I recalled the flowers Red gave me and felt my heart smiling like crazy. ‘I am crazy!’ I growled to myself as I walked again, brushing Red from my thoughts. As always, Ryan was too engrossed in typing on his smartphone that he did not notice me. In front of him were a bouquet of red roses, champagne on the side, and two tall glasses. I had to clear my throat so he would notice my presence. “Oh, you’re here,” he panicked, standing up. “Wow!” He murmured, blinking and puffing out air when he saw me. “You’re… beautiful! Why?”