Merah Ruby Novels & Stories

As Ruby reached out for the gift she had gotten him, she couldn't help but smile—it was a bracelet with charms representing all of their happy times. Ruby swiftly headed for her bedroom to get glammed for the night. Standing in front of her closet, she contemplated the various outfits available to her. Her aim this night was to look breathtaking, so she reached out for a strapless mini-dress in the most vibrant colour—red. She let her hair fall magnificently on her shoulder. Completing this look, she opted for a matching pair of heels that complemented her legs perfectly. But as minutes turned to hours, Ruby’s excitement slowly transformed into a growing unease. Her heart sank as she realize

My savings account was about to take a fatal hit. "Welcome," a clerk said, bowing slightly from behind a sleek velvet counter. The entire wall gleamed with polished gold, but my eyes locked onto a single piece resting on a black silk cushion. It was a delicate band inlaid with raw, deep crimson rubies. When I held my hand over the glass, the red stones caught the overhead lights, complementing my skin tone perfectly. The clerk slid closer, her hands gloved in white cotton. "Would you like to examine it? This is our signature Ruby Piece. Rubies are traditionally known as the king of gems, symbolizing an unbreakable bond, passion, and courage."

Isabel’s POV “Ladies and gentlemen,” the auctioneer began, drawing out the suspense, “this exquisite ruby necklace dates back to the early 19th century. Crafted by a master jeweler, its deep red stones symbolize both passion and power.” His gaze swept over the crowd as he continued. “These rubies are some of the finest you’ll ever see—untouched, unblemished, and set in a custom-designed gold frame. A true collector’s piece.”

My mind roves back in time to being in that terrible fortress with all of those ghostly, unmoving people in their gray cloaks. “Not gray.” I shift from foot to foot. “I apologize.” “The official colors of Meridem are yellow and crimson,” she offers. I suck my teeth and sigh. “Butter yellow, and a softer red is fine.” She nods and begins to turn out of the room, but stops, her hand resting on the gilded doorknob. “Ma’am?” “Yes?” “If you’d like… if it’s appropriate…” “Yes?” I press. Little lines of unease crease between her brows.

I have feelings to consider, to understand and to feel that I just waited for someone that I deserve their love and deserves mine. I just bumped into someone who's fine-looking, he's named Articus Lawson. My future husband, the one that I am looking for. A tall guy with high regard to everyone. You kissed my forehead while laying down at your limb, you're holding a red thread and you tied it to our pinky fingers and asked, " You know this?" I looked at your dazzling eyes but I have no clue what it was for. " It is the Red ​Thread of Fate". I just closed my eyes. It was the last that I saw you and I couldn't ever open my eyes again. My last tears touched you, hope in our next life I can abut

Something was about to happen but what. “I guess it is time, my King.” Mercy pulled him out of his thoughts. He gazed at her and she gave him a tight smile. "Tell me who started this stupid custom?" Vladimir mumbled in a bored tone as he looked at the females dressed in different shades of red at which he barely managed not to scowl at them. Red was known to be the most desired color for a Vampire. Exotic yet enchanting. But seeing all the women dressed in red probably in trying to appear somehow appealing to Vladimir, the color lost its charm.

“Then get ready to burn with Raphael.” He raised his hand slowly. “Shadow Scale.” The dragon’s scales shifted dramatically—turning from deep black to ghostly white. Its purple eyes gleamed with cold, otherworldly fury. Before it could unleash its power, Ruby suddenly stepped forward from the shadows. I blinked in surprise. She hadn’t followed us earlier. How had she gotten here so fast? Erin blazed forward, her sword drawn, the crimson gem embedded in its hilt pulsing with power. Her crimson eyes burned bright. “We’ll take Raphael down together.”

"Yeah... Do you know him?" "Know him?" Ruby scoffed and twirled a strand of her coil like fiery red hair around a pale finger, her brown eyes like pennies. "Hell, I work for the guy - who seems to procrastinate like the Devil lies." I chuckled and nodded, now remembering Emrys mentioning how Laker is afraid of her. "He can hold off on things," Ruby chuckled and looked at my dress, her eyes not missing both the golden sun and my mate's mark.

I stride over to my desk and settle the box on top of it. My jaws clench when my fingers trail over to the lid. I suck in a short inhale and flip open the lid. And right before me, glowing red in the dark is Marty’s gift. The red ruby. Gingerly, I pick it up and my thumb strokes the glowing stone. To the naked eye, the ruby appears quite ordinary, plain even. Its only unusual feature is its perpetual shine. That…and the power it holds to lead me to my worst enemy.

he dismisses Emerald’s concerns. A servant girl enters with a huge bag. It turns out that it's workout clothes in all different colours. Malachite has a pretty green; Ruby and Garnet each receive a set in red, different shades though. Mine is gold. It’s too much. I don’t want to be the centre of attention.