Orange Is The New Ruby Rose Mga Nobela at Kwento

As I put one of my feet inside of the warm and welcoming water filled with the petals of the beloved and most beautiful rose. I sometimes wonder why it has so much love being given to it. It is so imperfect, yet that is its perfection just like all of us--We are perfect and one because of the imperfections of us. I also wonder why a rose just steals my heart every time I look at it--it's just so magnificent. Is it because of the color that it possesses or because of the way it possesses the frail heart of mine? So melted in my thoughts that I was, I didn't realize that I had to get out of the bath to get ready.

I looked up, and the breath was instantly knocked clean out of my lungs. Ruby was descending the stairs, and she didn't look like a girl who had just been cornered by a high-society bully. She looked like an absolute goddess. She had changed into that ribbed, knit midi dress in a rich, warm burnt-orange hue that made her vibrant ginger hair look like literal fire. The fabric clung to every soft, elegant curve of her body flawlessly, the halter neckline leaving her smooth, creamy shoulders completely bare to the warm afternoon air. Her copper hair cascaded down past her shoulders in loose, damp waves, the front pieces pinned back elegantly with two tortoise-shell claw clips. Her face was comp

"You're hurt." She didn’t respond. She didn’t trust her voice. The door creaked open. He stepped in slowly, his silhouette backlit by orange glow and shadows. Dressed in all black, his tie undone, the top buttons of his shirt open, revealing a sliver of collarbone. His eyes found hers instantly. “There you are.” “Don’t come closer,” she warned. He paused. His brows furrowed, confused, maybe hurt. “What’s wrong?” “The fire. The screaming. You….”

Or maybe because they saw what I did to Lucian and are now officially terrified of me. Either works. We enter the woods and it's quite. “I missed this,” Ruby says, her hands in her hoodie pockets. “Just walking. No one barking orders. No blood. Just…” She looks up. “the cloud.” I follow her gaze. The sky’s bleeding orange and indigo, stars poking through the dusk like tiny wounds. “You really are a closet poet, aren’t you?” I tease. She shrugs. “Don’t tell anyone. I have a reputation.”

Ruby shook her head and smiled calmly, "Thorne, I have experienced the most terrifying thing in the world. My heart has been tempered like steel. However, the only thing I fear is that the truth will burden you." Thorne excitedly held her hand and said, "You don't have to worry about me. You have endured so much hardship, and finally, you have a chance to restart your life. I hope in this lifetime, everything goes well for you." Ruby was deeply moved and then she said firmly, "Thorne, I want to be myself again. Although I have a very young face, my heart is very old... I feel out of place with everyone and everything around me. So I want to become Olivia again."

I turned to her, frustrated, my eyes scanning her vibrant outfit - a yellow sundress with white flowers embroidered along the hem, paired with a pair of worn-out sneakers. "I don't know what to wear. Everything looks so... plain." Ruby chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement, her long eyelashes batting playfully. "That's because your style is, like, super conservative. You're like a priest or something." I rolled my eyes, laughing, my gaze drifting to Ruby's colorful outfit, which perfectly showcased her eclectic style. "Hey, my style is just... modest." Ruby raised an eyebrow, her bold, red lipstick standing out against her smooth, caramel-colored skin.

“You needn’t worry. Rose is a good woman. I’m sure Alpha Levin will love her after the wedding.” “Right. Rose’s nature and behavior are much better than Ruby’s.” “Maybe Rose’s love story will have a happy ending, like in fairy tales.” “What did you say? Repeat it!” Ruby appeared and tugged at the ignorant girl’s collar. “Ru-Ruby!” They immediately bowed in respect. “Tell me what happened!” Ruby spoke in a demanding tone. “Rose is replacing you to marry Alpha Levin.” She replied anxiously. “How dare she!” Ruby let go of the girl and ran into Rose’s room, her eyes darkening. Her emotions made it impossible for her to think clearly.

Ruby, who was a little disturbed by her hair, took a green hair tie and tied her hair so it didn’t fall apart due to the wind. Ruby also smiled while greeting the pink roses that were blooming beautifully. Ruby was very excited when she knew the blossoms she planted in the hospital garden had bloomed. She's always been, she is easy to like something and felt good. What she likes the most is seeing the blossoms blooming because it made her think there might be a chance for them to bloom again. The period where she could be the brightest, the time when she could smile. Feel free without thinking about the disease or even setting an alarm to take the medicine.

“It’s very lively today. All the celebrities in our college are here, right? James, we haven’t seen each other in ages but you are still as handsome and charming as before! You deserve to be called the most handsome man in our institution! Your taste is getting better and better!” Looking sideways, Rose only saw that it was Ruby Miller. It was unforeseen that she was also in C city. She was wearing a sleeveless pale yellow dress. It was very ostentatious, but the dress had highlighted all the flaws in her figure. Both Rose and Ruby hadn’t gotten along back in B city. Rose smiled at her and remained silent. On the other hand, James's expression fell slightly. However, the women who couldn’t s

And now the news that Ruby wanted to shine again? “Is she trying to bring me down?” Rose hissed, more to herself. Slowly, she sat back down, staring at the screen showing Ruby’s face during a brief interview. Ruby was smiling there—not the cynical smile once directed at her, but a calm smile, her eyes peaceful and her aura strong. Rose snorted. “You think you can take the spotlight again? After five years of disappearing, you think the public will forget everything just like that?” She picked up her tablet and opened a secret folder labeled “Plan-B: Reset.”