Paint It All Red Novels & Stories

As Aric entered the living room, he recoiled in horror at the scene that confronted his eyes. Josephine and a stressed-out Henry stood in the room, holding clipboards. The first thing we need to do," he overheard her remark as she scribbled on a sheet of paper, "is scrape off all of this horrible old wallpaper and paint this house in a brilliant red." She looked at her brother dead and said, "Not blood red, mind you." I'm referring to a shade of pink-red, the color of my go-to lippie.

“You’re right Hazel and oh Nina it’s important that you give us a colour to work with “ insisted Scarllet “Uhmm, I don’t have a beat colour but Aiden said Red looks good on me” I said with a small smile “No, red is going to be too shorty and then it will all collide with your hair colour …we need another colour , there’s a lot of colour options out there “ suggested Scarllet

I pull out my paints and started. I dipped my brush in blue, because I thought he will be here to comfort me. Black, because he does not come. Red, because I'm angry, very angry. The paint forms an orb. A deep orb with black, blue and red swirling around it. I can feel myself feeling better because of the sight of it. I dipped my brush for another color, and another, and another. It seems to me that the more I add bright colors, the more I feel better.

“Understated? No way! You need to stand out and make a statement! Red is unforgettable, and trust me, it’ll have heads turning. Just give it a whirl!” With a reluctant sigh, Sophia accepted the dress and shuffled toward the fitting room, feeling a mix of excitement and trepidation bubbling inside her. The vibrant color was indeed striking, a fire engine red that glimmered with potential, but somehow it felt like wearing a costume instead of an expression of herself.

“Let’s go.” She had no idea why, but maybe because it was the colour which best represented vengeance, that fully symbolised the amount of rage that burned in her heart, maybe that was why red had become her favourite colour after her rebirth. Natalie stood in front of the mirror, watching the fierce woman in red that stared back at her from the mirror, lips painted a crimson red, her hair falling in loose curls over her shoulder, coated with the smell of lavender. Picking up her purse, she was ready to leave.

I pulled it out, my breath hitching. 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘬: Red is a good color on you, Zaika. It hides the flush on your cheeks perfectly. I leaned against the mirrored wall of the elevator, the cold glass biting into my back. "What the fuck did I just read?!"

I remark. “Let’s just say that the picture that mom texted to me did the real thing no justice. I couldn’t text you back because I was too busy repainting and redecorating my room. Someone had turned my entire room orange. When I say entire room I mean all four walls the ceiling, the floor, my bed frame and bedding. Everything was orange.” I explain.

Sebastian dips his paintbrush in the red paint and starts painting the car, which looks like a red sack of potatoes, but even then that is better than a man's penis. I walk away, holding out my wet palm in front of me in disgust. ** "You did that on purpose!" I snap. Sebastian stares at me in disbelief, but frankly I'm not concerned with his feelings. What I'm more concerned with his the poor boy who didn't get his rocket ship.

"If the sky is blue and ten people say it's red, everybody will believe those ten. And even though the sky comes to the earth that screams that they're blue, nobody would believe them. They already think it's red, it will forever be red to them, no matter what. The simplest thing it can do is change to red, be the red they all want it to be" I frowned, "what are you trying to say?" "Why don't I just kill him?"

he replied “Well, red is like my most preferred color, I do not have favorites” “Oh, please. Most preferred and favorite what’s the difference there? Red is your favorite color” I responded as he chuckled “Okay ma’am yes ma’am red is my favorite color ma’am” he replied “Good. But ready must red be in everything? I mean the car is red already and you still ensured the interior has shades of red. I for one cannot be obsessed with colors this way” I said as he chuckled “I am not obsessed with it. Well, I will not say I am obsessed, rather, I like to see things in that color” he replied