Palette X Goth Novels & Stories

There's even a grey open bra and open restoring lingerie for me. I gently sigh then shook my head. I started putting some of my clothes, beside Hecate's clothes in our walk-in closet. I started organizing my clothes beside Hecate's, most of Hecate's clothes, are grey. I don't know where she got her obsession with grey, but she and her friends are so weird. Skye's been obsessed with brown, Hecate with grey, Lilith with Red, Katya with White, Amelia with Green, Elena with Blue, Dominique with Maroon, and even Nyx joined their craziness, with her being obsessed with the black color.

I had taken the initiative to call her by her name. She smiled at me and sat upright. "Good to see you too Isabella," she replied to me. Jackson was whispering some irrelevant things to me and I looked at him with disgust. “Sorry?” I ignored him and I opened the file on the table, I pointed out the third design. It was a combination of green and black with hints of purple. “I like this, it’s not red and black for a change and it gives out the villain aesthetic still,” I explained as I pointed at the designs at the side. "Red and black has become too cliche, it is the best but it is cliche," I said to her.

He travels alone mostly, at the start he traveled in groups of survivors of twenty to thirty people but they all succumbed to becoming food of the Pales. Eight years ago, western society as we knew it collapsed due to the sudden appearance of the Pales. These terrifying creatures stood at a height of eight feet and were equipped with claws capable of tearing their prey apart. They initially swarmed cities in large numbers, feeding and causing destruction wherever they went.

“Hey, how about brown and orange? That way it wouldn’t matter if they’re boys or girls or one of both?” “What if we want pink and blue?” Gaia interfered--- and that’s when I got it! “Red and black!” I exclaimed as if I’d just had an epiphany. “That would so go with the “hell”-theme we got going and---” Dargan continued to rant on about their “hell-theme” nursery and what their stuffed animals would look like so they’d all fit into this theme. “He’s not going to stop now, is he?” Gaia sighed, shaking her head and looking to Ashley for support.