Pastel Red Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Just as dark as the outside the interior design was just as black. Geez is this man a CEO or part of the mafia? Seeing her panicked look Alec again could not help but smirk in amusement. Clearing his throat he tried to reassure her that she was in no danger. "Mr Acres has a liking towards dark colours. He finds them soothing and much easier to work with. Not to mention they go well with his style." Yes, maybe black, purple and red were his aesthetic or just the common style for mafia groups but ey, what do I know?

almost cute as she looked around the penthouse. Yeah, I did it, going against my own will from blue and black color to some weird mix of muted pink, lavender, and what I could only assume was nude lilac color, whatever the hell that meant. Furniture? All pastel plush and rose gold, with plants shoved into every empty corner like someone was scared of blank space. Basically, the kind of place that would make any guy instantly lose testosterone just by breathing. From paint to furniture, it was all done in the time I got to know she was coming here. I had basically made Eliot to hack all her social media to get to know her taste.

"Lucy? Lucy, where are you?" Dante called for his lovely mate while getting inside the big mansion. Athena looked around in awe. It was even bigger than the mansion of Dominic. She was mesmerised by the beauty of the house. It was decorated while following a theme of red sea blue colour with perks of red objects here and there. They seemed to represent her wolf and her eyes colour. She wondered if it was decorated to represent that only. "You mom decorated the house to hold onto every little memory of yours. Isn't it beautiful and unique?" Dante asked in a soft tone while looking at her astonished eyes.

I have gotten suggestions from so many places. Aaron had even suggested that I make everything sultry with different shades of dark earth tones just so it would give my storefront a more sophisticated vibe but I wasn’t sure that was what I wanted. I didn’t want anyone to feel like they shouldn’t go into my store because they would not fit in. I wanted the exact opposite of that which is why I chose a springtime theme with brightly colored pastels. I wanted it to look whimsical and happy; like something out of a children’s book.

It rivalled the palaces wherein royalty and the Aristocracy resided. A greater massive cover mattress. Priceless antiques and artwork have been everywhere. The mattress turned into blanketed with a lovely crimson velvet blanket which was regarded as extraordinarily soft. From the wallpaper right all the way down to the smallest particles, the entirety turned selected cautiously in aesthetics. The room turned into a massive sufficient to soak up a maximum of the second one ground, however, regardless of the way you checked out it, it did now no longer appear to be Raven's room. Rather, all of the designs in view have been pretty feminine.

He had a penthouse suite, which I wasn't surprised by. When we got in, he excused himself to go and change and then told me where I could get some wine and where the glasses were. The penthouse was gorgeous. It had some inviting warm colours like velvets and whites and oranges. It was very tastefully curated. Probably done by a designer. Nobody had recognized when we were out because he was wearing a cap and had the hood on most of the time.

"Inspection of what? " "Colors. As you may have inevitably notice, we are surrounded with nothing but the color yellow. This is nothing like your world where colors combine. All is separated. With walls, borders, or lines. And no person with their designated colors are allowed to leave or enter another side of colors. Once spotted, you will be thrown to the place of outcast and lose the chance to visit the Outside world. Your world. Or they might take you in as slaves. Or worse, death. "I understood her words but it only arose more questions. "So you are not allowed to interact with other colors? "

“It just took so long, and you kept getting more and more stressed, so it seemed smarter and smarter to just make the aesthetic decisions and let you change them if you wanted.” He unlocked the door and pushed it open. The foyer of the Mansion spread out in front of me. The beautiful wood floor remained, and so did the sweeping staircases, but everything else had been changed. The dour walls became pastels much like the ones Sera and I had agonized over for the shelter. The rugs had been replaced with soft geometric patterns that matched the walls. In the middle of the foyer sat a circular desk with a chair in the center, already set up with three different monitors. I drifted inside and ran

“What are you thinking for the stormy aesthetic?” Harper asked curiously, holding up the deep winter swatches which include the colours: midnight, olive, expresso, silver, grey, charcoal, mocha, wine, brick red, ruby, Boysen berry, fuschia, magenta, mustard, honey, Ocea, dark green, forest, jungle, royal purple, mulberry, purple, royal blue, Aegean, and ceru lean. Knox snatched the swatches from her hand, spreading them across the desk like he was dealing a winning hand in a high-stakes game. His parrot green eyes darted over then, his lips moving silently as he processed each colour. “Stormy aesthetic,” he repeated, tasting the words. "Aye, it's got tae feel heavy. Atmospheric. No' just dar

I looked around and realized how different the four accent walls from every one of them. The one in front of me was like a pastel-colored painting of yellow skies and pink clouds. Beside this girly accent wall was a full gray wall with shimmering metallic silver lines in different directions which formed edgy shapes. The one it was facing was a plain Indigo Batik painted wall and the only thing that made it looked like an accent wall was the framed abstract at the center—the same color with messy lines as if painted by a kid. I turned my gaze at the last one, a combination of Red and Black. It was full of overlapping unearthly figures.