Red Heart Irresistible Yarn Novels & Stories

I just shook my head at him, not wanting to explain myself, and began browsing through the dresses on the rack behind me. As I was browsing through the rack, a dress hidden away in the back corner of the shop on a rack a few rows behind the one I was browsing through caught my eye. It was a gorgeous ruby red with silver, crystal bejeweled straps that I could see and I immediately made a beeline for it, hoping it was my size, or atleast close enough my size to be altered to fit me. My research on Charles' pack had told me that their crests colors were red, black and silver, so it would be the perfect dress to wear to his school's formal. I pulled it off the rack to get a better look at it, on

Her eyes wavered under his cold gazes "Red is for Anger . Red is for Destruction . Red is for Passion . Red is for Blood and attention . Red is for Power and Red means strong . Red is for thirst And Red means Danger also" . . .... ,, Abhimanyu whispered each words in her ear and she squirmed under his presence . Abhimanyu stopped and moved away from her . Her Adam apple was bobbing up and down fastly . His eyed her throat and his loud throaty groaned filled the room but also made her to jump in fear

Did his memory come back a little? “Enter our village, but be on your best behavior. We will tolerate no more bloodshed… Violet Ruby, welcome home.” A voice echoed within the trees. Glowing lights that floated next to the trees guided our path. “Ladies first.” Rin spoke, to which Ruby remained still for a moment before it registered that he was talking to her. She was still in shock from what Rin just did. So was I. I followed close behind Rin as we allowed Ruby to take the lead. We walked a bit more and soon saw the village. It was filled with shifters that had nine tails and fox ears. Surprisingly there were a good number of them. They made the ruby wolf pack look like a small gang. This p

The little thing in front of him was attempting to seduce him but Radyn merely assumed that she was just happy to see him. She smoothed down bits of her red-coloured hair, trying to fix the waves, that would naturally fly out if it were not for the magic of hairspray, to make herself look more presentable. It would have been a lie to say that the late mornings did not do her justice as Scarlet looked more extravagant than ever. With her lacy, crimson nightgown hugging her comfortably and her ruby irises vibrant in the light, it made sense why she was called Scarlet. She had an alluring yet devilish charm to her that the Werewolf adored.

It looked like a drop of blood, a shade so deep and full of glow that it was creating a violent contrast with my silver strands and light complexion. It was a strapless piece wearing which my bosom looked like it was covered by the second skin, and after that it had a splendor of a heavy material sweeping the ground dramatically. The dress had a slit that went all the way to my thigh, an outrageous amount of leg for a "good girl" to show kind of scandal. However, I was not a good girl anymore. Actually, I was dating the Devil. "The color refers to the power, " Paolo told, rebuking a falling hair. "In the old wolf's culture, red is the color of the heart of the Alpha."

Aleena’s POV . Because of the date now, I had to unpack two of my bags and take out all the red dresses which I had with me. If I wasn’t wrong, then right then, thirty or more dress in front of me in various shades of red like Madder, Crimson, Cardinal red, Poppy red, Carmine, Spanish red, Rusty red, Chocolate cosmos, Rosewood, Imperial red, Cordovan, Fire engine red, Rose vale, Old rose, Bittersweet Shimmer, Light red, Light Coral, Garnet, Rose ebony, Chili red, Vermilion, Misty rose, Turkey red, Salmon, Cantaloupe Melon, Barn red, Blood red, Tea rose, Cinnabar, Dark red, Fire brick, Indian red, Lust, Maroon, Redwood, Scarlet, Tomato, Bittersweet, Jasper, Rosy brown, Rose taupe, Fluorescent

“It is just complicated.” “Most things worth anything are,” she said widely and patted the silk. “Now, this color would look stunning on you. But I think you need something brighter. Something that makes you feel powerful.” She moved to another roll, which was a vibrant, deep crimson. “This. This is a healer’s color. A survivor’s color.” I looked at the rich, bold fabric, so unlike my usual matured tones. A small, fragile spark of something—not happiness, but perhaps defiance, flickered in my chest.

The color is a deep, rich red that looks like it would shine in the light. Olivia says, "This is a special dress, made just for you. Look at the pretty patterns on it." I might have been angry with Olivia a while ago but right now, I feel all the anger subside, Ryan certainly has eyes for good things when it comes to women. I looked at the delicate white designs on the red fabric. They looked like flowers and leaves, intricately woven together to create a wolf pattern. The designs were scattered all over the dress, from the top of the bodice to the hem of the skirt.

Would he show his figure? Would people be aware of his existence? Would the secrets and crimes that he had committed be unraveled? That person, can she melt the cold heart? Which would he choose? Hatred and vengeful past or love and their future? This red thread, still remembering their souls to each other.

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