Red Lover Novels & Stories

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 said hoarsely. “Perfect, and fitting too.” Sesora smiled. “No one is more suited to represent The Whore in the Red Mask than you, Vera. That color on a pleasure maiden always symbolizes the best of the best, because of its very first wearer, Eve the Red Mask. Ever heard of her?” I am her, Sesora. “Who has not heard of her? She is legendary.” “That she is,” Sesora said reverently. “Did you know Moira, Lily, Rose, and Semiar all worked with her in the past?”

"...someone older than us." The heavy doors opened once more. Three elite hunters entered. Unlike ordinary vampires, these warriors wore fitted black leather coats rather than ceremonial robes. Each carried twin curved blades across their backs. They knelt. "My Lady." Nysera descended from the platform until she stood before them. "You will travel immediately." "Yes, My Lady." "You will observe." "You will not interfere." "If Crimson Blood has truly awakened..." She paused. "...I want a name." "A face." "And proof."

Zee commented. “Sure. Have you noticed that they often look normal?” Inara remarked. “Yeah. They are designers not models. Sometimes they are shy too.” “Yeah. I’ve noticed.” The screen filled with a lipstick advert and after that an acoustic guitar instrumental music fused in with a background of rose petals. A pink perfume bottle featuring Inara inhaling rose flowers, stood at the corner of the screen with words streaming beside it as the sexy voice of a woman read along; From the stable of Men’s Aura comes a sweet rose fragrance for women. “Rose Aura” Available in stores soon. Get early release at www.mensaura.com.

Something bright and pure to treasure and corrupt and own forever. “But this guy,” he said, and his face grew tight, “he isn’t about love at all. He’s about hurt and depravity and degradation. Is he a pedophile straight up? I don’t know. Does he like to terrify and torture? I think so. Get him, Marie.” His glowed in a strange way, matching the tiny swatch of red fabric in Marie’s purse. She slipped her fingers and crumpled them around it. “Get him.”

However though known as a cold hearted man his music was all interesting and romantic. With dusk till Dawn the song of Sia playing Rinna found herself closing her eyes and with the rhythm of the song flowing in her body she leaned her head against the glass tinted window. As the song continued to play she tried to imagine how Zayn Malik was in the video but horror of horrors she only got the image of the devil, the way he was at the hospital , oh goodness the ocean blue eyes..

His eyes bleed red as they meet mine across the room. “We have missed you too, Okami.” Kenji’s gruff voice breaks the silence, the sound of his Lycan coming from his mouth. My head whips to the left to look at him standing to the left of me, his eyes the darkest shade of black I have ever seen. “You clearly haven’t learned how to control your wayward thoughts since that dinner with your parents Red.” Levi says, letting out a strained chuckle. Red creeps up my neck, covering my cheeks with embarrassment. It has been a long time since I have been this aroused, probably due to the fact that I am currently surrounded by four of my gorgeous mates.

Warning: 18+ brutal gruesome scene, mature content, skip if you aren't okay with bloodshed. Lorenzo's POV. Dread filled the air as I stepped into the red room, which had different restraints, sex toys, bondage gears hung about it. I caressed the wipe making sure it was strong, the way I wanted it to be before I flung it to the side. Taking in the monochrome room. The red room was just a name, it wasn't particularly painted in the color, although I would have, but it wouldn't give me the pleasure I wanted if blood splashed across it, I wouldn't see it dripping down, and it didn't sit just right with me.

In front of me, Ryan chuckled low, his words cutting straight into me. “We’ll see. But it’s starting now—we need to be on our way. Before we go though, you should know something.” He leaned closer, his voice dark silk. “Red is deadly on you. If Alek lost control and fucked you raw like that, it’s because you’ve already got us wrapped around your pinky, baby girl.” Heat flushed across my face, my lips curving in a smile I couldn’t hide. My blush burned long enough for both of them to lean down, each pressing a kiss to my temples—soft, fleeting, dangerous.

Here I am, in Richard's arms, watching him sleep peacefully. It's strange for me to be in this position, since after my disastrous marriage, I closed myself off to romantic relationships. I dedicated myself completely to my ex-husband, and he ended up cheating on me. But with Ricardo it's different, he attracts me in a way that I can't explain. He is extremely handsome and knows exactly how to bring me to ecstasy in bed. It's hard to resist this kind of seduction, but I know I have to be careful not to get too involved.