Red Rising Pinks Novels & Stories

A looked crossed his eyes,but it went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was looking at me amused again. "Of course, I didn't anticipate finding raunchy books in a sweet girl's bag, you're definitely right. Noted, I'm never doing that again." I scowled and he smirked. "So Rosie?" He asked, I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes at that, rubbing at my temples. "No, my name's Rosette, not Rosie. That's childish." "Okay, so Rose. Well that's a pretty name for a very pretty girl, as cliché as it sounds, it's the truth, you're a pretty little flower." And the blush that was barely receding was back again.

Remembering the moment they shared on the sailboat shortly before it exploded to pieces made blood rush to her cheeks, coloring them bright red, and she shut her eyes, sighing. Luke had trouble containing his smirk because he knew exactly what made Sarah blush so furiously, and his own thoughts went to the same memory. Still, he managed to stay serious as a sign of respect for the two other present people that meant the world to his girl. “Oh, guess you didn’t know that exchange of bodily fluids is how it’s done for some species. Maybe it’s enough for phoenixes…” Adaline furrowed her eyebrows in wonderment. “Mom! What the hell?” Sarah cringed visibly at the mention of bodily fluids since her

"I will always protect you. This is just a reminder to anyone who thinks they can hurt you." “My breast is emerald,” she says, staring at it. “Phoenixes aren’t the only possessive ones around here," I growl. I love that her breast is painted in the color of my dragon scales. She looks at me in the mirror again. “I love it.” Then she steps aside and I get my first real view of the phoenix on my body. I gasp as I step forward, then immediately step back so I can see the entire image of her that covers me. The feathers on her head come just to the point where my chest meets my throat. I open my arms to the sides and it’s as if my Phoenix is in flight. My entire chest and stomach are covered in

Although both the dresses she picked out for me were disliked by my mind and heart, The dull color grey, reminded me of the gloomy sky and my sad face. "Can I at least try the pink one I really don't like the colour" She pursed her lips grabbing the pink dress and handing it to me. I wore it and I felt somewhat better. "I don't like it. The grey one is better" I frown. "But mom" She showed me her angry face. "It's not your wedding Lilyan, We are getting the grey one" I clenched my jaw as she grabbed the grey and headed to the counter as I stood there.

Qri glanced briefly at Emma's expression, gently asking. "A pot of Sea Blossoms." The weather was warm, perfect for flowers to bloom. It wasn't surprising. Emma frowned, glancing at Luther, who had led in someone carrying the Sea Blossom. At a glance, she knew it was a masterpiece. The Sea Blossom flowers were starting to bloom, a vibrant shade of red resembling lipstick. Most were already in full bloom, petals intermingling gracefully, creating a beautiful contrast of shades. The backdrop of the leaves was exquisite, too, with a light and refined green complementing the red perfectly. It was as if the red was floating over the green background, creating an indescribably enchanting scene.

Amara blushed. Her cheeks and the rims of her ears were painted in the deepest shade of red. Just like the soft hue of a rose in full bloom, like a delicate sunset. Rhys fought for his self-control, which was slowly slipping through his fingers. How could someone look so innocent yet temptingly stunning at the same time? The way she looked at him through her lowered eyes, the way her skin tingled underneath his touch. Rhys could die thousands of deaths just to feel her.

Tiny edible pearls were meticulously placed at the center of each bloom, adding a touch of whimsy and refinement. Ascending to the second tier, a cascade of sugarcrafted roses in various shades of pink, crimson, and ivory graced the surface, their petals appearing almost lifelike in their beauty. Glistening sugar dew adorned the edges of the petals, giving the illusion of morning dew clinging to nature's delicate creation.

A few minutes later, ivory frowned; she saw a red dot fast approaching in front of the blue dot. ‘Uhm Anita what does a red dot mean’ ivory asked anxiously. ‘A red dot, it means a creature is fast approaching, you guys better hide’ Anita replied. Natasha noticing ivory’s frown asked. ‘Ivory what’s the matter’? ‘A creature’s fast approaching, we better hide’ ivory says out loud. ‘A creature, how do you know that’ Chevy asked with a frown ‘and even if a creature is fast approaching we can kill it’.

Then humanity needed to change with it. At first, Husen worked alongside them willingly. He believed they were searching for a cure. For months they studied ancient blood samples preserved beneath the station. The samples behaved unlike anything known. They regenerated damaged tissue. They repaired cells. They adapted to foreign organisms instead of rejecting them. The researchers named it...Crimson Blood. Husen warned them repeatedly. "We don't understand it." Their answer never changed. "We'll never understand it if we're afraid to touch it."