Red Rising Pinks Novels & Stories

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’.

her assistant, Clara, said gently, appearing in the doorway. Natalie nodded. She turned away from the window and moved toward the closet, selecting a gown the color of fire—deep crimson silk with a plunging neckline and a slit that cut up her thigh like a blade. She chose it for a reason. Tonight, she wouldn’t blend into the background. She would burn.

There were whispers that seeing this color could even make him short of breath. While it was only a rumor, it did affirm that he indeed disliked pink. Seeing her opportunity, Yaslyn stoked the flames further. "Pink is inherently hard to elevate to a sophisticated look, especially the shade I despise the most—the shade of pink found on lotus roots. It's preposterous." As soon as she said this, the man beside her approached her. "Miss, do you also find this pink attire distasteful?" As expected, he fell for it.

"No." Aldren looked through the glass. "What about his blood?" "We ran another analysis." "And?" The nurse hesitated. "It doesn't make sense." "Explain." "His blood appears normal for several minutes." "And then?" "Then the Crimson markers spike." "How high?" "Too high." Aldren's jaw tightened. "Could it be contamination?" "We thought so." "And?" "We replaced everything." The nurse lowered her voice. "The result was the same." Aldren stared at Elias. "Does he have any physical changes?"

"These are for you, big guy. A little something to brighten up that cave you call an office." Tiny's expression darkened as he stared at the flowers like they might attack him. The contrast between his imposing presence and the feminine bouquet was so comical that I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. "They're... pink," he finally said, voice strained. Emma nodded enthusiastically. "Hot pink! Matches your personality perfectly." Rosa made a choking sound that poorly disguised her laughter. I watched in fascination as something shifted in Tiny's expression—annoyance giving way to a softer emotion as he looked at Emma's beaming face.

his frustration was written all over his face and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Ridiculous? I think it looks amazing. It adds to the beauty of this place. It attracts love, nurture, and compassion as the color pink symbolizes. "The color evokes feelings of comfort, warmth, and hope. Maybe you all should try embracing some color in your lives." I shot back, crossing my arms around my chest. Rhys moved closer to me, his jaw tightened. "Talia this isn't about making this place beautiful and colorful as you claim. It's about respecting boundaries."

I grinned. “How can you not? Have you seen yourself?” she said breathlessly. I raised a challenging eyebrow. “I haven’t actually. Mind describing me?” “I would actually love to. Ok, let’s start with your eyes; you have the most intense red eyes I have ever seen. They are incredible and I could stare at them for the rest of my life. You have sharp and manly features, but your eyes are my favourite, so nothing else matters to me,” she smiled. I fell in love with her then.

A red rose which shines and clearly emerges into the room because the whole room is black. And everywhere in the room there are black roses and that's why this red rose looks more beautiful. I held my body and, with the force of my right arm, I sat on the floor, then I stood up and walked towards this red rose. It is so beautiful and attractive. I have never seen such a beautiful rose, a red rose with so many petals, about twenty, before. I sat beside it and saw that rose which is so attractive and isn't an ordinary rose. On seeing this rose, I just thought about my past.