Red Sans Novels & Stories

Selena: Jen, Code Purple. Oh shit, this cannot be good. During spring break of our senior year of high school, Sel, Sav, and I each came up with a code color for when we needed one another urgently. Sel chose purple, Sav chose olive, and I chose red. “Is everything Okay?” Greg asks from behind me.

Thinking of the appearance of the three men, Emily felt that wearing the same clothes might give them a different temperament. “Sure, I don’t have any objection.” Stella nodded her head and said. Feeling that Emily’s opinion was quite good. “Then, the red color is for Ruben. It’s up to you to decide what color you choose for RK and Seventeen.” Emily felt that the red was very compatible with Ruben’s coquettish personality. “Seventeen like to wear black, so black was for him. As for RK, then I think dark blue look good on him.”

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

This is not happening right now. Two dark red lines.

“You’re right Hazel and oh Nina it’s important that you give us a colour to work with “ insisted Scarllet “Uhmm, I don’t have a beat colour but Aiden said Red looks good on me” I said with a small smile “No, red is going to be too shorty and then it will all collide with your hair colour …we need another colour , there’s a lot of colour options out there “ suggested Scarllet

"This ruby? Silas promised it to me. You’re just wearing a borrowed crown. You think you're special? You're just a charity case in a fancy dress." I felt the tipsiness from the champagne turn into a cold, hard focus. I looked at her pristine, million-dollar white gown and then at the full glass of dark red wine on the table next to us. "You know, Sandra," I said, my voice steady and sweet. "You're right. Red is a very difficult color to manage. It's so... permanent." I reached for the wine, and with a "not-so-accidental" flick of my wrist, I tipped the entire glass onto the front of her white silk.

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."

RED. To be Continued

"Yeah, I've met your cousin. Her hair is brownish red, isn't it? She's very beautiful even though she doesn't look like you two at all." Kay cleared his throat, annoyed. "Rupert, what did you want to say earlier?" Rupert remembered what he forgot. "Oh, yes. Doesn't this look like Scarlet fever?" he turned to Florence. "Aren't the symptoms the same?" "At first glance, it does look similar. But if the symptoms are not found in other patients, it's probably just an allergy." "Actually, I found two people with the same symptoms in my ward." Rupert said in low voice.

Ren tells me, glancing at me. I have to tear my eyes away from his to stop my blush. With those multi coloured eyes looking brighter than ever, and the scent of him encapsulating me, I can’t help but feel a little overwhelmed. Ren is truly the most handsome man I’ve ever laid my eyes on. And I’ve seen all the other Alpha’s at once. “Why early evening?” I ask. “Why not late, when the stars are out and the moon is the brightest?”