Red Sans Novels & Stories

He went ahead to make sure I had understood how dangerous he could be, quite not digestible but it was all for the small facade. Several men jumped out of nowhere. They were all putting on the 'Raven' outfit and each of them were all holding long sticks as they emerged to save Val and I. "Did Raven send you to meddle in what's not your business?" Rex asked the men. One of them sprang forth an attack, the long stick piercing into his stomach as he lost his balance staggering. "Tell Raven that I said she should stop meddling in my matters. We have ended the alliance between us already" Rex manged to say, holding unto his stomach.

Still bored. But she didn’t want to go to Daniel and Josh’s place. Not today. Her phone lit up with a message. Jessica: “This one? Or the red one? Or do I look like I’m trying too hard in both?” Sabrina smiled a little and typed back. Sabrina: “The cream one. It’s softer. Red screams Valentine’s Day.” A second later, her phone rang. Jessica didn’t wait for a hello. “So you really think the cream one? Not too boring?”

I say trying to calm her. Elsa and I are more than friends. We are more like sisters, we both stand at a height of 5'9 with golden hair, the only difference is our eye color. Hers are a light brown shade while mine are a very deep shade of green. Most people think we are sisters but we are both just two orphans that met one faithful day, fell in love with one another and became inseparable ever since. My mind is brought back with a mocking laugh behind us, I turn around and find Samuel.

I stuffed my fists into my pockets and leaned against the back wall of the elevator, trying to calm down and think rationally. Seth started talking, his words to dissolve the tension in the small space, directed at the redhead who stood beside us, oblivious to the fact that he had been so close to death at my hands a few seconds ago "You must be Forrest Ashford am I right?" The red head turned to him, a polite smile on his face "Yes I am" he paused and his brow furrowed "but I don't think we've met before" Seth was quick to answer, smiling his client winning smile "No, we haven't, we're distant cousins of the bride" he paused and added after a quick glance at my scowling face "Very distant

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

Accepting defeat, he stared longer, his eyes not leaving Sebastian or his body. Alongside dark jeans, he was in a blue t-shirt- the shade reminding Alex of his eyes the day they first met. His eyes glistened as he talked to his girlfriend and friends that were around him and Alex could only wonder if they glistened that way when he spoke to him too. He had one arm wrapped around his girlfriend's shoulders, the other holding a red cup as Alex watched him take sips from it. No matter how hard he tried, Alex couldn't bring himself to look away.

"This will do the trick." It's deep cherry red.

Her face flushed and I was sharp to detect the anxiety rolling down to her face as a furrow. My cock felt the strong pulsation and blood circulation was high too. Once again she made me hard with my scenario of her being fuck by me. " You belong to colors, Cupcake. " I caressed her pale skin and she brutally flinched but relaxed against my touch. " Your whole life belongs to colors. Black is for me but the world's all bright colors are yours. Give me that color that doesn't belong to you. Give it to me. " I whispered before opening the caps of the colors.

He says and I nod, totally agreeing. When his gaze falls back on me, it flickers to my hair and his eyebrows pull together, "No ribbon today?" I shake my head, "No ribbon for the last ten days." His confusion grows deeper, "Why?" "Because each color describes an emotion for me," I say. "Yeah?" "And for the past ten days, I only felt pain," I shake my head, "I don't have a color for that." Emotions reflect in his blue eyes as he lets my words sink in. His chest rises and falls before he mutters, "Can I fix that?"

“I even went to The Pacific to see if she was right.” “What do you mean she was right?” He asked, pressing his lips to my temple. “No one knew me.” I scoffed, feeling sorry for myself, and pursed my lips, staying quiet for a second. “I’m sorry, but I was getting paranoid, Red.” “Baby,” Red turned me to face him. “If I go there in jeans and shirts, no one will recognize me as well.” “What do you mean no one will recognize you? You’re the owner of the company -”