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Bright, human red. And it didn't stop.

“This will do the trick.” It’s deep cherry red.

And she links my arm with hers as we head out. The man that I want to see the most right now is Adair. Entering the room where we got our measurements done my breath hitches in my throat as I take in Adair. Holy shit. Cut to precision, his tux is exquisitely made not shying away from showing off his muscular body and broad shoulders. The completly black colored tuxedo with a blood red colored tie screams lethal and not to be messed with. On the breast pocket of his blazer fits a blood red handkerchief with a sword pin, and to complete his look he holds a Roman styled black mask that alludes power and prestige.

You can do this! ***** Ed_Dianthe | Ms. Ed

Being a photographer and a fashion brand owner must be really tough. "Yep. Red symbolize love and romance. Pink symbolize joy, grace, gratitude and admiration. Yellow symbolize friendship. Orange is for enthusiasm and passion. And white for innocence and purity." I looked at him, "Why did you ask, Cakeu?" He raised his hand, so I stopped. He stood up. I watched him go to the roses. He took the scissors beside it and started cutting some roses and removing their thorns. "What about the numbers?" Numbers? What numbers?

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I said, thoughtfully. “Nice to meet you, girl in Indian red,” he answered, as we shook hands briefly. “It’s crimson red, actually,” I disagreed. Painting was my passion and I knew the names of the colors. He raised an eyebrow, while starting the engine. “I think it’s Indian red.” “No, Indian red is lighter than this dress. It’s crimson.” I explained like a nerd. “Okay, I will see it again when there is more light. To be continued,” he joked and I sighed, shaking my head at his response.

only possible because I don’t have any weakness…. and now if I marry you…. Then..” ravan stopped in between his explanation “Then what?” Reva questioned him in recklessness “Then they will come after you.. I don’t want to put your life in danger reva” Ravan explained her “Is that your excuse for rejecting my proposal ravan?” reva again questioned ravan who did not answered her, sensing his rejection reva hastily got down from bed and picked up a fruit knife from their bedside table and slashed her left hand wrist, It happened so fast that before ravan could react reva slashed her right hand wrist too “REVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA……………………………” Ravan screamed and rushed to hold reva in his arm “FUC

I have feelings to consider, to understand and to feel that I just waited for someone that I deserve their love and deserves mine. I just bumped into someone who's fine-looking, he's named Articus Lawson. My future husband, the one that I am looking for. A tall guy with high regard to everyone. You kissed my forehead while laying down at your limb, you're holding a red thread and you tied it to our pinky fingers and asked, " You know this?" I looked at your dazzling eyes but I have no clue what it was for. " It is the Red ​Thread of Fate". I just closed my eyes. It was the last that I saw you and I couldn't ever open my eyes again. My last tears touched you, hope in our next life I can abut

"Dylan, I'm fine. It is important that you show the third princess, who is a valued guest in our kingdom, that you do not disregard her." Rose gave Miren a sideways glance. She held the fan in the palm of her hand while she played it, and the crimson feathers made light contact with her fair skin. Red, when placed against a white background, not only looks stunning but also can make people shiver when they look at it.