Red White And Royal Blue 2 Book Novels & Stories

He obeyed her every order and aimed to please her to her utmost satisfaction, in all ways. The Red Queen's castle was as her name implied; the curtains were red, the hallways were red, some walls in the main hall were painted red and a mix of white and black. Her silk sheets were drenched in blood red dye and there, her general ravaged her body in passionate sex.

It seemed that Beta had the same plan as ours, the only reason why they got ahead of us was because they agreed to meet back up in the middle after just five minutes. We headed towards the library where the first clue led us. We hold billions of words, one in a red, one in blue, one in yellow. It is renowned and entitled Despite the Dark Cover, It's Bright Inside. We immediately started looking for a book with a dark covering and has its title written in red, blue, and yellow. Beta was here at the library as well. I was searching at the lower shelves when I realized how useless it was to sweep the whole library for just one book.

A flush warmed my cheeks, and I shot a perplexed look at the Prince. This dress was his doing, Miriam told me as much. Was he purposefully dressing me in the King's favorite colors to gain favor? His wink only deepened the mystery, leaving me to wonder what his motivations were. "Blue is my favorite color as well," I said instead, looking away from Alex. "Did you choose the royal colors?" I asked the King. I noticed on our tour yesterday that black and blue flags adorned the walls with the royal crest. "No, those have been the royal colors for centuries," the King said. "But whoever chose them has excellent taste. They're strong colors, don't you think?" I nodded, taking another sip of my ad

responded Helen, who had froze in disbelief before getting excited in the next second. Helen felt immense joy! She was almost jumping with happiness and acted a bit strangely in the office shortly after hearing the statement from her supervisor. The reason for the girl with the full name "Helen Marvelyn Anwar" to act like that was because she had longed to study in Japan. However, due to financial reasons, she had to put her dreams on hold. Even so, Helen never gave up! She continued to search for a way to make her dreams come true, even though she had become an orphan after losing both of her parents in an accident just as she was about to start high school.

So what was going on? I slipped out of my bed and went to the bookshelf on the other side of the wall. I reached for the nook which my father gave me a few weeks ago and opened it, flipping hurriedly through the pages. Caine joined me on my bed, but I ignored his presence and steeled my focus on the book. I got to the page I was searching for and stopped, pining my index on the drawing. My fears subsided. I wasn’t wrong. The book mapped out the colors of the wolves. The red wolf was the seeker wolf, and the white was the normal wolf.

“How about you? How is training going?” I smiled at her. “It is going well. I have been meeting with Raina every morning and then with Cammie in the evening. I have also been spending a lot of time with Talia and Vivian, since they are so close to my age.” I shrugged, pulling my long hair back into a high ponytail. My hair was a bright, deep red, just like every other red wolf. Although any she-wolf could have red hair, it was the color of our wolves that set us apart. Our wolves were a deep red. Some wolves were an orangish color, but ours were different. And beautiful. Harley played mindlessly with my hair. “Everything okay?” I asked, sensing that something didn’t feel right.

I look up into the milky white eyes of my best friend and say one word. “Dragon’s!” **Authors note** I hope you have enjoyed Book 2, the next book, will follow on from this from Monday the 15th of Dec. Book 3 follows the story of Princess Emerald and King Vulcan in The Dragon Kings Golden Obsession. Hope to see you all soon :) MM xx

Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest. Her scales are a brilliant lilac compared to the deep violet of the other SpitFires. She slowly approaches Flavius sniffing his outstretched hand. Flavius uncurls his fingers, reaching for her head. In one swift movement, her jaws snap down on Flavius's hand. He lets out a yelp of surprise but does not try to pull his hand away. Blood drips from the mouth of the small SpitFire. She makes no move to rip Flavius's arm off, which is a good sign.

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His strong arms yank me into a hug and I reciprocate it, slinging my arms around him too. “Now, enough of this lovey stuff. Check out this new store that the villagers had the idea of creating.” He said as he pulled back, his finger pointed out a completely neatural colored store with a royal blue door frame and flag. My eyebrows furrowed as we walked up to it and opened the door. I felt Rhyland directly behind me as we stepped into the shop and I felt my eyes almost pop out of my skull. Everything from books to stones and journals.. all about BlueBloods. Stones with riveting blue tones sparkled as they hung on a post, and were made into necklaces.