Red White And Royal Blue Book Cover Novels & Stories

The cover had a mix of brown and gold, with the gold being used for the inscriptions, even at the edges. He still had his eyes on the book when he asked, “And what makes you think I will have anything to do with the attack on your son’s mate? Or isn’t that who we are talking about here?” There was no way he could see the annoyed expression on Ronald but the retort that followed was enough to know, “Of course you will know who I’m talking about when you made a statement that correlates with the situation that occurred. I thought you were just bluffing as at then, but look what happened,”

Back to the front cover. Kenneth gave me this book as a present. For drawing purposes, I know it's a sketchpad with white blank papers. Just ordinary... Yet now, I'm witnessing with my own two eyes how the plain abstract cover erased its colors, transforming into something red with cursive design at the center. Written in thick italic letters, THE BOOK OF STRINGS wrote itself as if there's an invisible hand with golden ink writing them. If I'm in my right state of mind, I would have screamed, tuck my tails, and bolt to ask for help. But I did nothing of those...

While I might not know many words yet, I know enough that I can read the title of this book. “The Story of Carnelia the Great,” I mumble to myself. Opening the book to the first page I see the name “Primus” scrawled in an uneven hand on the cover. So this was his as a child. I smile, thinking of what a little monster he must have been like as I turn to the title page. “CARNELIA” is hand-lettered in bold calligraphy. Underneath, is the image of a gold and red dragon, her body curled in the sky, replacing the sun.

“What colour do you want to start with?” “At least let me get dressed for this.” Seeing he’s pretending to not hear a word I say, I sigh. “White.” He hands me the white bag. It’s heavier than expected. When I peek inside, something catches in my throat. No way. I reach in and slowly pull out a hardcover novel — the limited edition. Bonus chapters. Character art. Gilded edges. The kind of cover you touch like it’s holy. It only released last month and costs more than my dignity. I’ve had it bookmarked in every browser tab like a prayer.

"Really? You found some?" Prince Ron nodded. "Look." He placed all four books on the bed. Each one was a different colour, Red, Blue, Purple and White.

Sigh, I don't like taking care of myself so far I was surviving but barely. "Well then, let's show you the blue blood manor!" The blue blood manor was a fancy name for the crown Prince's bachelor pad. The colours were very…masculine. It was the exact opposite of what I imagined the Rose house looking like. There were dark colours at every corner–correction royal colours as exaggerated by Symon as he led us towards the pool room. The royal colours were blue, gold, silver, red and at one point the Queen fancied pink, so everybody else did.

“Calm down Celene, the book..it's not going anywhere.” I didn't bother answering him, he couldn't possibly understand what was at stake, I would finally understand what had happened to my people, why my mother had made the decision she had…I could finally understand my true nature…everything. The book looked unassuming tightly wrapped with a dark red clothed cover, embossed on it, a wolf painted silver, excitedly I slowly unwrapped its cover. The rhythmic pounding of my heart is a testament to my eagerness to learn. Yellowed pages delicately sewn in come into view, My eyes turn to meet Alex in a glance as he leans closer, his eyes a mix of curiosity and amusement.

I said, “What book?” he asked, “All of them.” He looked extremely puzzled by this request but he simply nodded and left to carry out my wish. I wasn’t sure of what the exact book was but I knew I would recognize it if I saw it and I did when he brought them in. It had a purple hard cover back with the picture of a lily printed on it. She had looked so intrigued by it when she was reading it and I could tell that she loved it given how much she fought to have it.

I opened the door but there was no one there, only a Royal Blue box. I picked up the box, and it felt fancy in my hands. The royal blue color shimmered like a deep, calm ocean. The box was smooth, like touching silk, and had a golden trim that added a touch of elegance. Opening it, a burst of excitement filled me. The inside was lined with velvet, hugging the contents with a soft embrace. Nestled within was a pristine, cream-colored invitation adorned with intricate gold detailing. The paper felt thick and luxurious, carrying the weight of anticipation. The royal blue box held more than an invitation; it cradled a promise of grandeur and celebration. It was a tangible piece of the regal affa

Megan asked. “You of all people should know why. This breed of people has always caught your interest since you were very little, and I made sure not to withhold any information about them from you.” After speaking, he took a halt in front of one of the large shelves and pulled out a book. He stretched the book forward to Belinda. “Take it.” He uttered. Belinda took the book and stared at it. Nothing was written on the hard cover, but the color of the book was red. On this particular shelf, almost all the books were red, which left her wondering how he got to know the right one to pick.