Red White And Royal Blue Fanfic Novels & Stories

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

Horace leaned in, then roared, "Why is he blue? My son can't be blue!" Silence gripped the crowd. Everyone exchanged glances, no one daring to speak. Dragon royals were born red. It was an ancient rule. Other colors existed among common dragons, but never royalty. A blue dragon, born to the prince's concubine, screamed one thing. She had betrayed him. The crowd's stares burned, and Horace's rage boiled over. He lifted the child and smashed it to the ground, killing it instantly. The gruesome scene made me shudder.

Slowly, I stand on my tiptoes again and snake my arm up his neck to pull him down for a small chaste kiss. And then, I hear one of my siblings’ sound of disgust. “Gross,” Red had his hand covering his eye. He had a tattered bag slung on his shoulder while his other hand was covering Blue’s eyes, who was getting annoyed because covered eyes meant he couldn’t read. I’m sure he didn’t want to peek at us. “And I just ate, Violet. Thanks a lot. I’m going to bleach my eyeballs now.” I rolled my eyes, “You can come out now.”

I did not have a choice but to listen. I walked with the maids out of the living room, but right before I left, I overheard his Beta saying something regarding Rogues, but I couldn't care less at this point. When I finally arrived at the room, I looked at the whole aesthetic and realized the young girl Annie might be a lover of blue, as she had colored major accessories in the room with the color. "The water is fully functioning," one of the maids, who had stepped out of the shower announced. As she leaves the room, the Alpha King Damascus

she asked, "I just want to know," he asked, "what is your favorite color?" Funmilola asked, "Royal blue and black or red" he retorted, "I love your color," she says, did you want me to change?" she asked, "which means, our favorite colors are wine, royal blue, and black, we will be combining the colors to make one favorite" Damilola says, " yes, I love you, babe," Funmilola says, and she smiles,

Diana did not resist and did not move. Rena gripped Diana's red hair tightly. "I hate these eyes! The blue, and the red hair! I hate them all!" Rena then threw Diana, until this human hit the table, and sat down under the window. She then took the glass filled with water and then poured its contents at Diana. Then with a very deep breath, Rena regained control of her emotions. Honestly, she hated someone who had red hair and blue eyes like Diana's. Rena also has red hair, but she has dark brown irises. But she hated the mixture of the two colors, red and blue. Rena would lose control if she saw someone of that color. If she saw it, she wanted to kill that person right now.

"You don't spare me even when I'm in my menstrual period" ... ,, She said and covered her body with the blanket . What she was feeling that time was confusing her also . Fear of his eyes were worst than his actions . His eyes held Nothin but only blankness end them "Blood is Red and Red is my favourite colour . Enchanting scent of your period makes me insane enough to take you again and again" ... ,, Abhimanyu wore his clothes without even sparing a glance to her

I’m aware he’d say the same about me, with a wishful dash of hope that our daughter has the same blue irises I do. That, of course, is its own complication, given that if/when she’s with Nick, he’ll have the twenty-four-seven reminder of me. That wayward thought has me significantly wondering if I’m not fully convinced he has the sole power to tear up our agreement. As I’d considered, there might be a greater influence(r) at play here. Which makes me even more nervous to meet the former king, thank you very much. But Nick is still grinning sexily and he’s murmuring sweet words and his hand is resting on my stomach and… Really, the sugar high morphs into a more distinct sizzle through my vein

He told me earlier that he wants to enter the arena looking like a king, like an alpha already. "Let me help you with this," I say, reaching for the first layer of his outfit. The ceremonial regalia is impressive. Bright leather pants that fit him perfectly- he picked the colour himself just to draw attention to himself. The leader pant is a sharp blue that fits his skin tone perfectly. Then I help him to wear his shirt, a blue shirt with a shiny threading that catches the light. Over it all, a long black coat with silver wolf emblems embroidered along the edges. It is the kind of outfit that makes a he- wolf look like he was born to rule. He looks so royal

“The Phanton line has come to an end and a hybrid cannot rule the kingdom.” “I accept Princess tawny’s proposal. So, who here has the guts to challenge me for the right to the princess’s hand and the throne?” Crimson stands, face red and eyes turning from their yellow to the crimson color I love so much. His anger is palpable, and the vicious voices die down to disgruntled grumbles. “That’s what I thought.” Crimson steps back but does not sit back down, remaining by my side instead.