Red White Royal Blue 2 Novels & Stories

I hold it back, she was so excited. " Blue is the color of trust. It represents imagination, inspiration, and freedom. It seems calm and light. It tells meanings of depth, trust, loyalty, sincerity, wisdom, confidence, faith, and intelligence. " Coincidently I had the blue color on my plate, I stroked my brush on it and leaned it to her nose. The sudden cold contact made her flinch and her eyes widened. " It suits you, " I bit down my laugh when she touched her nose tip and her fingers felt wet.

I got this hunch that he'd become aware of my gaze and was about to return it, so I looked away immediately. "Are you aware that the rainbow is just an illusion?" He asked turning to me, with that cute smile still playing on his lips. "Huh?" "The rainbow," he repeated, pointing towards it "it's an illusion cast on the sky due to the reflection of light" "Really" I said. He scoffed and silence reigned once again. I figured it was now time to part ways before he begins to grow on me. "I'm about to go in now," I said reluctantly "Which hospital building do you stay?" I grabbed the arms of his wheelchair.

the wedding had guests from far and near and so did the Camfreys present themselves. Iris stood from outside watching her mother happily get Chimere into her garment of the day. While she had requested a baby blue colored dress, the servant had done well to inform her of the color code of the day. “The royal relatives are to wear Rose Gold.” The omega started concentrating on her hair. “But I love baby blue. I know I will look good in a baby blue ball gown” she persuaded. “The queen and bride are to wear pearl white, her groom is to wear white with a baby blue pocket square signifying the dress of the next ruler after them and that person we both know is Princess Chimere” a voice answers fro

The same pattern was done for the three cravats on the portion of the cravat that would adorn the front of the knot. The silver blue material for the three waist coats was entirely covered by a small pattern called droguet using royal blue and aqua blue metallic threads. The only twist between the three sets were the flowers; this was the same as their female counterparts- Harry’s had magnolia flowers while Matthew’s were Fuchsia flowers; John’s were tulips.

he smirked again and ate his cupcake as he walked back to his seat. Red scoffed but smiled at him, appreciating what he did to me yesterday. “I hope for a boy,” Addie said. “A girl,” Leslie grinned, taking the cupcake with pink icing and eating it immediately. Red extended his hand to me, and when I held him, he led me in front of the cake. I took the cake shovel and gave it to him. “Wait! I haven’t got mine,” Ariana narrowed her eyes, unsure of what to get. Red smiled at his sister. “If your guess is right, you'll have your prize. If our baby’s a girl, I’ll let you design the baby’s room. If he’s a boy, I will let you change Aya’s entire wardrobe.”

Despite his slender appearance, he had broad shoulders, and Bianca could see the protruding muscles of his bare forearms. At the same time, she inwardly congratulated the clothes' designer on having had the delicate idea of tearing the fabric he was wearing in places. Bianca wasn't surprised, therefore, to realize that this stranger's skin, like that of her best friend, was extremely pale. But what fascinated her most were his eyes. They were a strange shade of blue and red. The rims were pinkish and covered with long lashes. There was something magnetic about her gaze, almost supernatural in its beauty.

Her long ombre hair reaches down to her waist, and her looks were complimented with a cute baby blue embroidery Bardot dress that compliments her eyes. The two boys have blonde and brown hair which makes them delightfully dazzling to look in their way. They both have light brown eyes. The boy with blonde hair has a pair of reading glasses on his face which gave him a gentle demeanor. While the boy with brown hair has a cocky and arrogant kind of look on his face which lets you know the troublemaker between the two boys. The woman herself was drop-dead gorgeous. On her were printed trousers with a plain black top, some sandals and a pair of sunglasses which makes her more alluring.

"Are you serious?" She nodded and the saleslady, who earlier was elated was now annoyed at Ligaya. She just lost a big earn because of Ligaya's strangeness. And so Ligaya and V proceeded to the men's section where clothes of her taste were located. There, she immediately spotted a black V-neck and a navy blue rounded-neck

Colors blurred in his vision as his hands tore through the last of them—another red… a purple… and— His fingers stopped so abruptly the rest of the stack slid against his gloves. For a heartbeat, his heart did the same. There. Not Nochten red. Not the dull browns of local estates and their endless petty commerce. Not any of the familiar stamps that meant delay and procedure and more waiting. Royal blue. The color hit him like air after drowning—clean and violent in the chest. His shoulders loosened on instinct before he could stop them, the release so sudden it felt almost painful. The Postmistress’s shrill protest, the postman’s reaching hands, even the bite of winter at his throat—all of i

She held up the cards. There were two colors. Red and blue. Whatever that meant, my pulse was hammering. “I prepared a wonderful reunion that will go better with a game.” She held up two cards. Red and blue. “Pick a card,” she directed at Vincent. “Red or blue?”