Red White Royal Blue Sequel 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?"

Morgan laughing again. Kira finally standing in front of Bruce. My sister meeting the woman her brother had completely lost his fucking mind over. Morgan practicing medicine. Arguing with me. Driving me insane. Maybe someday walking toward me in a white dress. Maybe someday wearing the crown that had been waiting for her long before either of us knew her name. Maybe pups running through the Palace while Morgan blamed me for every piece of furniture they destroyed. “Five,” Bruce reminded me. I rolled my eyes. "We're still negotiating that."

Red says and puts her sister beside the wall just in front of the stairs and leans her into the wall. "I'll just get you a glass of water, stay here," Red said with a hint of annoyance in her voice. Blue just stared at her sister, walking down the stairs as she keeps swelling up tears. She closed her eyes and think. She's troubled about something. It can make her sister go out of control again.

“The red means you join the left faction, and the blue means you join the right faction.” I glanced at Prince Franklin who kept a straight and angry face. The King then held two white dies out, and threw them on a table. “Choose.” He ordered. I immediately chose, and then he nodded at me to uncoat it. I slowly and gently unwrapped it, and everyone watched with silence and anticipation except the two royals in the room. “Blue.” I muttered, showing him the color. The king had a smirk on his face. All of a sudden, Franklin unsheathed his sword and slammed it on the table. It was a clean strike at something I could not yet see. Everyone looked shocked, including the King.

NARRATOR The great hall of Ravencrest was alive with anticipation, and the air seemed thick with energy, like the very stones of the building were holding their breath. The banners, draped in silver and blue, hung like silent sentinels, the colors a testament to the old bond between Rolan and Mara. Rolan, gone now, but not forgotten. Silver—the shade of his strength, and blue—Mara’s scars, which had come to define her as much as her resilience. Together, they wove a tapestry that was neither entirely victory nor defeat, but a complex, ever-shifting middle ground.

she asked "I thought you hate them" Nawal stop what she was searching and turn look at her sister confused "Who told you that?" "Sultana of course" she answers without bordering to look at Nawal. She roll she eyes and turn to what she is doing then said "She is trying to make you spill something, even I don't know the color". "Aren't you the one that design it" Asmy rants her head still on her phone. "I did" She said while dropping some of the nighties on the bed. Putting her hand on her hip she continue "but then Mami and Umma said they'll decide on the color, although I choose light blue".

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

at least her door step. "Yes, we've her boss"The girl froze when the person in the car spoke, she thought of following him them to find out what they were really planning on doing but a last thought of her mother made her close her eyes again, her mouth moving in great speed as she chant a spell and in a swift moment she was home,curled up on her blue couch. Her room was interior were all in blue,starting from her beryl blue armchairs,baby blue bed head board,her nice blue soft teddies,her Casey blue blanket,her midnight blue wardrobe everything was all blue and gorgeous.

Even in the low lighting, she could see the family resemblance between them; the squareness of their jaws, the dark curly hair and the deep tan of their skin. "I'm sorry to say that I don't, Alpha." Alpha Kai hummed thoughtfully. "Did you know that my great-grandfather mated the sister to the King?" He pointed to the painting hung above his Beta's head. "They met at the King's coronation. She had the most incredible auburn hair down to the back's of her knees, and," he paused, turning to meet her gaze, "sapphire-blue eyes." Shit. He'd figured it out. And not only that, the Alpha was her distant cousin.

I only hoped nothing had changed. I got to the stairs and watched the scene unfold in the sitting room. My father stood in the sitting room with my mom beside him and some other friends. The convoy came to a halt. One by one, the bodyguards stepped into the house first. The entire mansion fell silent. Even Father straightened his suit. Then the rear door opened again… and Red Dragon stepped into the house with effortless confidence. He looked the same as fifteen years ago: grey hair, dark eyes, a chiseled jawline, and a tailored black tuxedo to complete the look.