Ruby Merah Novels & Stories

Red chuckled, tilting his head, and watched me amusedly. “Take a bite,” I said, lifting my arm to reach his mouth. “This is heaven,” I smiled, but my body jerked when he grabbed my wrist and opened his mouth wide, eating the whole macaron. “Hey!” I laughed and thought of pulling away my hand, but Red did not release his grip on my wrist. Instead, he licked raspberry jam on my index finger and thumb. I swallowed hard, hoping my heart would calm and my mind would stop flickering hot scenes in bed.

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

I'm one hundred percent excited and want to know. Emerald blushes a little, "yeah. Gem got some engergy after our argument this morning and she let it slip on accident." "I want to talk about all of that, I promise but first tell me so you can show me what all you bought today." When we started the nursery, we bought everything in whites, creams, and light-colored wood to keep it neutral, just in case. Emerald said we could add color to their blankets and things to make each crib their own. I agreed because we needed to figure out if we wanted to know or when we would find out. And with me not talking to her in three days, that conversation was short. The only time I showed her any amount of

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”

We have a room made of cotton candy. Frankly, nobody cared what was created in Larefirus. Larefirus was beauty, art, science, discovery, love, peace, novelty, and truth. It was infinite, accessible, and alive. (I believe you now understand the beginning, and now I can tell you the story of Rademos as it were, a unique creation, the first of his kind as well, the one that merged all of Savior’s design into one being and which was why the Lycans believed that he would bring about the end of time).

Amelia said excitedly. Tiffany’s eyes glimmered as she spoke, “Red rubies are usually siding toward reddish-purple or dark purple. A pigeon blood ruby is the rarest of the rarest in the world!” “If you desire it, Tiffany, we’ll get it for you,” Julian said with an endearing voice, not forgetting to glance at Charmine to make sure she heard it. Amelia mockingly glared at Charmine. “Did you hear that? Brother-in-law is buying the pigeon blood ruby for Tiffany! A red ruby from Ohly! The one and only red ruby ring of that kind in the world!”

The bold red gemstone, combined with the delicate detailing, made it a standout piece that perfectly complemented her overall look. Called the Crimson Fate, the necklace embodied the deep, red color symbolized by "crimson" and the notion of destiny implied by "fate." It poetically suggested that the necklace, with its striking red gemstone, was destined to play a significant role in the wearer's life – almost as if it was meant to find its way to them, intertwining beauty and destiny. It also captured the essence of life's passionate emotions, destined encounters, and the strength to overcome challenges, all contributing to one's unique journey and legacy.

"You're hurt." She didn’t respond. She didn’t trust her voice. The door creaked open. He stepped in slowly, his silhouette backlit by orange glow and shadows. Dressed in all black, his tie undone, the top buttons of his shirt open, revealing a sliver of collarbone. His eyes found hers instantly. “There you are.” “Don’t come closer,” she warned. He paused. His brows furrowed, confused, maybe hurt. “What’s wrong?” “The fire. The screaming. You….”

Nereza was about to knock but the door suddenly opens followed by a soft but firm voice of a woman. "Come in..." Despite the reluctance, we find ourselves entering. Not a single light illuminates the room, shortly, we all heard a soft laugh somewhere in the corner. "I can sense your fear. Don't be afraid, it's just me," a woman uttered softly. Right after casting those words, the room is slowly illuminated with light. Then in front of our very own eyes stood a beautiful woman with curly bright red hair that falls past her waist. She has porcelain skin, lips as red as blood, and a pair of emerald eyes.

Jet black feathers adorned him and they all shimmered gallantly under the sun, making Hanji feel lucky and proud of Rai. Patting his neck, he quickly sat on it's back, ignoring the sharp pain he felt on his pelvis. "Let's go Rai. Let's go find Grandfather's apprentice." ❇❇❇ The red ruby was flaring. It was glowing brightly in his pockets and was emitting heat that almost burnt his right hand when he attempted to touch it. It was a charm given by his magician friend that lives in the Pacific. It warns the holder from malicious intent and desires. This ruby had saved him from a couple of scammers and troubles, but it never was this coruscant before. It would only glow a bit, like a pulse of re