Ruby Red Series Novels & Stories

Angelo asked. "We need a theme. Like an opening for it." "Ruby red will be good. It will go smoothly with the jewelry and the project. We need something mature and pretty, something that will speak to all ages, and not just one," I suggested, having decided during the creation of my jewelry to use Ruby red as the tone. It works so well with my design and would be effective in attracting all sexes. "I doubt that. Ruby Red doesn't seem that good. Black should match as well. It will also go with the latest suit design we intend to launch, along with your jewelry. I believe this will suit our project more than the Ruby red you proposed."

Gabriel has a red hue to his before we switch back, our suits intact. “They work even my wolf didn’t notice it,” Caden smooths his suit down, a smile on his face. “Here are the serums. The red one is for burns, the blue is for deep wounds, and the translucent pearl-like one is …” Gabriel flicks his gaze towards Aurora before continuing. “To stop any use of nightshade from taking effect,” My mate swallows, nodding as we all begin slotting the vials of serum into our suits as we clip them in so they don’t fall out once the fighting begins.

Would he show his figure? Would people be aware of his existence? Would the secrets and crimes that he had committed be unraveled? That person, can she melt the cold heart? Which would he choose? Hatred and vengeful past or love and their future? This red thread, still remembering their souls to each other.

"This will do the trick." It's deep cherry red.

, I asked him instead rather than replying to the question. “I’m a North Korean defector. Does it interest you enough?” Interestingly enough that made me speechless. I decided to look at him carefully looking at his expression which nothing is even plastered on his face, and said, “It’s the “Red Scarlet.” I was here to bid for the rare item of the night, the “Red Scarlet”. It is worth than the value of the famous French Queen, Marie Antoinette’s treasured necklace of which I have also won during an auction in Bordeaux, France. The 26 oval-shaped pigeon-blood Burmese rubies that weigh 1.27 to 5.38 carats were strategically placed to create a floral effect that would make any other lady be in

Aleister smirked, throwing the knife up and catching it by the blade without even looking. "Anyways, you can take whatever you want for yourself except for my scythes and help me with bringing some of the guns back up as well as a few swords and spears. We're going to need to up our game if we don't want to end up dismangled so chop-chop." Ruby said changing the subject and grabbing a vibrantly red-colored large case from the wall among the other scythes. "What's that?" Aleister asked as he watched Ruby flip the locks and open the case taking out an odd-looking gun colored bright crimson and black.

BenBen crossed his arms and said, "It's nothing special, Diana. When I have money, I'll buy you an even bigger one!" " Pigeon-blood red ruby is currently the most expensive ruby in the world. You? Tsk tsk..." AndrewAndrew didn't hold back. Ben exploded, "Andrew, why are you turning your elbows outward? Now John is our common enemy!" Ben wrote John's name in his mind. He stole his beloved little sister, and he would remember it for the rest of his life!

I have feelings to consider, to understand and to feel that I just waited for someone that I deserve their love and deserves mine. I just bumped into someone who's fine-looking, he's named Articus Lawson. My future husband, the one that I am looking for. A tall guy with high regard to everyone. You kissed my forehead while laying down at your limb, you're holding a red thread and you tied it to our pinky fingers and asked, " You know this?" I looked at your dazzling eyes but I have no clue what it was for. " It is the Red ​Thread of Fate". I just closed my eyes. It was the last that I saw you and I couldn't ever open my eyes again. My last tears touched you, hope in our next life I can abut

"Mr. Randall, Corbin just made a mistake. Please, let him off this once." The moment I opened my eyes, I saw Senna Harlow on her knees outside the Thornwell Group building. She had always been proud to a fault, yet here she was, willing to throw away her dignity for Corbin Pryce.

RED INK EP 28: Disposition • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • ~~~~ Fred's point of view~~~ His motorcycle was a tough zandor 880 with over 1000cc and could travel sixty miles per hour. He chose this cruiser because it was light weight and was very practical. The lamps in front of it were dim because he made it so. His eyes needed to do the seeing and any light could put his target on watch.