The Red Sleeve Cuff Novels & Stories

He probably thought that nine hundred dollars was a fortune to me, that I would be grateful. … Some faint rustling behind me told me that Ryan was standing there. I did not even have to turn around. I could feel the warmth of his freshly showered skin radiating against my back. I locked my phone screen, only to catch his reflection on the dark surface. He was bare-chested. He reached out and casually adjusted the collar of my shirt with an almost deliberate patience. “Soph, there’s something I want to tell you.” He only ever called me by my nickname when he was trying to coax me.

We talked about tea for a while before I took out Hola’s design draft and handed it to Christine. Christine glanced over and said, “It’s not your design.” I nodded. “However, this design is not bad. Although it is only a common windbreaker. It is more ingenious and concise. Especially this pair of sleeves. The red plum on the sleeve is very charming. The sleeves are the lantern sleeves. They can keep hands warm in winter, and they are very practical.” Christine’s evaluation of the design was also very high. “I am truly honored to see such a compliment from you.” I said.

I am wearing a color champagne body-hugging mermaid evening long dress with a thin strap, paired with black single strap heels, which I am not used to wearing. My back is not covered with any fabric. Maybe I'll ask for a shawl later in case the night gets cold. And from my dress, I moved my gaze to the accessories Nereza gave me. The golden upper arm cuff with a crescent moon design and comb pin with small pearls and flowers she placed in my elegant bun Nereza came back with Markus. The two look good together. The way they stare into the eyes of each other is something you can not break. Even without words, I can see their love and compassion toward each other.

Selena's gentle voice interrupted his thoughts just then. She wore an elaborate Luna robe as she slowly walked down the aisle toward him while being escorted by her maid of honor. Carlson instinctively reached out to steady her. The fabric brushed against his palm, and he lowered his gaze, his eyes landing on the buttons on her cuffs. His fingers then froze at once. This wasn't my handiwork. I once told him that the buttons on sleeve cuffs were too troublesome and cumbersome, and I would always make alterations to the sleeves every time I made him something.

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That's when I realized they were both wolves. We were led into a room and seated on some soft couches when they started showing dresses. They were all beautiful, but nothing really caught our eyes. Not until one of them came in with the most beautiful dress. The dress was blood red on the off-shoulder part down to the waist, where the color faded into a more golden moon color. The off-shoulder sleeves were butterfly sleeves in lace and small diamonds embedded into them. The first layer is silk, with one layer the same as the sleeves, and the skirt part has 3 layers of lace in different lengths.

she frowned indecisively. I pulled the necklace she’d given me, the cuff Dmitri had given me and a pair of chandelier earrings made of black and fire opals, off the vanity. “Cuff means no sleeves so that means the suites are out.” She held up the earrings to the dresses. “The black one,” she sounded as uncertain as I did about which color was appropriate for tonight.

" What the heck?! Let go! " I grabbed his arms trying to pull them off me but then I noticed that he was wearing the cuff I gave him. Strange.... when did he start wearing it on his right? I wondered as I look at the cuff that was stuck on my right wrist which was slightly above his. Now both our cuffs are black leather. The only difference is that mine is a cheetah with a gold filling and his, is a Dragon with a silver filling. I wonder how that mishap in the lab changed its material and colour?

Or perhaps it was just the excessive amounts of booze she had taken in. He unzipped his jacket and laid it over his legs before taking off his actual cufflinks and rolling up his shirtsleeves to display his muscular forearms, which were covered with seductive tattoos. Cassie saw her cheeks warming up as he sat there wearing a black tie, a dark blue vest, and a white shirt. She said, clearing her throat, which had suddenly grown thick. "So, what are you drinking, Irish?"

Today, he was dressed in slim-fit dark gray trousers, a matching vest that accented his swimmer’s build, and a black dress shirt with the top three buttons left open and the sleeves pushed up, showing his forearms. As I got closer, I couldn’t help but laugh when I noticed the cuffs and inside of the collar had a creepy Halloween theme with bats flying around on a foggy night. It was adorable, and while we’re close to Halloween, only a vampire would own something so cheesy. Okay, maybe not only a vampire. I bet André would love dress shirts that are also festive but in a way that’s not over the top loud to make Darren wear.