Merlin Red Shoes Novels & Stories

She could hear the sound of her heart beating loudly in her chest and her own harsh breathing. Afterwards, they lay together, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking before sleep overcame them and they fell asleep in each other's arms. That night, Merlin’s dreams were plagued with visions of red, unblinking eyes staring at her through the darkness of unfamiliar woods at night. She could hear the sound of her heart beating loudly in her chest and her own harsh breathing before she jolted awake, bathed in sweat and realized that it was already morning. *****************************

Meredith was wearing a navy fisherman’s sweater and a pair of white crocheted lace pants.The pants were fitted in the waist and flared out to a wider leg over a pair of Louboutin black quilted boots with a rounded rubber toe and heavy duty lug soles on a block heel. She wasn’t sure if they were going out or not so she put on her warm boots just in case.

The silk top, the star sapphire belly ring, and the super skintight jeans. WOW! She hadn't dressed this sexily in a long time, and she missed it. She checked outside and saw that it was going to be sunny and warm, so she picked out one of her favorite pair of warm weather shoes. They were black and had three-inch heels, with what looked like dozens of straps. They surrounded her tiny feet in black leather and set off her toes beautifully. She checked to make sure her ruby red toenails didn't have any chips, they didn't.

Autumn gave her a fake smile as she puts the stilettos back into her feet. "I'm talking about your dark eye bags, Rosie. And you're welcome." Even if she already turned her back from Rosie, she knows that the girl was fuming. She won this round. She walked out from the hall like a winner. She was finally at the parking lot. She was almost limping because her shoes were killing her. As soon as she was inside her car,she removed her shoes again and threw it at the back. She heaved a sigh of relief as she steps into her comfy sandals.

"Let's start with basics," Lena squealed rushing to a floor to ceiling window lined with shoes, boots and sandels. "Oh my Goddess," Serena squeaked holding her hands to her chest. "Casper only ever brought me sneakers and big army style boots. What are those?" She pointed to a pair of shiny black shoes with red soles and a spike protruding from the heel. "Those, darling, are Laboutin." "They're beautiful." "Luna Lucy used to have some," I said frowning at the shoes. They never looked comfortable when Luna wore them and they didn't look comfortable now.

The wall had a few floor-to-ceiling, in-built shelves that held different items of clothing, accessories, and shoes. I walked forward in amazement and looked through them. I wanted something in red and gold. I finally found the perfect heels. They were gold-coloured high heels and the heel part looked like it was the stem, and on top of it rested a red rose which formed the ankle part of the shoe around. It looked really nice. "Would you like to wear ornaments, Queen Avalyn?" one slave asked softly. "What do you have?" I asked. She walked towards the wall and pulled out an entire shelf full of ornaments. I saw things I didn't even know the name of.

She struggled to make a decision. When we came to the shoe aisle, I gladly took the initiative. I left her for a moment and scouted about the shop, returning triumphantly with something behind my back Grinning like a two-year old, I displayed a set of red stiletto heels. What fascinated Emerald about the pair of shoes was the matte finish at the base. I moved closer to her and requested politely, “Would you grant me the honors?” Emerald gave me a bashful nod as I knelt down and carefully removed her sandals.

Her red heels were not so high that she couldn’t walk in them easily. She hurried down the stairs to see August standing at the bottom of the stairs, holding their daughter, Abigail, in his arms. The baby was wearing a red dress the same shade as her mothers. Her hair was styled with a headband with a bright red bow, and she smiled when she saw her mother. One of her black shoes was on the floor. “She lost a shoe–again,” Mercy said. “She’s always missing a shoe,” August said. Mercy bent down to pick it up and worked it back onto her daughter’s foot. “This is why I’m always late.”

Sherry found this strange, almost unsettling. Two weeks into this life, and people had treated her like a pawn, disregarding her as if her individual worth didn’t matter. In that time, this woman, who managed the store, knelt before her without even a moment’s hesitation. The gesture touched Sherry. It was often said that in the bleakest moments, the smallest kindness felt like a light in the dark, a reminder that some trace of humanity lingered, even among people as ruthless as those in the Cross Empire. "These are crafted by a master cobbler in southern Bone lake," Gen explained, lifting a pair of dark, inky blue heels that resembled a midnight sky. From afar, they appeared black, but upon

"Here's the shoe you'll use to partner with that romper." "Fuck." I can't help but to cussed at what I am seeing now. "Is it my birthday today?" I'm already wearing red, and now she wants me to wear it with red shoes? I can't deny that this shoe is simply beautiful, the heel is a bit high and it has two straps, one for the ankle and the toe. Trina handed me the shoe again so I reached out my hand to accept it. "Are... you... sure?" Why am I wearing this? I can be seen from afar even if their eyes are blurred.