Hues Stories

Choosing the right window treatments can greatly enhance both the aesthetic and functional aspects of your space. If you're in Edmonton and looking for quality, style, a...

HUMANISTA SERIES #1 Kira, a hardworking student from a modest family, got a scholarship to attend prestigious private school. Then, she meets Blake, a notorious we...

July

In making an artworks, you need to think wise in combining the colors so that it wouldn't ruin it.

There's a reason we see the world in color But are we sure of what's true? If people can lie to get things in their favor, Would you quickly recognize it in a different...

Her name speaks of love and the color red, yet her life, much like her name, is bitter and dark-a void echoing emptiness. She is Amara Cervantes, an orphan who no l...

Welcome to Haven Hues! This is the Community Guide and the hiring book. Hiring: Open.

A Writer's pallette of love 💗

Behind the coloful rainbows of the present, is the hidden hues of glaxies in the past. It might be dark shaded, yet like the universe, it's undeniably beautiful. This i...

Can you imagine meeting your complete perfect half ? You compliment each other on a level that is totally unexplainable. This is only the beginning... What is a hue ? A...

In the heart of a seemingly ordinary town lies a place never intended to be acknowledged as secretive. Standing proudly amidst the landscape is the Weathered Tree stands...

A rhythmic tone of lines. A random scribbled words of mine.

Compilation of random scribbled words.

who said nights were for sleep? - marilyn monroe photos that were used for this book were belong to the rightful owners.

A collection of poems written by me, old and new Poetry, when enjoyed feels divine, Poetry is evergreen, and ages like fine wine!

In the midst of winter, I met him-a character so extraordinary, it felt like he stepped out of a novel just for me. He embodied everything I had ever dreamed of. He was...

where hues collided and collapsed. ps. illustration art taken from pinterest.

One lie is equals to thousands of wounds, broken pieces of heart and pain that never fades. Laijeo's lies never ends. He thought that lying is similar as playing only bu...

Prancing inside a fenced and guarded field, littered with thistly shrubs and thorns which leave her bandaged limbs in crimson patches; the countless beds of flowers spra...