Aesthetic Blue Gif Novels & Stories

Why is he insisting on being friends if he is looking at me like this? “The blue of your eyes look breathtaking with the red surrounding it.” He says and if I wasn’t already red, I would most definitely be now. “It is unfair that you are this beautiful when you have cried.” He says, but he is one to speak. Even with his eyes red and puffy, he still looks tanned and sexy as fuck with his green eyes having a glossy shine to it. The blue in his eyes is lighter, making it look like the ocean and forest came together and is dancing in patterns that only they can understand.

complained Sugar Aquarius slightly querulously. “I… I… I… like your sexy, sturdy and muscular blue body, My Hero… Blue is also one of my favorite colors actually. So, would you mind letting me stay in this position for a few moments ahead?” Evania tightened her hug. She nuzzled her hero monster’s hard and sturdy chest.

They were a striking shade of beautiful blue, like deep sapphire pools, reflecting the tranquillity of the morning sky. Embarrassment flushed through me, my cheeks warming with a blush as I stood there, caught in the midst of my clumsy mishap. Yet, his expression softened, and a warmth radiated from his beautiful blue eyes. They held a tenderness that made my heart flutter, a connection that spoke of shared moments and unspoken emotions. Even in this vulnerable state, his eyes conveyed a reassurance, as if to say, "It's alright, Nesta."

It was vibrant, chaotic, and undeniably emotional. "And this one," Ms. Elena said, handing her a second sheet. "We asked them to paint 'sad'." Blue. Deep, indigo swirls that curled in on themselves. Heavy. Suffocating. Aurora stared at the blue swirls. They looked like the ocean. They looked like the depression that had swallowed her whole. "She has an eye," Ms. Elena said. "A gift. We don't see this often. Maybe once in a decade." Aurora’s hand tightened on the paper.

, Yihan tauntingly asked. Nezeira looked at him squarely as he approached her looking directly into her eyes. In the midst of meeting Euphenia and checking out the bodies, she completely forgot that she wasn't wearing any contacts. And it so happened that where she stopped after Yihan called her, the sunlight fell on her like a heavenly beam. Yihan's heart took a jab at the scene in front of his eyes. The vampire, who he hated and perhaps secretly feared as well, looked like someone from another realm. And today it was specifically more alluring as her blue eyes were in full view. He felt a complicated feeling of fatal attraction toward her. His narcissistic mind felt like a caged animal in

I wanted to ask him to stay as far from me as he could, to avoid making me run mad with thoughts of pinning him down and begging him to take me out of my misery. “You are beautiful,” Blue muttered, causing me to tear my gaze from Fred to him. “I haven't seen a wolf as gorgeous are you are,” he breathed out. “Your fur is like the sun. Golden, graceful and fucking lovely.” As he spoke, he approached me with Fred. “Your eyes, sparkling and bright, remind me of the sea during the sunset.”

And now— Blue is lying on her stomach in the back of the van, one leg bent, her foot kicking lazily in the air. The doors are flung open to a view that looks like it was made to be posted—clear lake, honey-colored rocks, a few paddle boarders way off in the distance. But I can’t stop looking at her. Her bikini bottoms are a soft yellow, high-cut and sinful. She props herself on her elbows and takes a sip of water, then glances over her shoulder at me with a sleepy, sun-kissed smile.

She realized it was best not to push into the storm clouding his mind, even though she had little insight into its cause. They both stood in silence, taking in the beauty of the painting before them. In the heart of the canvas, a vast expanse of cerulean blue stretches endlessly, embracing the horizon with its tranquil hue. Wisps of fluffy cumulus clouds dance gently across the sky, their edges tinged with a soft, ethereal white, floating lazily as if carried by a whispering breeze. The blue sky acts as a captivating backdrop, imbuing the scene with a sense of boundless serenity and a promise of endless possibilities. Its seamless gradient, from the deepest azure at its zenith to the paler,

I gasped when I saw them like that for the first time ever. “Wow,” I gasped out as I leaned forward and pulled my bottom eyelids down to get a better look. “They're amazing, right?” Tristan asked in a giddy voice. “Yeah, they really are,” I replied. They were beautiful, such a vibrant blue and the white circles that illuminated within my eyes, really did move and swirl around. I could watch them all day, they were that hypnotic. I could see why Tristan was so fascinated and mesmerized by them.

His hips ground against mine as he whispered my name over and over, a mantra only he knew this intimately. Vetur flared, energy zinging through me. My power was back. It reached for him and his fire answered. In a daze, I watched as they mingled and became one. Pure white and glacial blue intertwined with burning red, vibrant yellow, and glowing orange. It was majestic. My Vetur and his fire.