Andromeda Pol Blue Ice Novels & Stories

Katleya stopped when Blue handed her his phone. “What’s this for?” she asked. “Your Facegram name. I want to be friends with you. You’d like that, right? I can even introduce you to my twin,” Blue said. “Fine. Thank you.” Katleya added herself using Blue’s account. Once done, she handed the phone back. Blue smiled when he saw Katleya’s display picture. She wore a two-piece swimsuit, showing off her beautiful figure and a mole on her chest. He stared at it seriously.

I paced around nervously while she just laughed at me. "Calm down missy." "Calm down?, I'm meeting his mom, his freaking mother Naomi, how the hell can I be calm?" Henry had called me earlier and told me to get ready, he said he'll be at my place in half an hour and we would be going to his mother's place. "You look awesome babe." "You think so?"I accessed myself in the mirror for the third time. Naomi had chosen a blue dress that was flair from the waist down because of my stomach. It stopped just at my knees and had silver decorations all over it.

He had his black hood on to cover his face and red eyes, as the people might get suspicious. After waiting for almost half an hour, the High King finally finished, now walking towards the man holding the white pillow where the blue crown had rested. The Ice Crown of Glacia was made of Everfrost Stone, the most valuable mineral in the north, even more valuable than any diamond, as it had been formed for thousands of years in the glaciers, and it would never melt. The High King gently held the crown with both hands, then walked towards the back of Arth’s seat.

Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy. I could not keep my eyes away. For a brief moment we locked eyes, forgetting all others in the room. I took in her appearance from the blue dress that had a heavy defined slit at the back to the silver sandal heels she wore. Fuck, I want to be inside her, fucking her with that dress on. I saw how uneven her breathing became. She was sucking on those lips. I wanted it.

Maurvi's POV Amit and Prachi came back after an hour with Prachi, almost red in colour and Amit like someone who was not able to hide his excitement. I teased him , " What took you so long for getting ice-creams. Did you personally prepared them ? " Amit smiled a bit and then scratched the back of his neck. A hint of red hue came on his face. Awww... he was blushing. " Sorry for being late, but I found someone today, while buying ice-creams. " he said with a smile. Everyone was looking at him with surprise.

I allowed Alpha Ice and his luna to go on with their French kiss for the next five minutes before I cleared my throat, gaining the attention of the couple who seemed to have forgotten my presence and that of the other women in the kitchen. Carey blushed in embarrassment while Ice or Alpha Ice smirked at me. "Ah, I forgot about you, " he stated, " Carey, this is... Er Blue, the rougue I captured this morning and Blue, this is Carey, my Luna, " Alpha Ice announced, once again caressing his lips. With a brow raised I questioned, "why Blue? " He shrugged, " you never told me your name, " I snorted, " Blue is fine then, " it was good he didn't know my name, that would make it hard for Allan and t

“How many people have you killed, Blue... Iris?” Her eyes suddenly widened, lips parted, then she gulped, but the gun remained pressed against my groin. “H-how d-did you know?” Her question was hesitant and wary. Huh! I could distract her. “My mom had a flower shop. Of all the flowers, she chose iris to bring home every day and placed it in my room. As annoying as it is, I liked the blue one. Your eyes are blue like an iris flower. They remind me of her.”

Blue did little more than stare at her own reflection in the empty plate in front of her. Only when Anya re-emerged with a teacup of coffee—sans milk—and Marian took the very same seat at the end of the table did she finally look up. This time, the woman wore a plum-colored dress, far more modest on the chest, her hair secured in a neat bun. And as Blue glanced towards the woman, she couldn’t help but feel she was staring straight into a mirror, gazing upon the horrid, twisted future she faced. She stared straight back into her plate.

"Try this one." Sapphira twisted, watching her reflection in the mirror. The metallic blue dress hugged her waist and flared out at her hips, its enormous skirts completely covering her feet. It was heavy, and the bodice pinched her ribs as she breathed. It had been a long time since she had worn a dress like this. "Oh, you look beautiful, dear." "Thank you. I can't take it, though." She frowned pensively, looking back at her reflection and swishing the skirts.

Elcrimos don’t touch people who are not stained with the dirt of our world. “Have you told nonna and nonno about this?” I asked. “Yes. They already know.” A knock was heard on the door followed by the mahogany door slowly opening. Miranda, one of the servants, went in. “Damsel, Madame Felicity and Sire Aleksander are waiting for you at the living room,” she informed. I paused for a few seconds before replying. I could feel the rampage of ache again. The rage and throbs which I tried to bury for a month suddenly aroused after knowing she’s finally here.