Aurora Borealis Blue Novels & Stories

"The aurora forecast is strong tonight." My heart leaped at her words. I'd prepared myself for the possibility of not seeing the lights during my stay – they were notoriously unpredictable. That evening, bundled in layers against the Arctic chill, I ventured out to a designated viewing spot. The temperature had dropped well below freezing, but excitement kept me warm. Then it happened. The sky came alive. Ribbons of green light danced overhead, pulsing and shifting, joined by hints of purple that deepened as I watched. The colors reflected off the snow, creating an otherworldly landscape.

The sky was a constant, bruising shade of dark purple, lit only by the pale green ribbons of the northern lights dancing across the clouds. I sat huddled in the center of the lead sled, wrapped in heavy white bear furs. Baby Aurora was strapped securely against my chest in her enchanted harness, sleeping peacefully despite the brutal storm. My silver fire glowed faintly beneath my furs, acting as a personal furnace to keep my daughter warm against the lethal cold.

Above the Frost-Spire Mountains a breathtaking aurora borealis billowed in the sky, a shimmering curtain of liquid emerald, violet, and silver light stretching horizon to horizon across the arctic nite. The imperial flagship Vance Aegis climbed high over the snow-covered basalt peaks, riding the cold upper atmosphere. Its dark hull, shielded from the void, mirrored the northern lights’ spectral ballet. The private royal quarters of the flagship were warm, dry, and fragrant with the smell of cedar, spiced tea, and wild mountain pine.

I told River about Lucas when I got home. "Oh my goodness Aurora you're blushing!" She exclaimed very excitedly. "No I'm not." I denied with a frown. What the heck was she talking about? "Yes you are. You like him!" "River come on, the guy is just... sweet." I said, fighting back a smile. "Aurora you haven't blushed in forever. You obviously have a soft spot for him. Admit it!" She insisted, dancing around the room with my son.

It was more like gentle and yet it still burning the desire between the two. His camera catches a good picture at the perfect timing. Not only that, but Max also caught their picture accidentally. The picture he took looks amazingly beautiful. It was rare to catch a good moment with a good angle. He has been work as a professional landscape photographer for years. Such an opportunity is rare to happen often. He smiles contently looking at his picture that he has taken. Jacob and Christine also start kissing each other under Aurora's light. The Aurora that they witness today is the most beautiful color with a bit of pink, purple, and light green covering the sky making an uneven line.

They are just balance, standing in between, they don’t often go in a battle they may be exposed, they always work behind. Blue, this must be the rarest aura color, this signifies royalty; abundance and wisdom, they tend to have an old soul; they are wise, and strong spirited. They are not easy to sway, however, death is always next to them. I sighed, I guess being a royalty don’t always bring good. My aura were white, so, I’m one of those living with balance life, jeez, the perks of seeing my own aura. My gaze switch from the book to the window, when my curtains suddenly hit by strong wind, I stand up and immediately closed my glass window, I forgot to close it earlier, since I hang my cloth

I ask him what he means, and he says that her aura is jsut different. “Everyone has their own aura, but each supernatural species also has its own aura. Werewolves have a white aura which I am guessing is associated with their moon goddess. Dragons all have a reddish-white aura which I guess is related to the fact that we all can breathe fire. Witches have a blueish-purple aura which must be associated with their magic. The woman had a pale purple/blue-grey aura. Not sure what that means, though.” Polaris explains.

I digress. I love it here. The darkness. The stars. The endless, flat landscape of ice against the wash of the aurora, painting the sky in shades of emerald and pale pink every night… and day, in reality. It’s fall, a week before the official start of the semester, and already the sun has failed to rise for several days, barely poking above the horizon, giving off nothing more than what the locals call the “blue hour,” where the normally dark sky turns an impressive midnight blue before fading back to black.

However, somewhere in the northern sky, a green smear of light appears and gradually transforms into dazzling green stair rods that jump through the darkness of space. “It's the Aurora Borealis,” Ibrahim murmured into her ears. “It's so beautiful.” She whispered; her gaze fixed on the dazzling dancing lights of the aurora borealis. Her tiredness seemed to have evaporated in an instant. She does not want to leave this spot. So, this is the surprise Ibrahim had planned all along. Anna glanced at Ibrahim, and felt his lips touching hers. She closed her eyes and just let him steal another kiss from her. She could feel the cold wind at night, but the warm embrace from her husband made her feel wa

The faint blue glow from my eyes brightened the room a little bit, but just enough for me to see the fear on her face, as she almost tripped on a chair behind her while getting away from me. I stood still, completely still just staring at her. Funny I could see very clearly despite my eyes being freaky. "Oh my God!!" My scared friend screamed again, and covered her mouth with shaky hands. "Ella.. you..your eyes are blue!" "How on Earth are your eyes blue Rosella? Your fvcking eyes are glowing... HOW??" Ray screamed again I really needed to get her to lower her voice a little. "I.....I don't know Ray ok? I woke up like this. I don't know how, don't know what's happening to me Ray"