Aurora Borealis Blue Novels & Stories

If anything, what I had seen on the TV seemed dull in comparison to what went on in the Iridescence Pack. My eyes widened and my jaw became slack as I realized why this was called the Carnival Cerulean. Bundles of living flame were suspended in the air, casting their beautiful light on the Carnival below. The flames weren’t normal, flickering with orange and red light. They were a rich shade of blue, cerulean to be exact. Within those flames were different shades and colors, all stemming from the color blue. They crackled and snapped, sending cobalt embers into the air whenever something managed to catch itself in the flames.

In his wolf form, looking like a dire wolf, Nathan and Lilith made their way deeper into the woods behind the school. Once they get deeper into the forest, they both transform back to their human forms as Lilith swallows her nerves and says, “You're Impossibly fast and strong…You undoubtedly have the same markings as mine on your upper back and arms. Your eyes glow a crimson color which is not normal for werewolves, and I know that for a fact since I used to have teal eyes, and now I have emerald green; they sometimes have dots of Amber in them. You have incredible strength, speed, and Power.

Aurora’s POV Steam still lingered in the bathroom, coating the mirror with a thin film. I wiped it once more and leaned in close. My pupils glowed brighter than ever before, clear silver that reflected the light above. Strands of my hair shimmered faintly, carrying a streak of color that hadn’t been there before. And then I felt it. A presence stirred in my chest, filling the space that had always felt empty. My wolf stepped forward. Her voice rang sharp and calm at the same time. “My name is Blue.”

"I can see the color when I concentrate but I can't feel anything, " "Really?! What's my color?" Rain asked, excited to know what his aura is. "Turquoise, " "Turquoise?! That's really pretty! I love it!" The omega squealed. Evelyn watched Rain with a small smile. "What's pretty? " A confused Scarlett entered the conversation as she walked towards the three. "Luna can see our auras now! Niya has dark blue and mine is turquoise! Isn't that amazing? " Rain grinned as he explained.

“No Melia, I can’t.” “Come on, chicken, bok, bok.” “Shut it, Melia!” Maisie tried to peek through one barely opened eye. I snapped the rubberband on her wrist. “Owe.” She opened both eyes to give me a dirty look. “Oh my goddess, Melia, it is as if we are walking inside the aurora borealis.” Maisie waved her hand through the colored gas that surrounded us.” “If the aurora borealis was made up of a million shades of color.”

He felt he could reach out and touch them, the colors seeming close enough to grasp. "They're called northern lights. Otherwise known as 'Aurora Borealis,'" Juke's voice was soft with wonder. "It's a phenomenon that can be seen across the land—caused by the collisions between the sun's electrically charged particles, molecules, and atoms in the Earth's atmosphere. A bit like me and you." Juke placed his warm hand on Dale's stomach, the touch gentle but meaningful. "I was wrong when I said you couldn't give me children. I don't know how or why, but the gods are smiling down on us."

“Jack, get her dry. I’ll try talking to the detective in- charge.” “Noted sir. But please try not to make them mad again.” another familiar voice. Auria then wiped her vision clean and finally saw some features, then a whole face. A familiar blue eyes, and a blonde hair. Those glasses also. ‘Have I seen him before somewhere?’ Auria tilted her head, trying to remember. ‘Right, it was him and that guy.’

Leah’s POV The aurora over Norway is unlike anything I’ve ever seen — a living river of green and violet light, shifting and shimmering across the black sky. It’s the kind of beauty your eyes can’t quite hold; it spills out, endless and untamed. Before I came here, I thought the pain of losing our pup would chain me forever. But standing beneath this sky, the grief loosens its grip. For the first time in months, I can breathe. My phone vibrates in my pocket. I pull it out. An unfamiliar number glows on the screen.

Every electronic device in sight pulsed once, softly, as if syncing to a rhythm only Lumen could hear. Raven was already awake, pacing the living room with a cup of coffee that had long gone cold. “You didn’t sleep,” she said without looking. “I couldn’t.” Sophia’s voice was hoarse, fragile. “Every time I close my eyes, I see it. The light under the ice.” “Yeah.” Raven turned toward the window. “Now it’s everywhere.” Outside, the skyline flickered — not with electricity, but color. Wisps of aurora drifted like ghosts between buildings. Traffic lights blinked in new hues, not red-yellow-green, but gradients of white-blue-gold. The city was breathing.

It stretched out, a magnificent bubble of clear glass, seamlessly blending with the vast, snowy landscape outside. And above us, through that magical roof, ribbons of green and violet light danced across the inky sky. The Aurora Borealis, shimmering and alive, right above our heads. It was more vibrant, more breathtaking than anything I’d ever imagined. I spun around, practically bouncing on the balls of my feet, my heart hammering with pure joy. “Are we really going to stay here tonight? It’s beautiful in here. Just look at it, Damien! The lights!”