Binah Blue Archive Novels & Stories

However, in the fifth decade following the plague, a prophecy came to light in every supernatural race at the same time, that in every century a blue-blooded female will be reincarnated, and her blood can cure the plague of the supernatural race if the ruler was lucky enough to mate with her and drink from her blood daily. But it can only be done if she willingly accepts to go through the whole process and is not forced to do so. According to Amanda, she happened to be the 'blue-blooded' female and this was her sixth reincarnation and Amanda's fifth reincarnation. They both had a chance meeting when she was fleeing from those that captured her after being tortured for several days to concede

"Mom has this too,they call it pro something, though not sure" "Pro what?What the hell is wrong with me?I don't want magic please hope I don't want this,no it's definitely not that I think I'm suffering from a rare cancer"Si jie rant,hope scoff. " Named what?"A small smile grease hope lips,Si jie calm down a little racking her brain to think of a name. "Something blue, blueish cancer I assume, no blueterrisg cancer" " There's nothing like that"

Even in the low lighting, she could see the family resemblance between them; the squareness of their jaws, the dark curly hair and the deep tan of their skin. "I'm sorry to say that I don't, Alpha." Alpha Kai hummed thoughtfully. "Did you know that my great-grandfather mated the sister to the King?" He pointed to the painting hung above his Beta's head. "They met at the King's coronation. She had the most incredible auburn hair down to the back's of her knees, and," he paused, turning to meet her gaze, "sapphire-blue eyes." Shit. He'd figured it out. And not only that, the Alpha was her distant cousin.

“Well, I’m Sebastian. And you?” His smile widened as he introduced himself, birthing beautiful cheekbones and lightening up the most gorgeous set of blue eyes Alex had ever laid his eyes on. “Blue.” “What?” “What?” Alex immediately looked up to a confused looking guy. “Your name’s Blue?” he confirmed. “Oh, that,” realization finally hit Alex. “Yes, it is. Blue, that’s my name.” “Nice meeting you then, Blue.” “Same here,” Alex finally smiled at him. “Sebastian.”

Inside, there was only a crumpled, discarded photocopy of the Briarwood University admission letter. As he passed the kitchen, his eye caught the trash can in the corner. The blind box he had bought came without its packaging. It sat forgotten among oil-stained scraps of paper. Kaycee didn’t even bother to open it. Ben stared intensely at the blind box. She had seriously given up on them for good.

Smoke from the city’s fires drifted across the horizon. Lena tightened her jacket around the baby. “We can’t keep running forever.” Adrian adjusted his rifle strap. “We don’t have to. There’s one last place we can go — the Northern Archive. Before Erevos fell, it stored every uncorrupted piece of data from their projects. If there’s any truth left about what they did to him, it’s there.” Lena studied his face. “You sound like you’ve been planning this.” “I have,” he admitted. “Ever since the day I left the program. The Archive is where they kept the original codex — the blueprint for all human-enhancement prototypes. Including AL-01.”

He was holding a Scythe made of Old Paper, its blade etched with the blueprints of the very first Silver Moon Square. "Father? What is this place?" I asked, my sunset-gold fire flickering with an uncertain, amber-grey light. "This is the Recycle Bin of the Soul, little spark," Valerius said, his voice sounding like the rustle of dead leaves. "The Seventh Layer is the Archive of the Abandoned. It is where the High Council stores the 'Un-Chosen' versions of our history. To protect the future, we had to delete the parts of us that were too human to survive the Loom".

the abbot coaxes I blink slowly, and upon closer inspection, I notice the rock is a slivery blue not white as I initially thought When my attention returns to the abbot, I realize he’s still talking, “-And a child is born, when the moon is full and blue, the goddess will descend and bless.” When the power of the moon is at its peak. The blue moon, he mentioned that before, when he was going on about their study on how silver ones came to be, at that time, I imagined he was speaking figuratively when he said, the birth of a silver one is as rare as the sight of a blue moon in the sky, but what if it is not? I want to laugh but I bite my tongue, because I get the feeling if I were to start, I