Biru Safir Novels & Stories

So familiar, but exotic in a way I couldn't even begin to explain. I just stood, staring out the door like an absolute idiot, taking in the God at my doorstep. I couldn't take my eyes off his own. A deep-set swirling violet tinted with the darkest ebony black was confined to the irises of his eyes. It almost trapped me, like hands made from the illusory magic that seemed to pull me in.

Diego asked, "What do they say?" "Only the obvious parts" said Marissa, "you were a child the last time Dad saw you so there wasnt really much to tell." Marissa wore like it was summer: mini skirt and a sky blue top. She had a crown over her pale short hair and lazy grey eyes. "He did say that you're just like Aries and Aquarius Aquarius grandmother. Shes a Pnevma too" "Really?" Diego gasped, "Another Pnevma?" "Yes" Marissa giggled, "You thought you're the only one with a Black Spirit inside them?"

asked Iris showing Kiara a box with glitters . " Iris , aren't these the same ? " said Kiara trying to see the difference between the glitters . " No ! They are different . These are grey gliters , these are silver glitters , these are white gold glitters and these are shiny silver glitters . " said Iris . ' These look all the same . They are all grey . ' thought Kiara confused trying to differ the glitter as Iris explained it to her . " Kiara , do you like these crystals ? Dark starry night or dark blue night ? " said Emily showing her two dark blue crystals that looked the same .

Kiran could feel the weight of the shawl over her shoulders, but it felt cold against her skin. "Isn't this too extravagant?" Kiran whispered as Saia approached her. "I suppose if you want to appear less conspicuous, a simpler one will do," Saia conceded. "Still, this looks beautiful on you! I can already imagine Noorh's expression once he sees you," she giggled. Kiran stared wide-eyed at Saia. The future queen wasn't shipping the Lahnthean Aria with her fiancé, was she?! "A deep blue color then," Saia announced, turning around to the shop owner. "A midnight blue that appears black, if you have any."

I could tell that Melio's eyes held a flash of pain. "Hi Miss, what's your name?" Black asked giving her a warm smile. "Hello Mr Bl...ack and M...iss Brenda, my name is M..Melio Blanchard ". She said in a shaky voice. This was as a result of my hands digging into her lower back. I dug my fingers into her lower back and at some point started drawing little circles so sensually that Melio became hot and flushed. She was trying her best to find a balance that she almost stumbled on.

He asks, but I just stare him down. Uncle Rhys was never good at keeping secrets from me. He sighs. “The crew are working out of some dock. Border… Bonty something.” I frown as I think back. I don’t know the names of any docks, and there are hundreds on the coast. It would take me days to try and work out which– “Bautic?” I ask, and he snaps his fingers. “Yes, that’s the one. How did you know?” “I just… heard it somewhere.” I mutter.

Just as I set my phone down, my boss, Abe Foster, tapped on my desk. “Millie, you’re coming with me to meet a client this afternoon.” I looked up. “Me?” “That’s right.” Abe dumped a file on me. “Don’t you have experience handling corporate branding for airlines? Our client is in aviation.” I opened the brief. Jet Cloud was introduced on the very first line. That was the airline George flew for. My fingers paused for a moment. Abe picked up on the shift in my expression. “Is there a problem?”

“What would you order?” Suddenly, Blue averted her gaze. Pressed on regardless. “I’d order two coffees and a cheese and tomato sandwich—a mocha have-here and a takeaway long black,” Blue took pause. As she did, she scanned the crowd of those who had since begun to queue. Wondered how many suffered the same silent fate as she. Somehow, felt no sympathy for those who did. There were worse fates, she was rather aware. Yet her self-sympathy somehow lingered. “The mocha and sandwich would keep me full until lunch. I’d save the black for mid-afternoon when I get hungry again,”

Fatu added "Fatu, you amaze me, I know you're smitten by one of the slave maidens that came along side Amira, I've seen the way you look at her" Kamur said "That reminds me Amir, I wanted to ask if you could sell Cara to me, I'll be ready to pay just any thing" Fatu pleaded "As a way of making up for my absence from our wrestling match I'll give you both one slave each without any cost of which you'll make your choice.I'll order my guard to bring them to your house this evening" Amir said