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."

“You know it doesn’t matter. I’ll act surprised, I promise.” “Annie…” “Please?” I angled my head, jutting out my bottom lip in a pout. “I am your friend first before your Alpha’s daughter.” “It’s called a surprise, Annie,” she chuckled. “And besides, Alpha Ralph won’t want me spoiling it.” She finished with my hair, moving to the jewellery box on the vanity. Silver stones glinted as she pulled them out, fastening the neck piece on. “I want to know,” I grumbled. “It’s my birthday.”

Marian had spun on her heel, they had reached the borderland between the infants and tweens clothing, a tauntingly wide aisle. “But not yet?” “Blue…” “He’s not as awful as you think,” “You may have been too young to remember how serious his arrest was, but I wasn’t.” Blue turned on her heel, leaving her mother standing on the cusp of childhood purgatory. She returned to the male infant clothing. “Blue…” “I’m not mad,” She glanced to her mother, retrieving the same train sweater in a powder yellow. She quite liked the red and dandelion together. Wished she could find one in her size. Snorted quietly at the thought. “I get it.”

had caught fire. It happened so fast, no body had a chance to comprehend anything. The boys lost their father and only sister, I lost my parents and worse...my mate. Then suddenly the boys were all standing up with an alert look "What's up"? I asked Micah, also on alert "It's the garden. The guides are saying something"Micah said "There.....The blue guide is awake" Tony exclaimed with widened eyes The blue guide?? That was Melody's spirit guide. It have been asleep since her death...which was a normal thing.

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.

Melio's POV I would be lying if I said this Villa wasn't beautiful. It had a luxurious and cozy feeling. The entrance had beautiful marbles on the ground. The lighting is expensive. I mean I expected nothing less from a man who could wear Gucci to the gym. I feel my boss has OCD. Cause this Villa is more arranged than my entire life put together. The door to the main entrance was huge and had a sensor that opened on its own. The house had mostly glass and paints of beige to concrete walls. It could be mistaken for a penthouse. I did steal a peck at his car collections— from Bentley to maybeach to Rolls Royce of different models, SUVs— you name it— he has it. Well the interior of this house i

“That’s great. If nothing else, I’ll be going now. Send my regards to her when she wakes up.” “Sure.” “Okay then, I’ll be off.” Sara said before turning around and walked towards the door. Matthew only watched as the elegant woman strode away. By normal circumstances, he would be fangirling over her, Sara Whitegate also known as the White Crane, one of the five Coloured Hunters. He wanted to meet all the Coloured Hunters someday. At that moment, he remembered something crucial. “Wait, Sara!” The door was already opened by the maids and Sara was just about to step through. She turned around and looked at Matthew with a questioning gaze.