Blue And Cricket Novels & Stories

“It’s so beautiful!” And it is. Of course it is. The butterfly is the largest and rarest of the blue English butterflies. Little, blue-eyed Violet reminds me of one – so beautiful in her fragility. So graceful and delicate. Such a rare delight. I tell her so, and her smile melts my heart. “That’s really nice.” “And really true, sweetheart.”

The butterfly landed briefly on a broad leaf, wings opening and closing like breath. “Whoa,” he whispered. “Did you see that?” Bobby crouched beside him, careful not to crowd. “That’s a blue morpho,” she said. “They look bright like that when they fly, but when they close their wings, they disappear.” Christopher frowned. “Disappear?” She nodded. “The outside is blue. The inside is brown, like bark. It’s how they survive.” The butterfly lifted again, the blue momentary and electric, then vanished into shadow.

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

That part—that you’re not alone—was the only thing keeping my ribs from cracking open. “I didn’t think it would get bad this fast,” I admitted. Claire shrugged. “It always does.” --- At lunch, I found Blue where we always met lately—under the shade tree behind the old art building, just out of sight of the courtyard. He stood with his hoodie up, arms crossed. A cigarette dangled unlit between his fingers, more for comfort than anything. “They’re looking at me like I’m a disease,” I said as I approached. “They’ll look,” he said quietly. “That’s all they know how to do.”

Maurvi's POV Amit and Prachi came back after an hour with Prachi, almost red in colour and Amit like someone who was not able to hide his excitement. I teased him , " What took you so long for getting ice-creams. Did you personally prepared them ? " Amit smiled a bit and then scratched the back of his neck. A hint of red hue came on his face. Awww... he was blushing. " Sorry for being late, but I found someone today, while buying ice-creams. " he said with a smile. Everyone was looking at him with surprise.

"What?" "What?"he repeated. "What?!" "What?" "What are you doing?" "What are you doing?"he stared at me with his deep blue eyes, almost drilling a hole in my soul. He looked excruciatingly handsome in his and turtle neck sweater. His pink lips were looking very soft, very kissable. I swallowed a lump that suddenly formed in my throat. For a brief moment, I imagined what it would be like to have his muscular hands on my body, to have his lips on mine.

" Holy shit . Are you alright?! What was that?" " I don't know . I felt dizzy again and then I hit the ball and it burst midway. I don't know how that happened. I mean it couldn't have been because of me, right? " I shrug," I know I am not weak athletically, but I am also not that strong to crack the ball open just by hitting it." "Yes. Of course. I mean, no offense, but you don't even know how to play volleyball. It must have been because of the volume of the ball or something science-related."

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

Will is usually in charge of payments but nothing gets past Soren, and he had to okay everything- so he is aware. Almost immediately, I am attacked by a swarm of mosquitos, but it goes unnoticed until one flies inside my nostrils. Blue turns on his tapetum lucidum as if that will help me get rid of the darn insect, but I do see a huge reptile in the water lurking at me. As if. Blue is raging already, and he was just about to sleep. But it's not the mosquito I am failing to get out of my nose that he's raging about. Nor is it the middle-sized crocodile inching towards me when I turn to head back home.

I throw myself forward, push myself to the limit until I'm shaking and panting next to the animal. "I'm... A human..." My eyes find Blue's sweet face. "I can't move as fast as you... I know Ryan probably can, but don't forget that he is way fitter than me and also a hybrid..." Blue blinks at me as if realizing I'm right, and he sneezes at me. Then, he walks over to a pair of bushes, looks over at me, then nods as if wanting me to come and see what he has found. Is it a dead squirrel?