Blue Book Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Get over yourself, Abigal. His car was parked right up front in the first parking spot, making my eyes widen in shock. "Holly shit. You drive an Aston Martin?" I said, my eyes wide in shock. It was a beautiful dark blue, with tinted windows and customed interior. "Yeahp. Aston Martin Valour. It's next year's model, but I was able to pull a few strings and bought it early for myself." he says, making me tilt my head. "Oh. That's... Ok, that's actually impressive, to be honest." I say making him chuckle as he opens the door for me.

Such mentally sick people. Kristen was about talking when Daniel entered the training ground, and everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted him. Most of the female mobsters drooled at the sight of him. Wearing a sleeveless shirt and black leather pants, he was smoking hot. His exposed biceps weren't helping matters, as they added to his sexily fit body, making the females have wild thoughts. Kristen rolled her eyes. Daniel saw it but choose to ignore her. He had better things to do than calling the brat to order.

I nodded and stopped right next to him. “What can you say about this car?” I pulled my brows as I watched the car. It was a metallic blue car, and the BMW logo just above the grilles greeted my eyes. “It’s one of the BMW 7 series. The agent will discuss with you the rest of the features.” “If it’s approved already by our heads, then it has no problem with me,” I said, but my thoughts were on how this car spoke millions. Maybe this car would be used in fetching VIPs and investors from wherever they were.

She pushed the door open and they both stepped out, with Raymond following behind. Ginny's jaw dropped, staring at the view before her. Parked in the driveway was a stunning, brand-new limousine car. Its metallic blue finish shimmered under the sunlight, catching the eye with its sleek, aerodynamic lines. The car had a bold grille with chrome accents and elongated headlights that gave it a modern, assertive look. The polished rims and leather interior made it clear that this was no ordinary vehicle; it was an embodiment of luxury and style. Ginny’s eyes widened in shock as she took in the sight. "Mom…" She whispered, her voice catching in her throat.

I roll my eyes, but it is true, I cannot ignore the fact that he takes his job seriously. The back room is a fancy word for a small room with two cars, but thankfully, one catches my eye, a small black car, sleek looking, I know I want it as I see it, like I did Aryan. “This one, give it to me.” Tim and Chris, both give me dubious looks, but it was Chris who recovered first. “Not to mean anything but this car is more student friendly…” he points at the other car in the room, it is a dark blue car, that looks like it belongs in the other room.

Each of us with much to lose. Eventually, we arrived at an elegant home, painted with soft beige colours that were subtly accented with white and blue. The roof looked as if it had been freshly shingled. I couldn't help but wonder what it must cost to live in a house like this one. A modest Mercedes sat parked in the driveway, and it appeared to be relatively new, unlike the ancient but luxurious vehicle that carried us here. The whole neighbourhood seemed to ooze wealth.

I thought it was an error in the files. A tall blonde descends from a gold-trimmed red Audi. Crystalline blue eyes bored into the world around her. Tan skin, legs for days. Boredom seemed her constant companion, but even so, she radiated an air of dominance and entitlement, that made lesser heirs shrink in comparison. Her movements in stride were so fluid and mesmerising you couldn't help but be drawn in. She walked a goddess who barely graced mere mortals.

The driver moved through every turn without hesitation like a man who had made this exact journey too many times to count. I studied the inside of the car because looking at him felt dangerous. Black leather seats without a single mark on them and a small bar built into the center console with crystal glasses and amber liquor lined up neat, and the kind of vehicle that didn't need to announce itself because everything about it already said exactly what needed to be said. I counted my breaths and told myself to think.

I opened image after image, my thumb moving slowly as I admired the vehicle from every angle: the aggressive front grille, the luxurious interior, the sleek body. I skimmed through paragraphs of information I barely paid attention to— horsepower, engine options, performance packages. I didn’t care. All I cared about was that it was beautiful. Luxury. Expensive. Mine. A smile stayed glued to my face as I continued scrolling. Somewhere along the line, daylight began filtering through the windows. The darkness faded. Golden morning light slowly spread across my room. I didn’t even notice until I finally lowered my phone and looked up. By then, I had made my decision. Ash gray. That was the colo

The driver has already made a discreet exit. As Mia stares at the car, she can't help the sudden hallucination that she is looking at Elias himself. Both the aura and the design of the vehicle are an exact reflection of the man standing beside her. Elias presses a button on the key fob. The door swings upward like the wings of a night owl, revealing deep blue leather seats inside. The ambient lighting flows through the interior like liquid. Mia stands by the car, the breeze brushing through her hair. She's genuinely stunned by the sheer, flashy spectacle of it all.