Blue Dawn Book Novels & Stories

” Darius explained as everyone stared at me in shock and dread or to be specific, my hands on the throne arm. Seeing that I saw Darius get burnt, I knew they weren’t bluffing in the least. But how come I was touching it easily and painlessly? Was it because I was the Blueblood? I highly doubted that. I stared at the throne and circled it to come to the front before sitting. The throne seemed the welcome me and loosened up for me to relax. They gasped again and moved backward, murmuring. “What is this omen?” “Am I seeing correctly??”

he said and looked at Kulv whose face was as dark as a storm. Blue looked at Skye, feeling speechless. Obviously, Skye is provoking Kulv. And, he succeeded since Kulv’s temper is really not that good. “Kulv…” he worriedly called. Then, he sighed when he saw the other was frowning, looking as if he wanted to beat up Skye. Which is true. Blue can’t help but recall that time when Hail brought him books, along with Skye who was curiously looking at him at that time. But, because Blue is very excited that Hail really brought him books, and would even teach him, he ignored Skye.

Aiys gets up and returns to compile the book that Aiys will move. When the fourth book is in hand. Instantly, the focus of Aiys eyes was on the brown book, decorated with dried flowers and leaves. Roses and jasmine dominate, the lower right corner are roses, and the upper left corner there are jasmine flowers connected with leaves ; the bones of the leaves. Memories of the Blue City The first writing that Aiys read, the first sheet of this book. On the second sheet there is a photo of a man with a woman posing with his arms raised to head level. Two fingers, index and middle finger make up the letter V.

Back to Savanna’s journey in Blue Moon … The guest room in Cleo’s house was far too comfortable. The sheets were high-thread-count linen and the air smelled of lavender, but still I couldn’t sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the haunting itch of a thousand eyes on my skin. I knew the Blue Moon wasn't the Eclipse Star, there was no, oppressive ruling here but there was something else. A crushing presence that settled over the place, smothering every breath.

I knew what I was feeling was the mate bond pulling me to her. “Shit, I have to go!” I yelled to my beta. I raced out the packhouse and to my car. I had to be with her right now. I hope she isn’t awake for this. We haven’t explained anything to her about what she is. She is a werewolf just like everyone in our town. We had to keep it from her because she is special. A Blue Moon wolf said to unify our world under one alpha. After a few minutes, I was in front of her house. The moment I touched the doorknob the door flew open revealing her father David just past it. Suddenly a blue light filled the house. We all looked at each other wondering what had happened.

The old human habit of dressing fear in animal skin and calling it knowledge. But the silver on the wolf had burned. I had seen it with my own eyes. I opened the book again. Another section described “unnatural blue eyed wolves” as omens in one mountain region and guardians in another. I stared at the page until the words blurred. Blue eyes. My pulse kicked. The chair creaked softly as I leaned back and pressed a hand to my mouth. This was absurd. A coincidence layered on top of stress layered on top of too little sleep and too much coffee experimentation. Still, by the time I stood up an hour later, I was checking out six books.

“Professor Haynes said that at next month’s conference in Goldport, you’ll be presenting your paper as the first author.” Daniel pulled out a chair and sat next to me. He looked at me, the bright laboratory lights reflected in his deep eyes. “Nervous?” I took a sip of the coffee. The bitterness faded away, replaced by the rich aromatic aftertaste. Turning away, I looked out the window. The autumn sky over Westbridge was vast and crystal clear. There were no clouds of gloom left. I looked back and faced Daniel with a bright smile. “Not at all. “I’m ready for the life I was meant to live.”

The sky stretches above in strange hues, not the black I’m used to, but a pale glowing blue, as if dawn is stuck in a loop here. “I know right?” Blaire says with this wild grin, like she’s proud of showing me. “It’s beautiful… Even though it’s my home, it still amazes me every time I pass through the woods. And wahhh, this cool air—feels like it was made to wash sins away.”

The blue door began to vibrate with a low-frequency hum. "We weren't supposed to fall in love," I said to the market, to Elias, and to the wooden stars. "We were the kill-switch and the virus. The 'Billionaire Romance' was the only way we could stay in the same room without the Spire realizing we were fighting a war for our own existence." The Closing of the Draft The violet light in the sky didn't explode. It settled. The White Horizon, which had been lurking at the edge of the forest, didn't move forward. It dissolved into a gentle, morning mist that smelled of lavender and old paper.