Blue Glow Metallic Novels & Stories

Realizing they had different answers, Miria looked at Jai with slight confusion, thinking ‘How come did he not know that? But Doctor Prime chuckled and answered for them. “Glaucus flower is light blue in color and it glows a bit in the morning sunlight, making it very beautiful. No one will notice if it’s glowing just slightly brighter because an ice fairy just made it its sleeping quarter just the night before, right?” the doctor asked with a smile. Jai narrowed his eyes. He had a feeling he knew what the doctor was aiming for. “So… You’re saying that the magic lingers inside the flower? And it was taken and given to Miria, so Miria swallowed it without knowing the magic was there at all.”

It was not the magenta tone that I knew came from my own power, while the prince-warrior was inside me, the power that flowed in my veins was of an impressive neon blue tone, identical to what I saw in his infernal city. And it was by observing this glow that I began to move with back-and-the-s movements around it. The bluish glow sparkled and radiated against the walls of the cave, obscuring even the orange light of the lantern. The power released heat against my breasts, and the bluish light was reflected in Vraxlon's eyes when I stared at him again.

He exclaimed in excitement. The wine was looking so overly cold, as it was placed in a pretty looking bucket of ice. Lawrence popped it, and poured out some into Somira's glass cup... as the wine flowed straight into it with grace.. like a flowing stream... The beauty of the reddish and sparkling oxblood colour of the wine was appetizing enough... coupled with it's sweet smelling scent of each drop which was circulating in the air... was enough to satisfy the thirst of ten thousand peeps. "Here... have some!" Lawrence said to her... Holding the glass of wine, and stretching it towards Somira..

Her fingers opened slowly, almost unconsciously holding her breath. The moment the lid lifted—the candlelight caught on the crystal inside, scattering a soft, mesmerizing glow. An oval-cut pendant, clean and precise, glowed in a deep shade of blue. Not a bright, striking blue—but something calmer, like the surface of the sea as night begins to fall. Within it, the crystal caught the light in soft reflections, as if there were layers of quiet radiance living inside. It wasn’t flashy, not overly dazzling—and that was exactly what made it look so expensive.

I placed my fingers on it and I felt a stinging sensation from the touch. Stupefied, I moved closer to the mirror to see what it was. On the spot that connects my neck and my shoulder, a blue glowing bird-like shape with its wings spread wide was visible there, and when I looked closely, I realized that the bird was a phoenix. Being stupefied was an understatement, I was completely amazed. I could fully remember that I didn’t have a tattoo drawn on that spot. Moreover, I don’t have a tattoo drawn on any part of my body, but how this came into being filled me with astonishment.

El stifled a groan and turned to Lucas, who looked utterly mortified. "Right, back to class, folks!" The Principle shuffled his chair back as he stood, vaguely gesturing with one arm. They filed out of the office into the main hallway, where the magnolia paint was peeling off the walls in places, revealing a pale green underneath. "Psychiatric green", El had once told her, thought to be a calming colour. Lucas took off down the hall, slamming a locker door as he went. "Well, that's just great," El grumbled.

Her bare feet were planted wide, like she was bracing against an invisible wind. But her eyes— Her eyes were wrong. The faint shimmer Elena had seen before—the one she'd tried to convince herself was just a trick of the light—was spreading. Consuming. The soft green Elena loved, the color of new leaves, disappeared completely. Replaced by liquid silver that filled her daughter's eyes from edge to edge. No pupils. No whites. Just pure, gleaming metal that seemed to glow from within, casting faint reflections on the steel counters like moonlight on water.

❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ My brows raised, my mouth pulling apart as my jaw dropped. It was gorgeous. Actually, gorgeous didn’t even describe how ethereal it looked. Black, sleek to a shine, enchanting… The piece of jewelry looked as though it held the nebula in its band. The luminous, ethereal flecks seemed trapped in the dark metal—like constellations scattered across the night sky, shifting in hues between an electric blue, violet, deep indigo, magenta and a hint of fiery red

‘You got this. The contestant before her hadn’t had a single bid. Remnants of her jewelry was strewn all over the floor. Trista eloquently explained her design. Two interlocking pendants that fit together perfectly. It was a strange material, with a soft blue glow. Some type of jade, she explained. I wondered where she got it. It looked really rare. But the piece was aptly named – it had the same soft glow as the moon.

I knew she was here. It was now beyond her scent. I could feel it. I could taste it on my lips. Mine. I crushed the thought before it could fully form. Annie sat across the room with Balor, in the obvious and noticeable part of the pub. But that wasn’t Annie. She hated being the center of attention. There was no way on earth Balor could know that. She was in a blue dress – the one I’d gotten for her on her last birthday. It slipped off one shoulder, her ginger curls falling down her back and framing her face. She looked like a wild flower. The only problem was that I didn’t think she knew that. Annie looked too young to be here, too beautiful to be let out.