Blue Hour Txt Novels & Stories

Vlaira angrily tossed the book down on the table, her tone irritated, "Oh my god, Hana. You needed to draw your blood and drip it into the Blue pot. It would happen on its own, and you would know its choice. Got it now?" "Okay, thanks, Vlaire." Vlaire didn't bother to respond to Hana. He arrogantly turned off the contact before Hana continued to talk. Hana slit a small line from her fingertips with a knife and touched into Blue pot. In an instant, each slow jet of blood spread and dissolved and completely disappeared. While Hana was thinking about the outcome, a red light burst out and surrounded her. Hana was swept into the foggy void. She stood still and confirmed that this was Blue's spir

Cilyna thought before throwing the vampire she had been tussling with into a witch running towards her. "Blue Moon shifters! I've heard of them but I thought they were only myth." Jake, Ciaran's beta, spoke up through the link. "They rank with the hybrid. All eradicated before given the chance for life." Ciaran said. Two howls broke through the air, loud and clear. Somehow Cilyna knew it was her children. With their howls, all the vampires in the area feel to the ground curling in on themselves before turning to ash were the lay. Cilyna could see that Ciaran's huge white wolf was struggling to stay standing, whimpering and pawing at his ears. As the silence enveloped then again, Cilyna looke

“Girls should be like this one. Sweet and obedient. Not like that stone head cold hearted vampire lady.” He then went and laid on his bed and closed his eyes smiling in satisfaction with the encounter he just had. But as he did, sudden flashes of a face appeared spontaneously in his mind. Fragments of Nezeira’s image especially the one during the awards function. The way she jumped and lifted her face. Those electric blue piercing eyes and a demeanor unlike any woman he ever came across. Yihan opened his eyes and sat up. He felt uncomfortable yet a strange feeling crept in him. A sense of strong attraction’ something he never felt in his life. An invisible pull which makes him think of nothi

He was staring at me before he barked out loud. “You? You as the real heir? Oh, I don’t think this day would get better and better but you are delusional, human. Don’t you know who are you protecting right now? She’s Blue Blood and if you don’t know what it was, let me educate you. It’s the closest thing to a Vampire. So tell me, Timmy, don’t you afraid of Vampire?” He asked as I was looking at him before I turned to look at Sabel. She smiled.

Yes readers, this is the end of Black Luna, just as how I imagine it. But hey, Black Luna fits this story doesn't it? Black means dark, not good, bad things will happen vibe? And she's a Luna, so...fits! I think you will exclaim and say "Huh?! Over already?! So this means...." And a question after that. So I'll answer some questions which I think you'll be wondering. 1. So this is the ending?!

Waist-high and glowing faintly, she looked like something out of a myth. The forest’s darkness bent around her, like even it didn’t want to mess with her. “Beautifully dangerous,” I murmured, smiling despite the exhaustion gnawing at my bones. “Just like me, huh?” Blue made that weird chirp-growl sound, almost smug. Suddenly, a dense mist rolled out across the clearing ahead. My hand went straight to my dagger. “Oh, come on. Not another one.” But before I could take a step forward, Blue’s body flared with a soft blue aura, her power rippling outward in a pulse that cut through the fog, the mist hissed, twisting and then dissolving completely, leaving behind a stretch of empty ground.

“Get off me, Kaelen,” I gasped, my fingers knotting into the thick fabric of his shirt collar as the phantom scent of silver and burning timber choked my mind. “Luna... don't leave me in the dark... please...” The suffocating grip of the nightmare fractured. My vision cleared, revealing the sharp, lethal contours of Kaelen Blackthorne’s face hovering inches from mine. His ice-blue eyes, heavy with an unsettling intensity, stared down at the hands pinning him to my mattress. The absolute silence of the Alpha’s Shadow Chamber pressed in on us, heavy with his cedar-and-leather scent.

Feeling giddy, Mikayla put on the bracelet and did a little spin for the guests. Cory let out a whistle. “Ben, this must have cost you a pretty penny.” Ben grinned. “All that matters is that Mikayla loves it.” Turning around, Ben walked toward me. He held a smaller carton and passed it to me. “This one’s for you, Kaycee.” I set my drink down and took the box. The packaging was very basic, without even a seal sticker. I peeked inside and found a generic blind-box plushie. It was from an old series that had been popular two years back.

“You want me to suffer, you like it when you know that I will suffer and knowing what was your plan will put me irritation, so that was what you will do, right?” Hearing that, Cosmo laughed at her she looked at her with her bright smile and her grey eyes… yes, her eyes had turned grey right now and when they were talking like this, her hair also had turned lighter the color almost grey, it was dark grey, but it was no longer as black as charcoal as she used to be. Therefore, Mila could feel that whatever plan that she had in mind, it was nearing. She was completely at the end of it. “What is your plan?” Mila repeated her question, she didn’t show any impatient, but she showed a boring expres

“What would you order?” Suddenly, Blue averted her gaze. Pressed on regardless. “I’d order two coffees and a cheese and tomato sandwich—a mocha have-here and a takeaway long black,” Blue took pause. As she did, she scanned the crowd of those who had since begun to queue. Wondered how many suffered the same silent fate as she. Somehow, felt no sympathy for those who did. There were worse fates, she was rather aware. Yet her self-sympathy somehow lingered. “The mocha and sandwich would keep me full until lunch. I’d save the black for mid-afternoon when I get hungry again,”