Blue Knight Novels & Stories

"It must be a rare butterfly from Oregon, Ma'am. It's called Leona's Little Blue." The woman blinked at Sky. "You're very smart. Have you ever seen it in person?" Sky shook her head. "No, I saw it in a magazine. Mama read it for me. There aren't many of them anymore. They're rare. I'm very afraid that they will become extinct. Their color is very beautiful, Ma'am. Bluish white, just like the color of your brooch. Your niece is so nice to give such a special gift." The woman chuckled. Her shoulders felt light now. She didn't need to be ashamed of others. She also had something to be proud of.

hoping to see my mother for some last-minute counsel. Rather, my childhood friend Clara crept in. Her face was pallid, and something that made my stomach turn had taken the place of her normally happy look. "Ivy," she wrung her hands and whispered. "There are rumors... whispers among the pack..." "What rumors?" My voice was sharper than I meant when I asked. Unease pricked at the back of my neck. Clara refused to look at me. "They claim that there is another person. Another blue-haired girl who says—"

I was hiding in the car trunk of my boyfriend, Chase McGregor, while grabbing my pregnancy report in one hand. In the other hand, I held a limited-edition watch I had specifically prepared for him. I wanted to surprise him with my pregnancy. "Chase, you wouldn't actually marry Daphne, would you? "What can she offer you? Love? Loyalty? These are worth nothing in our world. "Lucille Gervais wants to marry you. Her family is in charge of the entire North Sea. Once you marry her, you'll gain control of all the shipping routes, cargo operations, and drug trade on the North Sea.

“Like I said, it’s not about the job or the money.” “Then you’re a bigger fool than I thought. Why bid a’tall?” Calder had to hide a grin. So the man did care, even if he wouldn’t admit it to Calder or himself. “Because I knew it had something to do with the fact that I was a Blue—it was the only connection, and a pretty damn direct one—and I wanted to know why. If my hunch was right, he was going to accept any bid I offered, just to get a St. Croix Blue to step foot in Blueberry Cove.”

Calming, taking deep breaths, and flickering a glance up at Toya once more. “My eyes… what did you see?” It’s the only thing she said that stuck. “Blue isn’t your color when you engage whatever this was.” Kaelin is the one to answer, and this surprises me. Because I have wolved the last few days and blue is for sure my constant color no matter what form I am in. They never change as they never have. Always blue, eternally glowing since birth. Just brighter as a wolf. “So what were they?” “Purple… well, blue purple sort of.” Toya shrugs, like she isn’t sure she actually saw that color, and Kaelin nods because he saw it too.

Even if my eyes were open, I could still see her vividly. I arranged my pallet until everything was set, the only thing left to do is to get the brush and strike it in different ways to present her perfectly. White, Yellow Ochre, and Cadmium Red were inviting me, just by looking at them I knew I'd get her complexion seamlessly. Her skin is fair and glossy, like white sand radiating under the heat of the afternoon sun, or almonds blanched and then peeled. I'll add Cerulean for her blush.

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

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”

After all I have had enough surprises for the past few days or two weeks if I might be skeptical enough. I turn around to see who the voice belongs to, and standing just a few feet away from me is a young girl, probably eighteen or nineteen I guess and boy does she gives it away that her favorite colour is blue. She is dressed in a blue gown, her hair is a mass of flaming blue and even her irises, christ.. "That's a lot of blue there girl" I cannot help but comment She grins and shrug. "Well, my name is Blue, Princess and I would be your handmaiden as from this day"

What do you think? — Fine by me. But why blue? I looked at the bright yellow crystal. It was like a sun there; it was almost as hot as the sun itself outside. But I still didn't know how it worked; there could be some cave system that allowed the entry of the cool breeze? But I didn't see anything, and besides, it was a place that had a constant cool breeze. — When it turns blue, night begins, and then you'll see what Octsiam is really like. These were just the residents here; the visitors are much more flashy.