Blue Lantern Saint Walker Novels & Stories

she runs her finger through the water. I see four bright auras, each being a different color. But how was I supposed to tell who is who? “You can touch them.” She nods at the blobs. I step up to the fountain and place my hand in it. All four of the blobs race towards it. I touch the light pink one and I see Blair. “Blair is shy but strong.” I say.

Lilac approached her and smiled. ‘What is it about them that makes them smile at me?’ she thought. Emily abruptly shook her head. She is aware of the fact that she has already arrived at the Blue Moon pack. As a result, she cannot trust anyone. Lilac pursed her lips and gave her a pitying look. “You look pale,” she said as she sat beside Emily. “But don’t be alarmed; you’re going to be fine. Millie is our pack’s best doctor,” she added, smiling at her.

With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr brought their women nearer too. Laryn nodded his head in greeting. "Tahr, Calista, Sarn, Megan." He looked at Bastian, but then his eyes wandered to me. Internally, I winced. Not from the leer he half-heartedly gave me, but from the pain I saw deep within his dark eyes. They had a blue spark; whereas, Bastian's was red. I wondered if this defined the color of the true dragon once they shifted. I tucked my question away to ask Bastian after we returned home.

At the base of the gate, a figure was waiting. He was massive, his skin the color of aged bronze, his hair a mane of silver and iron. He didn't wear armor; he wore a cloak of human hair, and in his hand, he carried a massive, jagged sword made of pure salt-crystal. Kaelen froze. The obsidian blade in his hand trembled. “Father?” Kaelen whispered, his voice a broken, hollow sound. The figure at the gate lifted its head. Its eyes were not blue or black. They were a flat, dead grey—the eyes of a Salt-Walker, but with a lucidity that was terrifying.

“You’re not lying. Then why was the human interested in her?” “They were old friends,” he simply told him. “He didn’t take no for an answer.” Lucifer shook his head. Lowered his sword to the growed, as he looked to be in thought. “How did she set all those souls out of the graveyard?” “She is a Spirit Walker,” he answered. Lucifer whistled, “Damn, I wasn’t going to win. Was I?” With a final look around. He turned at his hips and he was gone. In puff of smoke.

“I helped her kill him an hour later.” Xander pulls me away from the human, shaking his head at me. “She is a wolf and she is damaged goods. Why the hell would we be paired with her?” “You’re right.” Blue appears around the corner. Her eyes wide. “I am damaged goods. My body is littered in scars from that bastard. So you might as well reject me.” “Scars?” Bree hadn’t mentioned anything about scars only blood

I raised my brow as Nana sneaked me a wink and zoomed off, her gray hair standing out. "Luke and Alex are gonna be together for a while. We should take a walk around?" He asked. "I don't want to impose." I said not meeting his eyes. "If this is imposing, then, so be it." He teased me. "I've had enough of the mobile games and would love to take a walk, come walk with me?" He said and after a while added, "Steyn." I nodded. Looking at him now, I figured out why he was named Sky. His eyes were a light shade of blue that gave you this feeling of drowning in them if you stared too much.

that's Morgana’s teaching. I touched the cracked pendant hanging loosely against my chest. It pulsed faintly, still humming with fragments of Riven’s magic. “You’re holding on better than me,” I muttered with a dry laugh. Blue trotted beside me, tail swishing like she owned the damn woods. She’d grown too big for the satchel now, her scales shimmered molten silver, her wings folded neatly against her back. Waist-high and glowing faintly, she looked like something out of a myth.

However, in the fifth decade following the plague, a prophecy came to light in every supernatural race at the same time, that in every century a blue-blooded female will be reincarnated, and her blood can cure the plague of the supernatural race if the ruler was lucky enough to mate with her and drink from her blood daily. But it can only be done if she willingly accepts to go through the whole process and is not forced to do so. According to Amanda, she happened to be the 'blue-blooded' female and this was her sixth reincarnation and Amanda's fifth reincarnation. They both had a chance meeting when she was fleeing from those that captured her after being tortured for several days to concede

Each point emits colored smoke: scarlet red, golden yellow, silvery gray, royal blue, with the tallest creating a vibrant purple that reminds me of the color her eyes used to be. Confusion swirls with fear and a sense of familiarity. I know I’ve never seen it before, but deep inside, I feel like I have. “They made her Luna.” Saint takes a small step forward and stares in wonder. “She’s Luna of the Menae.” Saint lifts his front right leg and bows deeply with his left, breaking eye contact with Kas.