Blue Mind Novels & Stories

Deeply, I inhaled, pulling his perfect warm scent into my lungs. I snuggled closer, if possible. We were practically tangled up in each other's arms. It's nice. A low groan came from his side at my movement, he slowly rolled to his back, blinking away the sleep. With his other hand, he rubbed at his eyes and I lifted my gaze up, watching him. He blinked slowly, once, twice before his mesmerizing deep ocean eyes drifted to me. I smiled, finding relief in finally admiring my favorite part. They weren't ordinary, no, not the boring blue color of the sky. They were like the sea, crystal, deep, so damn deep - shimmering and clashing and beating.

They were a striking shade of beautiful blue, like deep sapphire pools, reflecting the tranquillity of the morning sky. Embarrassment flushed through me, my cheeks warming with a blush as I stood there, caught in the midst of my clumsy mishap. Yet, his expression softened, and a warmth radiated from his beautiful blue eyes. They held a tenderness that made my heart flutter, a connection that spoke of shared moments and unspoken emotions. Even in this vulnerable state, his eyes conveyed a reassurance, as if to say, "It's alright, Nesta."

Terran The blue sky bleeding into the blue water had captured my attention. I couldn’t look away. I wanted to chase the horizon, go where the sky and the water became one. I stood on the sandy beach watching the waves roll in and out, my surfboard tucked under my arm. It was so peaceful. The sun was setting lower in the sky, changing the blue hues to deep oranges and yellows. I could pretend my life was perfect. Forget about everything and just be.

He wanted to stay, to fold himself back into that quiet warmth, but the storm inside him would not let him rest. Slipping from the bed, Blue padded across the creaking wooden floor and stepped outside. The night air bit at his skin, sharp and cold, but he welcomed it—it cleared his thoughts better than any lullaby. The moon hung low, veiled by wisps of silver clouds, and the forest whispered like an ancient witness, aware of every secret they carried. Blue wrapped his arms around himself, staring at the faint glow on the horizon. How much longer can I keep pretending I don’t already know what I have to do?

She said in conclusion. Somira rolled on her bed until she was directly on top of Lawrence, kissing him so passionately... and she could feel him smile as their lips were touching each other's, and she didn't think of the day when he would be going back home, at the expiration of his contract date. "Everything about Adrien's Place was so amazing... With the waters rushing and flowing so beautifully at the waterfalls, even at the beach region… The sand there was so greatly and neatly arranged and warm enough to make you forget all about your worries if you have any... The waves of the waters... The breeze from the air... EVERY SINGLE THING... So amazingly awesome to its peak!

I fulfill my promise to him and do some very, very dirty things to him and he happily reciprocates. " So, I want you to focus and try to lift this bottle in the air with your mind. Remember that you have the ability to use and bend the elements along with the silver blooded powers so I want you to believe in yourself first and then give it a try." Vlad says and I squint my eyes. I focus on the bottle with all my will and my head starts hurting and it starts burning my eyes. I sigh and say, "I can't do this. I'm sorry. I am just exhausted."

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

The descent onto Aethelgard was a clinical marvel that defied the physics of the Milky Way. As the First Mother’s Breath broke through the nitrogen-rich atmosphere, the viewports were flooded with a spectrum of blues for which I had no name in my medical logs. This was a planet of liquid quartz oceans, vast, shimmering expanses that reflected the light of a triple-star system into a permanent azure haze. Floating islands of "Blue Fire" drifted above the waves, their undersides encrusted with glowing cerulean crystals that hummed at a frequency that drove my Tempered Heart to a steady, rhythmic sixty beats per minute.

Blue light. After reading the text, she bites her lip, trying to hide her smile. Then he fixes his eyes, as deep as a forest lake, on the bay and beyond, to where the blue of the water merges with the blue of the sky into one vast space. As it is said there, in a vulgarly sentimental, but quite accurate phrase from the Titanic? A woman's heart is an ocean full of secrets. Imagine how much is there, if it is all, entirely - the ocean?

In other words, Bluebird's body was like an empty jar! The purpose of the Heaven's Gate herbal bath was to extract the essence from various precious herbs and infuse it into the jar, allowing inner inner energy to flourish in a very short time. However, Bluebird's breakthrough still surprised him. Watching the unconscious Bluebird, with her uncontrollable inner inner energy affecting the water waves in the tank, Liam smiled. According to the divisions in martial arts, Bluebird could be called a martial arts Master!