Blue Pale Idiot Novels & Stories

Another loud groan of frustration escaped my mouth as I recalled those words he had spoken to me before, whilst eyeing me with that disregarding expression. ' There's nothing there to see anyway ' I held a palm over my chest, now there was nothing there to see. My gaze fell on a pair of socks tossed carelessly on the bed. Oh, it looked so tempting. What are you thinking about! Are you Crazy! My brain screamed. Well, I had never admitted to being normal. I smiled evilly and checked to see if Liz was watching. She was not. I skipped over to the bed, snatching it, I ducked it inside of my bra.

“You don’t understand the bigger picture.” I tilted my head slightly. “Do you?” He frowned. “I know what you are planning to do,” I continued “You want to be powerful.” “That’s not what this is,” he snapped. “Isn’t it?” His nostrils flared. “Did you know Blue doesn’t see colors the way others do?” I said calmly. “And neither do you.” He stared at me, confusion shifting into anger. “She has color vision deficiency,” I went on. “And so do you.”

I said, leaning casually on the counter, “in my professional opinion… yellow tastes like piss, red tastes like a kid’s birthday party, green tastes like grass, purple tastes like kids’ Tylenol…” I lifted a finger. “But blue is the only one that doesn’t actively assault your taste buds.” His eyebrows pulled together, lips pressing tight like he was fighting a laugh. Like I’d caught him off guard. “They’re that bad, huh?” “Eh… maybe not to most people.” I shrugged and gestured to the energy drink on the counter. “I mainly drink water and… those.” He nodded slowly, still smiling. “Those aren’t half bad, honestly. But I guess I’ll take the blue.”

"Miss, may you live a blessed, prosperous life. And may your ex rot in misery." "Wait—these aren’t regular bills. They’re glittering gold notes!" Max’s face turned an ugly shade of red as he watched the scene unfold.

I had instead pale purple ones. As a child I was told that I had a rare genetic disease that caused me to lose pigment in my skin and eyes. But that didn’t stop all the bullying and teasing I faced in school. Those awful kids would call me Violet Darynem because I did look a lot like them. But it was highly impossible to be one of them. They were the despicable enemy that tried to wipe my kind off this planet.

I watched him stomp off like a spoiled rotten child, I was laughing so hard I cried. He didn't come back for the rest of the day. Which I was thankful for and hoped was a one-off. My meals went back to normal and I was able to fall asleep rather quickly despite the uneasy feeling creeping in. The very next morning I understood why. Alaster POV I swear to Sol that Bitch is trying to enrage me. The instant her mouth opens nothing but venom comes out. I sat down on the edge of my bed to think. Like lightning, an idea hit me and a malicious grin spread across my face.

Isn't that ironic? Meanwhile, Blair walked to the sink beside me and carefully washed her hands. Her pale skin looked whiter than it did in the commercials, though I couldn't tell if that was due to good genes, makeup, or the pale light from the overhead light. Really, public bathrooms always have horrible lighting.

“Sebastian.” “Sebastian,” Seb smirked. “I like the way that sounds from you, Alexander.” “What? Don’t call me Alexander,” Alex laughed. “It sounds weird coming from you.” “Now that I think about it,” Seb said, moving even closer towards Alex. “Why in the world did you tell me your name was Blue? I get if you wanted to lie about your name but Blue just sounds so random so why Blue?” Feeling colour creep towards his cheek, Alex looked into Seb’s blue eyes. “It’s a secret.”

If Axel looked confused earlier, he looked lost at the moment. "Okay, why am I the only clueless person here?" He asked, eyes wide. "Skull, also known as Nathan McCain is your father. He's a psychopath who thinks it's fun to ruin people's lives" "Is he a mafia boss or something?" "Yes, he is" "O.....Kay? Why would he try to kill me?" Axel asked.

Rai explained arrogantly. "Sorry—" he said dryly, "—I don't know anything about the Haltz Clan is because I live in the human world. My name is Albert... Albert Valentino. I'm also a vampire, to be precise—" "—a hybrid vampire, huh?" cut Rai. "How do you know?" asked Al confused. Rai raised his index finger and pointed it at Al, "Your skin… is too red." "Too... red...?" and Al immediately saw the color of his skin. "Is he color blind? My skin is obviously olive," he thought. However, a scream immediately stopped Al's thoughts.