Blue Pale Idiot Novels & Stories

Which was stupid, because he was asking me what my favourite colour was. “Fine,” I said again. I would go along with whatever nonsense this was, but I wouldn’t pretend to be happy about it. No, the traitorous back of my mind thought, you’ll only pretend with Ares. I ground my teeth together. “I’m not sure. I could only see in black and white for twenty years. Compared to that, the time I’ve been able to see in colour is minimal. Tiny. But…” I caught my bottom lip between my teeth as I thought. “Probably blue. Like the sky.”

Jeez, he is exhausting! Ugh, "Papi, I'm not gonna leave you okay?" I state gently staring in his honey brown eyes. "Stop thinking that way, please!" I plead with him cupping his handsome face. Looking at him thoroughly. He really does favor that dude! But he is caramel-skinned like his Mother. His eyes are steadily getting blue and less brown. Good. Manny P.O.V

When I removed it, the pale blue crescent scar Ida had made had turned a deep red. No! I couldn't be! I twisted around and ran to where I had seen the light fall in the pit. I pushed rebels and soldiers until I arrived. Gideon was walking in my direction with a lifeless Ida in his arms. My knees gave out, and I dropped, staring at my dead mate. Her pale white skin had lost its colour and almost made me cringe at the stark contrast of her bright red hair and red-coloured armour.

“I feel like I am about to poop. Please, just wait in the living room because it will really be embarrassing for me.” “I will wait for you here outside of this door,” Blue pushed, as he always does. “And more importantly, what is so embarrassing with poop? It is not a crime, come on. You should not be ashamed of it because all of us are also doing that same thing.” I facepalmed. It is really hard to debate with someone who is so smart like him. He will always find a way to turn the tables around in a way that will benefit him the most.

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I was hoping my training this summer would give me the edge I needed to end this bullying once and for all. I took a final look in the mirror. My long onyx black hair was down today, gentle waves cascaded along my face, neck, shoulders, arms, and back. My vibrantly blue eyes mirrored my determination. I nodded in approval at my outfit, a black and silver blouse and black skinny jeans. I was ready to seize the day and make it amazing. I hurried out the door and leapt into my tiny little sedan, driving off to my high school.

"This is so hilarious. All of them are so embarrassed right now. They want to pull him back, but this guy looks like a complete idiot that wouldn't care about what others say. He wants to become a hero like this, how funny! This is great, though, Gale will get four million spirit crystals for free!" "That's right. He's just a mindless idiot. Just listen to what he said just now. He dared to tell Gale to shut up with such a commanding tone, and to not waste his time! I almost laughed when I heard that. Who does he think he is? Does he think he's some fantastic hero? "He even said that Gale was wasting his time. I wonder what's going on in his mind for him to say that. It's no longer just a jo

I paced around nervously while she just laughed at me. "Calm down missy." "Calm down?, I'm meeting his mom, his freaking mother Naomi, how the hell can I be calm?" Henry had called me earlier and told me to get ready, he said he'll be at my place in half an hour and we would be going to his mother's place. "You look awesome babe." "You think so?"I accessed myself in the mirror for the third time. Naomi had chosen a blue dress that was flair from the waist down because of my stomach. It stopped just at my knees and had silver decorations all over it.

Carter had texted me the address along with a series of laughing emojis and the words "happy birthday you beautiful bastard." The building didn't look like much from outside. Brick facade, purple neon sign, a line of people waiting behind a velvet rope. The bouncer was huge, easily six-five, with arms like tree trunks. I walked past the line. A few people shouted complaints but I ignored them. The bouncer's expression didn't change as I approached. "Private booth," I said. "I bought it a day earlier." He looked me up and down, taking in my expensive watch and tailored shirt. "ID."