Blue Rain Francesca's Novels & Stories

The sky above the ridge did not just storm; it fractured. Tala stood at the epicenter of the cataclysm, her palms still pressed flat against the ancient granite table. The sheer velocity of the wind she was commanding tore at her clothes, pulling her spun-copper hair into a wild, halos-like cloud of fire and static electricity. Blue lightning danced across her collarbone, tracing the veins in her arms as she poured every ounce of her immortal soul into holding the ceiling of the world from collapsing.

she was definitely the one who had some clue on where we could start. Finally, with a deep sigh, Francesca spoke. “We don’t know where she is, Lisa. But we can always find out. However, I am not comfortable with working with you. Especially when you are two-faced.” I chuckled in disbelief. This has to be some sort of joke, right? She couldn't be serious. “How do we find her if we are not working together?” I asked her. “Raven is my friend and if you think I am just going to lead you to her then you are dead wrong. You can tell Amelia to use her magic mirror to find her and stop talking to us like we are your slaves. We don't owe you anything!” Francesca said.

I could tell that Melio's eyes held a flash of pain. "Hi Miss, what's your name?" Black asked giving her a warm smile. "Hello Mr Bl...ack and M...iss Brenda, my name is M..Melio Blanchard ". She said in a shaky voice. This was as a result of my hands digging into her lower back. I dug my fingers into her lower back and at some point started drawing little circles so sensually that Melio became hot and flushed. She was trying her best to find a balance that she almost stumbled on.

"C'mon, Arch. A little response won't do you any harm" "Vanessa, cut it out. Stop trying to flirt with me at every chance you get, it's annoying" "Fine, fine. Whatever" she scowled, placing a brown file in front of me. "There, that's the details. Her name is Dahlia Malon" I opened the file and took out the paper. My blood ran cold, my heart sinking when I recognized the photo of the girl smiling. The room had suddenly become very cold. "Red? Are you alright? You look really pale" Vanessa said, her brows creased. I didn't say anything, I just stared. How? Why? She didn't do anything wrong?

Even though Blue had been a welcome diversion, he was still upset with CASA. He turned to her, "Can I buy you another drink, Blue?" She still had a little bit of a dazed appearance after his kiss, but she brushed it off and smiled at him. It was like receiving a kick to the stomach. Blue was beautiful. A few freckles scattered over her nose, alabaster complexion to complement her golden red hair, a cupid's bow lips painted scarlet, big chocolate brown eyes shot through with gold, long lashes, and elegant eyebrows. If the freckles extended lower, he questioned.

The ocean waves crashed softly against the sand. ​Buck lifted his face, looking down at her rosy face as he caressed her warm cheek with his thumb, pushing damp curls out of her blue eyes. ​"What color do you want our brand new cabin to be, my beautiful girl?" Buck asked softly. ​Frostina smiled the brightest smile of her life. "I want it to be a soft, bright blue, like the morning sky." ​Buck smiled at her fondly. "I'll paint it that color for you, Frostina. The color of your beautiful eyes."

She said. "Huh," I asked. "Francesca is a brunette, Liliana is blonde while Dora is black haired," She said. "So let me get this straight, they named their group from the colour of their hair?" I asked and they both nodded. I looked forward, when I heard steps, I was probably expecting a teacher but I was Francisco....I mean Francesca and her friends.. I think. "I don't want for ever see you girls on my seat again," She said with blazing eyes and I nodded rapidly..

"Oh? So…this little thing is your brother, and this one you know,too? He's quite cute... Then... let's start with them. Let's see how beautiful their crystal is and whether it will match my new nail art style. Next, it'll be your turn, dear Princess." Lisa laughed, a light, tinkling sound that scraped like glass on stone. She leaned closer to Lyra, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper filled with malice: "I want to see the blue. I hear it’s the color of deep, still water just before a storm…or perhaps." A high-pitched whine filled the room. The crystal probe glowed with an eerie blue-white light. Without ceremony, without another word, Lisa plunged it precisely into Lyra’s chest, d

That didn’t mean that I felt comfortable in their presence. "It’s a pleasure to meet you," I said again before smiling politely. "I should introduce you to my daughter as well. Francesca, this way!" Henry said to me before turning to call out to a lady who must have been his daughter. He waved her over with his hand. The blonde woman, dressed in a classy-looking rosy pink dress that seemed to match her name, bid farewell to the few people that she was talking to before quickly making her way towards us. I could tell from miles away that she was an outstandingly beautiful young woman. Unlike her father, who had a tense air around him, Frances was all smiles. Looking at her felt like taking in

Gina rolled her eyes, completely ignoring Helen as she whipped out her phone and called Frank. - Frank had just returned to Skywater Bay and was in his basement preparing to make a pill for Frida Blue to restore her meridians. He did a double take when Gina called him out of the blue, but he answered anyway. "Where are you right now, Frank?" she demanded. Hearing her disrespectful tone, he replied noncommittally, "How is that any of your business?"