Blue Rain Francesca's Novels & Stories

“Derick hurry up. We needed to leave like an hour ago. You know how I feel about being late. You know how much we have to do what is taking you so long?” I asked. My name is Levin Ford and the crazy Bata I’m talking to is my brother Derick Ford. We are both tall over 6’2” with blackish brown hair and the only difference between us is… I have blue eyes and my brother has green. I’ve been looking for my mate since I turned 18 about 3 years ago. My brother too. I thought I had found her about a year and a half ago. We was at the Blue Moon Pack. I was walking around trying to get some air when I had heard some people fighting with each other around the corner. Thats when it hit me. The smell of

Feeling giddy, Mikayla put on the bracelet and did a little spin for the guests. Cory let out a whistle. “Ben, this must have cost you a pretty penny.” Ben grinned. “All that matters is that Mikayla loves it.” Turning around, Ben walked toward me. He held a smaller carton and passed it to me. “This one’s for you, Kaycee.” I set my drink down and took the box. The packaging was very basic, without even a seal sticker. I peeked inside and found a generic blind-box plushie. It was from an old series that had been popular two years back.

Notifications flooded the screen, but I ignored all of them until I saw the newest message request. The profile picture showed an empty hockey rink beneath white lights. The username read BlueLine. My heart lurched. The preview only showed part of the message. It’s me. Blue line. You... My thumb hovered above the screen. One tap and I could read the rest. One tap and I could answer him. I wanted to ask how he had survived these years. I wanted to tell him I had never left willingly. Most of all, I wanted to tell him I still remembered the promise about the blue line.

Francesca was even more devastated and screamed back, "What right do you have to blame me? I wouldn't be in this mess if you weren't jealous of Raphael! I wouldn't be stuck like this if you hadn't planned to frame him! Compensate me! I want 100 grand— No, one million! Give it to me!" James's eyes were bloodshot as he growled, "Money, my ass! I'll kill you!" Then, he pounced, his hands wrapping around her throat. Francesca had grown up in the countryside. She might be skinny, but she packed a punch. So, she immediately fought back, grappling with James.

Tiana," I snapped my fingers and she tilted her head to peek at us. "Sorry, did I miss something?" She asked nibbling on her lower lip.. "Yes, we've been trying to choose a colour for the bridesmaids' dresses. What do you think about blue?" Rosalyn muttered. "I think that blue is great and it's also Margaret's favourite colour. Sorry, I wasn't listening, I've been so lost admiring the little guy's cuteness. I have a feeling he is going to be a hottie just like Vladivostok," Tiana said with a controlled smile and then when our eyes met she winked at me.

Charles had stolen her dream, her idea and her special name and he had given it to the child he had made with Rosina instead. Mrs. Emily noticed that Bianca had drifted away into her thoughts. She smirked as a little girl came rushing to her side. "Grandmother!" Blue called out, her little bikini completely wet from the water. "Are you having so much fun, Blue?" Mrs. Emily asked, putting extra strength on the name just to hurt Bianca even more. Little Blue looked at Bianca briefly, not caring who the stranger was. She turned back to her grandmother. "I want you to come with me to see how I dive in that waterfall!" she said, giggling with excitement.

The colour of her gown complemented her skin tone— Luca's nonchalant dark blue eyes were wide open as he gasped Riann?

"Why?" Francisco inquired, tilting his head with a genuine interest to know more about her preferences. "Because I feel like blue is not for me.” Hazel explained, her response indicating a personal aversion to the color. Francisco took a deep breath, absorbing her words. "So, you hate blue." Hazel nodded in agreement, confirming her dislike for the color. Francisco, with a hint of amusement, raised his eyebrows slowly and added, "So you also hate my eye color."

Camilla replied. “Fuck him.”Vincenzo said and Camilla giggles where heard, slightly fading. ****************************************************** The flicking of camera lights, and the sound that came from it indicating for changing of pose. Francesa stood at the mist of all the cameras and Camera men, and stuffs making sure everything is ok for the photo shoot. She wore ripped blue jeans, and a multi colored jack that’s unzipped. She had no bra on, and the jack covered her nipples and half of her breast. Leaving the rest for the eyes to see.