Blue Rain Francesca's Novels & Stories

“You know it doesn’t matter. I’ll act surprised, I promise.” “Annie…” “Please?” I angled my head, jutting out my bottom lip in a pout. “I am your friend first before your Alpha’s daughter.” “It’s called a surprise, Annie,” she chuckled. “And besides, Alpha Ralph won’t want me spoiling it.” She finished with my hair, moving to the jewellery box on the vanity. Silver stones glinted as she pulled them out, fastening the neck piece on. “I want to know,” I grumbled. “It’s my birthday.”

Tami turned red instantly. " She is turning into a strawberry. How can someone blush so much? " Ron asked. " She can, just like her Mom. " Dad said. " Hmmm... You seemed to have noticed Maurvi. What is the matter, Mehul? " Mom said raising her eyebrows. " Don't ever say that in front of Gautam, he will shoot me. I know this because he calls her as tomato. " Dad explained and Tami nodded.

A very beautiful young woman with silver-gray hair and blue eyes color, who seems to be around the age of twenty, came out of the arrival point of entry in country M with three adorable kids. A girl and two boys. On a closer look, the three children look soo identical. The only difference is their hair color. The girl looks so adorably cute with her ombre hair and blue eyes, just like her mother's. Her long ombre hair reaches down to her waist, and her looks were complimented with a cute baby blue embroidery Bardot dress that compliments her eyes.

She's some kind of influencer on I*******m, I used to follow her before I deleted it off my phone a few months ago, but Poppy still talks about her every once in a while. Rhode and I slide into our seats and I just so happen to end up next to Francesca. If I wasn't nervous before I'm definitely more nervous now that I'm sitting next to a literal i*******m model. She's quite stunning; perfect long blonde hair and bright blue eyes, her cheek bones are high and prominent and her skin is completely flawless. "We've all been so excited to meet you" She squeals as I sit down, giving my arm a gentle squeeze. The woman sitting beside her leans in and nods her head, her hair is a very similar colour

Blue didn't realize that I could hear, but I tried not to, especially when his name came up. “I'm busy.” Blue shrugged, moving from the top of me to sit down beside me. I was just looking at her, hoping that whatever was happening would change what's to happen, although my boxers were wet already. “Hey beautiful.” Luca's voice came on, and I closed my eyes, trying not to hear it, but I could. “Hey.” Blue responded. “Why are you trying to reach me by this time of the night?” “Girl, relax. I'm not trying to play no pranks, I just want you to know something.”

"It must be ze American air! It is too harsh for ze delicate, blue-blooded French skin! It is ze royal skin sensitivity!" Alaric was now trying to scrub his forehead with a silk napkin, which only served to make the blue shimmer more intensely. "It won't come off! It's under the skin! I’m blue from the inside out!" "Perhaps," I suggested, struggling to keep my voice steady, "a bath in lemon juice? Or... a week in a dark room? In Lyon, we say: 'He who is blue in ze morning, is... indigo by night!'"

“Hey “Ben stooped a lady passing by . “Can you take pictures of us please ?”he requested . “Sure “The lady smiled and collected his phone . Ben posed with Rissa as the lady took the pictures . “You guys look good together .Don’t dare break her heart “The lady said giving Ben his phone back . “Sure “Ben winked . The lady left and Riss and Ben checked the pics they took . Ben uploaded one on I*******m captioning it “Mon Bebe “ meaning ‘My baby “ Rissa saw this and smiled inwardly blushing hard .

I screamed. He was taken aback upon seeing me with no control. Mad. F*cking mad. Out of my sanity. I stepped forward as he stepped back. “You... you f*cking, Silva. You f*cking call me a f*cking bitch! I am no slut, nor a wh*re! I am just a bad f*cking bitch who beats men *sses and not f*cking and sucking and riding their f*cking d*cks!” I shout and threw the glass of wine towards him. The glass shattered as his blood drops. The broken glass cut his arms.

“My mom had a flower shop. Of all the flowers, she chose iris to bring home every day and placed it in my room. As annoying as it is, I liked the blue one. Your eyes are blue like an iris flower. They remind me of her.” Her lashes were lighter, almost blonde. It was possible she dyed her hair. She had tiny freckles scattered all over her nose and under her eyes. “Oh?” “Yes. Now, my deal. You can stay and pull that gun away from me or you die.” I pressed a little harder against her neck. “One wrong move, your blood will splatter all over the floor. Since you’re pale, you’ll die in a matter of seconds, Iris.” “You’ll die with me, Colton. That’s a promise.”

Author's POV ~ At Bryan Clivton's house... Zara and Bryan are busy choosing clothes for Alina to wear later. They had been choosing dresses in a magazine. "I think Alina really suits peach." Bryan's suggestion to his future wife. Zara shook her head after seeing the dress style shown by Bryan. "No. Alina is not feeling well, the peach color will make her face look even paler. This dark blue is better. It looks very elegant and matches her white skin tone." said Zara, pointing to a dark blue dress.