Blue Review Novels & Stories

His intense blue eyes lifted to meet hers, and for a moment, the outside world seemed to vanish. Asher Kingsley was a striking figure. Standing at 6'4" with a chiseled jawline and a sculpted physique, he exuded an almost otherworldly allure. His impeccably tailored dark suit accentuated his broad shoulders and lean frame. His intense blue eyes, framed by dark, thick lashes, seemed to pierce through the room, and his tousled dark hair added a touch of rugged charm to his otherwise polished appearance. Despite his godlike handsomeness, his stern expression conveyed a seriousness that left no room for frivolity.

I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, letting the air fill my lungs while I assessed my body and heart. It was only the morning of my birthday, and I knew my gifts wouldn’t manifest until tonight under the bright moon. The fact that it was a Blue moon made my insides tingle. Blue moons in and of themselves were rare. Mix it with the Cold full moon of December, which was always special to witches, made this an extraordinary night. Or, so I hoped. The Cold Moon marked the earth’s slumber and going inward for transformation. I knew my birthday falling on this day meant something significant. Despite the nightmare I had just woke up from, I smiled and ran downstairs after getting dressed. I grabb

If I remembered correctly, he was fifty-nine this year and still not fully mature. His hair wasn’t as vividly colored as in the publications; instead, it was a pale gold that almost faded into silver. His eyes, however, were exactly as the legends described—an utterly unique violet-blue, unmatched anywhere in the world. And his build… seemed taller than depicted in books, even half a head taller than Frey. I had always believed a man’s appearance didn’t matter much. Objectively speaking, though, Blu was undeniably handsome. Few men possessed that kind of presence—where at first glance, every proportion of face and body seemed perfectly balanced, creating an almost overwhelming visual impact.

I explained to him. "Nice excuse." He nodded to himself, appreciating my lie. "Thanks." "Did you experience anything new?" "No, I mean the headaches have gone too. No fever." I said. "That's great." Drew looked at me. "Hmm." I said, looking at him too. The rest of school goes in a blur. We meet in the parking car and he drives to his place. I turn the music on. "What song is that?" Drew asked. "Teeth by 5 seconds of summer. Why?"

she said and immediately dropped the napkin, stepping closer to her to give her attention. " Blue, there's something on my mind", " What's that ma'am", " Can you be my friend? Even if it's just for this moment? No Ma'am, please". Blue wanted to hesitate, but seeing the need in her eyes, she nodded with a smile. " Do you want to confide in me with something?", " Yeah, I want to do something and I also need to admit", " What's that?", " You saw the viral videos right?", " Yes, I did",

A Code Blue in the emergency department means a patient's heart has stopped and every pair of hands in the building is wanted. The president cut his own report off mid-sentence and sent me down to the resuscitation. The charge nurse was already prepping my gown at a run, saving every second she could find. And a first-year resident, three months on the job, was standing in front of the procedure-room doors with a printout from the pharmacy in his hand. He put it to me in front of everyone. "Dr. Hale, sixty ampoules of anesthetic went out of your department in March. Did you take them out and sell them? "The head of cardiothoracic surgery, doing something that filthy? Sixteen years in t

She was smiling widely, her eyes beamed. Blue rotated his eyes in annoyance. “Fine!” He stomped toward Black and kissed her cheek even though it was covered with a mask. “Happy now?” He returned to Pink's side. Black chuckled. Extremely satisfied and her anger vanished instantly. Blue’s scent was cold and sharp. Not even once his scent irked her. Unlike the rest of them, Blue was like a healing potion to her. He was aloof, yet soft-hearted. His only interest was good sleep. Nothing more, nothing less.

" I set the tray down with a flourish. In the dim light, the porridge looked like it was powered by a lithium battery. It was glowing. It was vibrant. It was, for lack of a better word, aggressively cyan. "It’s very... blue," Alaric noted, squinting through the gloom. "It is ze extract of ze Blue Algae from ze depths of ze Mediterranean," I lied, my heart dancing a jig. "Rich in antioxidants and ze pigmentation of health. One bowl, and your internal organs will sing like ze bluebirds of Lyon." "I don't know if I can eat," he moaned. "My stomach is a war zone."

Hearing Blue's instant okay, Aaron made a surprised face. Aaron was expecting that Blue would refuse his demand as Blue was very scared of his father. Blue's father was not only the trustee of Sanford university but was also one of the richest billionaires in the US. "Wooo I wasn't expecting a positive reply from you..." Blue ignored his words and grabbed his palm, "Bro, trust me she is something, the moment she bumped into me and my eyes met with her innocent-looking eyes, I was numb, she honestly messed with my mind..." Suddenly their chat got interrupted by a loud clapping sound,

Blue said, rolling his eyes. “What exactly did Red say to you, Blue?” Katleya asked. Blue mimicked his twin’s voice. “‘Haven’t you learned from your last s*x scandal, Blue? Stop bringing shame to Mom and Dad. And at school of all places?! Get out.’” “You had a scandal?” Fernando asked, unable to resist joining the conversation. “Yes. Have you seen it, sir? It went viral. A million views. Blue is unstoppable,” he bragged. “W-Wait. You’re the one who…” Fernando took out his phone and started searching for something. “Is it this one?”