Novel & Cerita Blue Sharingan

Daemon’s POV He hadn't changed a wink since the last time I saw him, which was years ago. He was still tall and lanky, those bright blue eyes taking the room with such ease, rare to find. He had always been that way, taking on life with such excitement. "Balor!" The name fell from her lips easily as he crossed the space. That was when I noticed the flowers in his hands. Tulips. Not exactly Annie's favorite, but there was no way he could have known that.

Alex asked being confused. "Come on you should know it already. She was born in a Blue Moon. The purest blood runs in her veins. And there are very few pure blood people left. So when one can actually claim her in Blue Moon to mark her as his. But as she is already marked by another strong wolf who has the dark blood it would be easier for him to claim her and he doesn't need to do it in Blue Moon." Leonard's nose scrunched when those words got registered in his brain. But now that she already has a mark Lycan needs to wait for Blue Moon.

He turned to Johan who was busy with a dish full of roasted meat and took one of his hands. “Wha-“ Prince Xander placed the Johan’s hand on the sword hilt which immediately turned the blade to a light shade of blue. “Hey, I’m eating here!” Johan pulled back his hand and continued eating. “Hmm... Interesting,” said Matt as he rubbed his chin. “It seems that Johan’s flame burns hotter than your own. No wonder he’s an Ignacius!” “I wonder if my father can produce a blue blade as well?” Xander mumbled.

We both shared the same temperament with being excited. “Oh! The plot thickens!” I said as I listened intently. I had only seen the other Ancient One a few times before. He had blood-red hair and the same silver eyes as his sister. Though, unlike her, he seemed far more reserved. He would often sneak away to get out of the rule of her thumb. “Does that mean he’ll be coming back to the fold to join his mate, then?”

This best friend is a White girl… a countryman with the murderous gang that Quan once slaughtered. The other girl was one of the Silvers and happened to have the same eye color as her blood. Her dark blue hair was in a ponytail. As a result of Quan's actions too, there was a scar across her neck that looked painful. However, the look in her eyes seemed friendlier than that eerie impression.

-2 days ago- Reiya: I heard one of your colors is violet, isn't it? Ban: Yea that is right. It's the color of the Pregucia Familia right? Reiya: Yes. And it is my primary color too. Blue is my secondary. Ban: So does that mean that you are connected to the Pregucia Familia?

“Anytime!” I had barely finished undressing when Ash shifted in a flash of blue light. Our shift has gradually become instantaneous. Over the last few weeks of training my glow, as I shift, has gotten brighter and quicker. This power will be beneficial in the coming battle. Aniya went over some moves with me before she jumped to the side of the mat. She shifted and activated the puppets Nichole made. A human puppet tackled me while I was watching Aniya. I quickly recovered and donkey kicked its head off. A few more came at me from different directions trying to split my attention. They were no match for me and Ash. We took them out with ease.

If he had access to books, maybe he could also find out more about this society; and possibly even a way to escape that didn’t involve being thrown out naked and defenseless. “Very well.” K'coba removed a tablet sized screen from the entertainment unit and showed Leroy how to access the menu and start the lessons. In addition to the screen, a device fastened around his forehead and curved into one ear. Before K'coba handed the screen to Leroy, he paused and added an additional choice. “The red menu is for the language used by the Imperial House… it is probably the most universal.” He gazed at Leroy thoughtfully for a moment. “The blue menu is for Albaza. Albaza is Almighty Xcott's native lan

With my tiny hands gripping the wildflowers I had been collecting, I had stopped dead in my tracks. That day, three elderly people came up to me, their eyes wide with awe as they observed my appearance—the blue hair and the matching eyes that set me apart. They had called it special. Selected. They had bowed before me and declared, "You are the one, Ivy," "The reincarnation of the Luan, destined to save us all."

I murmured, as I felt myself being pulled away. I sat up straight in bed, sweat beading my forehead, struggling to breathe. I looked down at my hands and the blue fire that I received from Kiran was no longer there. It had been replaced by a silvery blue flame. It felt more powerful, and the sensation scared me.