Blue Sky Nails Lowry Novels & Stories

Ryan's POV As I stood at the brink of the cliff, the wind was harsh and chilly. The river thundered beneath me, its waves smashing against the rocks. Like the storm inside of me, it was wild and noisy. The doctor's words, "Six months left," kept coming back to me. We have run out of options.

Queen Niamh, stood at the window of her chamber with a wine glass in her hand, looking at the setting sun. A deep frown lingered on her face. The wine glass was full and looked like she hadn’t even taken a sip. Her deep thought was interrupted by a knock on the door. She reeled back to her senses, put the glass down and said in a soft voice, “Come in.” A girl entered, short, a-lined bob reddish brown hair, snow like skin, nails painted black. She bowed and said,

I said as I sat in front of the vanity. Linda and Amber got to work on my hair, setting long curls pinned up with a beautiful blue hair comb. It had sapphires and platinum gold roses along the edge. Amber put a light foundation on and gave my eyes a slight smoky effect. She finished my makeup with pale pink lipstick. “There we are, perfect.” Amber said before going to the closet to get the dress. It was a powder blue silk dress. It was floor length with a slit up the right leg to the midthigh. I got up and walked towards it.

Anything. I slip into the short knee length dress that Mia handed me. It's short but breathable . It's emerald in colour and looks so good against my tan skin. I turn to see Mia in a similar dress as mine , but it has a deeper neckline and is black in colour . She also has some jewellery paired with it. We both give each other compliments and wear our footwear. I opt for smaller heels than her but she wears stilettos with much higher heel. I pull my hair in a ponytail and apply a light nude lip shade.

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.

JessBlue “Um, I need to finish my shopping. Would you like to walk with me, LD, and talk?" I ask him. "I would love to accompany you while you shop.” I smile as we begin to stroll around the market. "Where are you from, LD?" LD "Well, JessBlue, I live in Starmainia. It has incredible waterfalls and solidly frozen lakes with just a few mountains! It's about two miles from the Crite but in the opposite direction of Bluestoria." Bluestoria is made of mountains, caves, hills, and fields on high altitudes, which are other reasons humans would not be able to survive here. The pressure of the oxygen would kill them instantly. I also told her I was a twin who never saw my sibling and was raised as a

I laughed as I walked over and sat down opposite my beautician “Ok what colour are you thinking love?” “Well, my dress is royal blue” “Shall we paint your nails to match then?” “Yes I think so” “Do you want me to paint your natural nails or would you like acrylics?” “Natural please” I smiled as she started to paint my nails while adding little jews to the tips.

Abby said, looking at Olive as if she was the one getting her nails done. “We were thinking something like this.” Olive pulls out her phone and shows her the picture of the nails that had different looks on the nails. Two of them them was a plain dusty blue, one with a dusty blue french tip, one that has swirls on it with a neutral base which Olive suggested to be champagne and the the last one was a slanted french tip with champagne glitter separating the blue and the neutral colour. “I can definitely do that and I will definitely need to do extensions on these nubs.” Abby said, punctuating her words with smiles.

"This… statement. We are getting rid of this. Immediately." I laugh softly to myself. In three, maybe four days, the blue will be back. It’s like a birthmark. Nothing I do can get rid of it. I sit silently through the next four hours as my head is washed, scrubbed, massaged, and then aggressively dyed a uniform, perfectly innocuous shade of light brown. The blue fights back, turning the water a pale, stubborn teal, but Marco is a professional mercenary. He wins by turning my blue highlights blonde.

“How much are her nails?” “She’s also doing a pedicure. Total is £100,” the technician replied, rolling his eyes in disapproval. “Khalid, go now. You’re pissing people off,” Aisha hissed. He only smiled, that infuriatingly charming smile. Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a thick wad of cash and slapped £105 on the table. Before Aisha could protest, he snatched the colour chart and pointed at ‘Angel Tears #212’.. a beautiful pearlescent shade with a delicate shimmer.