Blue Sky Series Novels & Stories

"These are the people who supplied the lab with human inmates. Klaud Group is funding one pharmaceutical company in Australia. But we all know it's just a cover-up business. They're mass-producing a new drug called The Blue Sky. It almost had the same ingredient as the drugs that the Knights of Death was using on the berserk werewolves." "The Blue Sky?" Cohen asked. Mira nodded. "It's a type of drug that was supposed to cure you out of your flaws. They used it on several human inmates, and it seemed they found success on it. It's like the drug cured their violent tendencies or something." "It's not curing them," Liam spoke. "It's like killing their ability to do things of their free will."

“Sebastian.” “Sebastian,” Seb smirked. “I like the way that sounds from you, Alexander.” “What? Don’t call me Alexander,” Alex laughed. “It sounds weird coming from you.” “Now that I think about it,” Seb said, moving even closer towards Alex. “Why in the world did you tell me your name was Blue? I get if you wanted to lie about your name but Blue just sounds so random so why Blue?” Feeling colour creep towards his cheek, Alex looked into Seb’s blue eyes. “It’s a secret.”

Naya was on the ground, Dani and Rune beside her, fighting off four wolves. My mind hollowed out, and I let myself go. I pulled the invisible thread from the ground into me, through me. I shot my power into the sky, channeling a giant blast up, up, up until lightning came down from the sky. A massive purple streak erupted in the middle of the fighting, with several smaller ones splintering onto the ground. Fire appeared where the lightning had stuck. The flames grew and spread across the field, encircling the battle and in between fights.

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.

The stone walls of the Court was groaning, the cracks in the masonry glowing with a brilliant, blinding blue light. "Look!" someone shrieked from the crowd, pointing toward the high, vaulted skylights. I tore my gaze away from Caius and looked up. Through the translucent obsidian of the roof, I saw it. The eternal, brooding darkness of the Sunless Wastes that oppressive, bruised-purple sky that had hung over this land for eons was tearing apart. It dissolved like ink in water, being bleached away by a surge of pure, searing azure. The transformation was absolute. The sky didn't just brighten; it turned into a vibrant, piercing blue. It was the sky of a human world, a clear, mid-summer, terr

I was six or seven, but I remembered because the Blue Moon Pack had been anticipating his arrival for a while. "And I was thinking I could stay back a while." He turned to Annie as he spoke. "It's been years since I last saw Annie. I want to spend time with her too." I tugged at my tie again, then reached for my glass of wine, downing the last of its contents. Serena leaned into me. "Are you fine, Daemon?" “Why?” “You… you suddenly went rigid and…” “I’m fine,” I blurted harsher than I intended. But it was too late to take it back.

"Sofia, you are marrying the most powerful being alive in a castle-mansion in front of an entire pack that is divided about whether you should exist. Everything about this is dramatic." I looked at her. "The blue," she said firmly. Lilly, from the window seat, held up her notebook: The blue. Kara is right. "You're supposed to be objective," I told her. She wrote: I am being objective. The blue is objectively the best. I looked at the fabric. Deep midnight blue, the colour of the sky at the moment just before full dark, with a quality to it that caught the light differently depending on how you moved. It was, objectively, the best.

She felt it in her teeth. A pressure, low and rising. She turned to the window. And the sky split. A vertical tear, like lightning drawn slow and deliberate. Light poured out — but not golden, not white. It was blue. Deep blue. Ocean - at - night blue. Shapes moved behind it. Like something looking back. Then darkness again. Just like that. Power surged back. The lights flickered on. Traffic returned. A horn honked. Aria stood still, keys in hand, unsure if she'd screamed.

After quite a few moves Nezeira, along with a witty fighting tactic managed to slice off the beasts head. Yihan, stood like a statue, his heart thumped against his chest at a dangerous speed. His eyes were glued to this woman, or vampire. He thought to himself, “So it was you. I saw you back then. But, the eyes? How are they blue? ……….who are you?” Security men poured in swiftly and surrounded Nezeira. She sheathed away her sword, went up to the in-charge and showed the royal i-card. Then she spoke,

Blue asked Skye as he looked at the other. Though even if Blue asked this, everyone present knows that Blue already knows the answer. He is a fairy, after all, who could feel someone’s emotions. Aside from that, Blue is also Skye's friend. And a childhood friend. So, Blue could feel Skye’s depression, and that Skye’s mentality is about to collapse