Blue Smith Novels & Stories

The woman asked. “Yes, who are you?” Bluey quizzed The lady burst into dramatic tears. “I'm Bensjasmin’s mother sister's cousin. So this is life. She's gone just like that. Oh God!” “Oh no! Not now” Bluey muttered under her breath.

The Ruthless Rejection Xavier Grayson looked at Blueberry’s exposed body and felt nothing but cold indifference. In his mind, every inch of her—from her skin to her proportions—was completely eclipsed by Chloe Bishop, whose natural perfection remained unrivaled in his memory. "Xavier, why aren't you saying anything?" Blueberry approached him again, her voice thick with forced tenderness. "Let's give Liam Jr. a complete home, okay? I’ll work hard to be a good wife and mother."

I gritted and they smiled. "I'm Blue, the leader of these five." He smiled proudly and pointed at others who happen to be Lex, Calvin, Harris, and Dray. Blue fits the spec of being a leader and his aura and body stature say it all. His eyes were icy blue and his muscles were delicious, visible, and hard.

He was breathtakingly handsome, and as she bumped into his desk behind her, she worried about his monitor screen falling. Ignoring Anita's fear, Liam walked to his double-door fridge and took out a bottle of wine. He rinsed two glasses in his office sink, where he washed his hands after meeting clients. "I want to discuss your transfer to the Blues with you," Liam said. Anita finally exhaled heavily, realizing she had been holding her breath. As he approached her again, he poured the blue wine into the two glass cups, refilling it. Anita noticed Liam's fondness for the color blue, just like Temisa, which made her frown.

he scoffed with a smile. Lying in bed, Mr Blue had made his appearance not too long ago. "Hello, Mr Blue. You look madly bright tonight. Maybe you found a lover," Erin chuckled, a newfound energy from taking a shower fuelling him. "Or, you took a shower, like I did. Gross, aren't I?" he played with his pinkie, amused by his own comment. "You know, I feel empty. I can't shake off this feeling that I might've missed something; has that ever happened to you..?"

Damian's pov As I stepped into the kitchen, the sight that greeted me was a blend of chaos and charm. Nora, my eight-year-old daughter, was standing on her tiptoes, trying to reach into a cabinet while Blue, the woman who had inexplicably turned my night into utter bliss, was packing a lunchbox. It was amusing to see Nora’s disdain for the task juxtaposed with her enthusiasm for watching Blue Bloods. She claimed it was as satisfying as ASMR, whatever that meant. I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, taking in the scene. Their interaction was a curious mix of playful bickering and warmth, and I found myself unable to look away from fromBlue.

He blurted out. "So Shaun, how's that new property you acquired?" I heard one of his cousins ask him. "Good Richard. You know— Melio here helped me acquire it. You should experience her first-hand in a business mood— very precise." He said that with his hands still scavenging my pussy. Fuck I want to scream! "So this is an office romance kinda thing. Everything Blue". I was about correcting Catherine when his finger penetrated my pussy. "Urr.rr! I moaned out.

Upon finishing from his side, Jonathan moved towards Iris who was trembling like a leaf under the heated gaze of Leonard. "Iris, now you would repeat whatever I would say." She turned her gaze down when Jonathan's eyes matched her. She was not going to let that happen so easily. It shouldn't be like this. "I, Iris Lockwood....... " Jonathan started to speak the phrase that Iris had to repeat before Leonard would mark her under the Blue Moon. This was the one-time opportunity that Leonard would get at that moment. If he would fail to mark her that day, he had to wait for a long to get it. That would be a risk on his part too. In case Iris's previous owner returns and has already left an impre

"you're awake?" At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded beside the bed. The voice sounded somewhat familiar. She frowned and found a tall, feminine and handsome man standing beside the bed. This man she recognized was Richard Gray, the Grays son. The Grays and the Smiths are life friends. Richard Gray has great accomplishments in medicine. After his studies, he became the Smiths' personal doctor. He and James Smith are also good friends and brothers. She played with Richard Gray when she was younger, but like James Smith, Richard Gray didn't like her either.

She continues massaging her scalp and tries to walk away but is stopped halfway by and all too familiar voice. “Do you apologize to everyone?”. A deep husky voice spoke to her snapping her out of her thoughts. She raised her head immediately and her eyes met with his ocean blue eyes, Grace is taken aback by the unexpected meeting, as her lips hadn’t forgotten its past dilemma a while ago. “No i don’t”. She answered back, a stare off still ongoing between the two of them. “That’s good, But why is a beauty like you crying?”. Mr Black took a step forward, while Grace took a step backwards unconsciously.