Blue Smith Novels & Stories

“Fine. But only because I don’t want to be fussed at when I get back.” He stopped and looked at me and nodded toward the stairs. “Best listen. Uma and Blue are the worst.” I followed him towards the stairs. “Who is Blue?” “The house manager of the Blood Moon Estate,” he smiled softly. “She’s somewhere in between a doting aunt and a worrying older sister to me.” I laughed. “It sounds like she cares about you a lot.” He nodded and stopped outside one the doors and nodded inside. “I’ll see you late.”

He exclaimed to the others. "Great show you got there." Said Agent Ariel standing beside him. Ariel has her hair braided, her arms have a wing tattoo as she popped a gum in her mouth. "Damn woman, that's why I like you." Amusement was on Agent Blue's face as he casually walked towards me and slung his hand on my shoulder. I glared and forcefully removed it, he grimaced in pain. "Easy woman, I'll die because of you before I get another mission." He has dyed blue hair, blue clothes, even he mentioned one time that his underwear is also blue! I always cringe at his style but he says that he wanted to stand out from everyone. Pretty dangerous for a spy where we have to blend in the crowd right?

Her safety and well being are very important to me. I carried the weight of this tragic tale for years, protecting the secret of Blue's true lineage as Mabel and Winter's daughter. Blue grew up in a loving environment, completely unaware of her heritage. Blue's childhood could have been remarkably ordinary had it not been for the tragedy of her father's passing. His loss left her emotionally scarred, transforming her into a solemn young woman who rarely smiled until she crossed paths with Troy. Seeing her regain her happiness was a source of joy, but I could not help but feel a sense of worry for her. It was obvious that she had begun to search for information about her past, a path that had

I gritted my teeth, holding my patience. I wished to see her, and I had been dreaming of her in my arms every night, but I would die first before I admit to Liam that I missed her. “I’m bringing the phone to mommy,” Blue snatched the phone, ignoring Sapphire as she cried. Blue ran near the swimming pool and focused the camera on her… them. My jaw dropped, not expecting to see her sitting on the edge of the pool lounge chair while her hands were on the back of my sister. She was indeed busy, massaging Ariana’s back, while my sister moaned in pleasure, feeling relaxed and delighted.

Hem tapped his shoulders and smiled escaping from a deep conversation. “You may have gotten that one right” Elijah nodded realizing the situation he was in, he loved weak and spoilt girls who couldn’t fight for themselves and Blue was much different from those traits. She was fierce and bold. *** The next morning Blue visited Sonia’s home and apparently only Cane was around. “Blue” he exclaimed happy to see her. “This is a serious matter Cane, may I be offered a seat?” She requested rudely walking in. He pulled a seat for her while he stood leaning on the wall gazing at her,

As soon as I got to the split in the path, my attention was instantly pulled towards my destined mate and at the same time, my heart broke. He was handsome, that was absolutely certain. He stood about six-foot-something, was athletic in build but not overly muscular and had dyed blue hair, which he had grown out past his shoulders. His stubble, however, was rather blond, which hinted at the true colour of his hair. Two beautiful blue eyes had flecks of green within them, which melted my heart. Yet his expression was one of knowing what I was, and he was not happy to see me at all.

"What do you want to know, Bloom?" I shrugged lightly. "Favourite colour—and movie?" Zac's eyes squinted as he chuckled. He hummed for a moment. "Blue and Pulp Fiction." I nodded slowly. "Why blue?" His head cocked to the side as he looked out ahead at the world sprawled out in front of us. "It reminds me of the ocean." I bit on my bottom lip to stop my smile from stretching miles. I would have never seen it coming—Zac Miller being soft and sentimental. It was endearing.

I said. Blue shot up and turned his body around to stare over the couch. “Don’t tease me.” “If you’d like, I can take you there.” Instantly, Sam popped into my head. Samantha Pruitt had an uncanny ability to sniff out dangerous people. She’d managed to sniff out Cyrus and Tippy, so maybe she’d be able to do the same with the Steel Lycans. Blue rubbed his hands together and jumped to his feet. “Well, what are we waiting for? I don’t know about the two of you, but I’m ready to go.”

Zayn nodded silently, not offering much in response. The meeting tonight wasn’t one he was looking forward to. Mr. Blue had asked for it. A man known in the underworld for being ruthless, unpredictable, and oddly quiet. Some said he had no soul left. Others said he sold it for power, some even said he was a replica of Zayn. Whatever the truth was, Zayn didn’t like the man, and he isn't also afraid of him and definitely didn’t trust him. Mr. Blue claimed to have information about the traitor within the Obsidian Summit. That alone had made Zayn accept the meeting. But everything about it felt off. it's was too sudden and convenient. And the fact that Mr. Blue was Mikhail’s cousin made it worse

Blue said, gesturing in the air the size he imagined would fit Katleya. The saleslady chuckled. “How old is your girlfriend, Sir?” Blue smiled. “She’s not my girlfriend. Just a friend. She’s twenty.” “Don’t worry, you’ll get there eventually. What color does she want?” “Red.” The saleslady grabbed a pair that matched the size Blue indicated. “Like this?” she asked. She held it up, but Blue wasn’t convinced. He shook his head. “Her butt is big.” The saleslady laughed. “Just a friend, huh? You sure know her well.” She grabbed another pair. “This one’s better for her.”