Blue Zone Book Novels & Stories

"Be careful. Don't cut the cover." "I have surgical precision." Cale slit the tape. He opened the flaps. The smell of fresh ink and paper wafted out. "Olfactory input," Cale noted. "Chemicals. Glue." "It smells like a book." Cale reached in. He pulled out a hardcover. It was blue. Navy blue. With gold lettering. THE BLUE DOOR A Memoir By Elion Marrow Cale stared at it. He ran his hand over the embossed letters.

He added. “Oh…” Blue muttered, clearly not understanding what Hail meant. He has never left the forest, so he doesn’t know what these humans have, except for some trinkets that his playmates, the animals, bring him sometimes which the animals picked up from the hunters. As for a book, he never saw it. “You don’t know about this… then, I will bring you some tomorrow!” Hail told him, feeling very excited. “Oh… thank you.” Blue nodded.

Its red horns touched the locks. Dinh. Yet the door swung open, and Hana cheered softly, "You're great, Zeci." Zeci huffed at Hana's compliment. Ever since Hana had cultivated Blue Heart, it felt itself being forgotten by Hana, and it was worried that one day Hana would no longer feel useful and throw it aside. That's like killing it. Hana gently crept through the doorway and entered; in the middle of the room, a red circle protected a book. It was suspended in mid-air, and around it were candles that burned endlessly. Hana reached out and grabbed the book when potent energy pushed Hana backward. Her back was pressed against the wall and fell to the floor.

I’m going to start with this. They ushered me into a large assembly room where a huge screen dominates the front. I sat at the head of the table, while the rest took the seat on my left and right. I watched as images and graphs flashes across it—reports of werewolves turning blue and even being decapitated. I immediately recognized the familiar blue sickness described in that ancient book. It’s the same thing. I can't be wrong. The book mentioned blue spots on their neck area, and they all have that. It’s an indication that their lifespans have been drained out of them, which caused their deaths.

Beatrice nodded, yawning as she stood up with the book she held. It was not so important as she had guessed. It was a book map to show places where different flowers could be found. Why would anyone go around to look for flowers? She flipped the other place and her eyes settled on the dark but that covered the whole page. "Hmm.. fascinating." She mumbled. Flipping the other page to read what it was used for, her eyes widened to see it in full. The Dark Blue over the years has been used to clear out as many vampires as there are if one could behold the book...Nations would fall and the...

“What do you call this one?” Blue smiled softly. “Home.” And with Elijah by his side, he knew that was exactly what he had found. --- THE END

I grabbed a few and tucked them under my arm, climbing with my free hand. When I reached the highest shelf, I pulled out a thick book with a green cloth cover. The title was embossed in gold: “Medicinal Flora and Fauna of the Northern Territories”. Perfect. “This one looks good,” I called down to Nora. She grinned up at me. “Can you get that blue one too? Next to it?” Nodding, I reached for the blue book she indicated, stretching up on my tiptoes. My fingers brushed the spine but it was a little far. I had to lean to the side to reach it, my tongue poking out in concentration.

Hi readers This is my book blue blood and be sure to know what I write and what you'll all be reading is all in my imagination,it's all a fictionalized. All scenes,sword fighting skills,Powers and all are all work of my imagination if this reminds you of a scene before or a true life story it's all a coincidence. Thanks... ____________________________ In a small hut a woman groan in pain, rubbing her big tummy, she stretch her legs apart, moaning, tears and sweat mixed together on her face, her hairs pull apart but still her beautiful moonlight face shone.

She quickly dried her tears with tissue paper after arriving at their mansion. --- Eloisa POV "Follow her!", I quickly called Brian and his friends to do a task for me. I had a bad feeling about this woman Greta Stone. I know she's hiding a very great secret. " Find out where she came from? Everything about her, I need to know, understand!", I added before I turned off my phone.

Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. @Starlet Xross. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or distributed without written permission from the author. CHAPTER ONE : Dawn's Ruin He woke to the muted buzz of his phone on the marble nightstand, winter light slipping thin and pale through the heavy drapes of the Carlyle suite. Upper East Side. New York. The room carried the faint scent of expensive cologne, sex, and the copper tang already gathering at the back of his throat. His fangs ached with a familiar hunger of both kinds.