Blueberry X Red Novels & Stories

"I don't want the grape vines to die." I pitied these vines, which seemed worthless to outsiders. I pitied myself too, who seemed worthless to outsiders. At midnight, Kash sent me home. I stood in the yard for a long time. There were many flowers planted here, almost all of which Jeffrey liked. I picked these flowers in turn and packed them. The tulip was planted after Jeffrey saw the wonderful colors it had. The Daisy, representing purity and love, was brought back by Jeffrey after watching a ballet performance. The Sunflower, with its vitality, was given by Jeffrey when he went to the amusement park.

The room entered another period of silence as we got to work thinking of names to call the plants. “Hey, what did they look like?” Sarah asked. “Oh, they were absolutely gorgeous.” I babbled, “Their flowers had gradient colors on them. The less deadly one had a gradient of red-orange, the red at the tip of the flowers spreading down and blending into orange. While the more deadly one still had the purple color of aconite but with a blue gradient.” “Wow, that does sound gorgeous.” She said, “How about ‘Blue’ for the blue purple plant and then ‘Red’ for the red orange one?”

It was a peculiar sight to see three glass vials with three different liquids inside. The middle one was red and two external ones were green and blue. They looked so cheerful like the paints used by children to make a nice picture. But in reality, each of them was an ingredient of a mixture capable of changing people beyond recognition. The trick with those elements was that, separately, each of them had a different property. “The green one could erase your short-distant memory, the blue deprives you of any love for anyone and anything - it can make your life utterly unbearable to live. The red one in turn provokes hatred towards someone whose body touched you first after drinking it.”

“Hey, stranger. How's the world of blueprints treating you?” Charlotte’s face lit up as she turned to see Elijah, her best friend, standing there with his trademark grin. Elijah, tall, with dark hair and striking green eyes, he had an easygoing charm that drew people in. With his signature easygoing grin, Elijah had always been her rock, the one person who could make her laugh even on her worst days. They’d been through everything together, and his presence always managed to bring out the best in her, no matter how stressful her day was. .

I dragged out the word in a warning tone. Aaron glanced his way; Dad met his gaze and they both smirked. I flicked my eyes back to the monitor, trying to remember what it was that I had forgotten. My train of thought had been disrupted, and now I had to think long and hard about the email that I was attempting to write. Then, like a smack on the head, I remembered. Ruby had wanted a snowflake-themed wedding, and she had searched all over the internet for an Ice queen tiara. I begged her to let me partake in some of the arrangements. As much as our mothers were handling things, I wanted to add my personal touch to the design. Silver was harmful to werewolves. That was why I had a replica of t

He abruptly lets go of me and because I wasn't expecting it, I fall onto hard ground. I ignore the pain because it's nothing compared to the anguish on Santiago's face. Wow, he's really hurt and it's not just the asshole who sleeps with his mom who did this, but it's also me. I guess if I was color I would be red and not just any red but firery red, the kind that burns everything it touches.

I’m in a blue hip hugging party dress with a blue Mardi Graw mask. * *CELL* * “You cheated; you will be punished. The next clue will be tricky!” I warn. * *CELL ** “You look gorgeous. I want to be inside you right now.” Brady demands. * *CELL* * ”Good luck with the next clue. Love you bye!” I reply and I leave the envelope and disappear again. “Whoa dude, what's this clue?” Wesley asks. “Red is Toxic, Blue is Bayou, Pink ladies go here.” Brady reads.

I was more than grateful that he was the one explaining the phenomenon to me. He pulled his hand back from my hair and reached for something on coffee table. I frowned looking at what he was reaching for. He grabbed his phone and turned it on. “Now, if you add red into yellow, it gives you orange and you can see between red and yellow in rainbow, it’s-” I interrupted again. “Orange.” He hummed and showed me the different shade of the three colors on his phone. “Yellow and Blue mixture gives you green, just as blue and violet gives you indigo. It’s all how the light affects them.” He said showing me the colors. I nodded, understanding and swiping to see the different shades of different color

“I felt— through the bond, I felt something—” He stops abruptly, his eyes widening as he takes in whatever he's seeing. “Kai. Your eyes. They're—” “Red,” Summer finishes. “They've been glowing red for the past ten minutes.” “Not just ref.” Zane's voice carries something like reverence. “Blue too. Red and blue mixed together. I've never seen anything like it.” “What does that mean?” I ask, though I'm not sure I want to know the answer. Zane and Summer exchange a look. Some unspoken communication passing between them.

Ayla asked with curiosity. "That's impossible, Ayla. If the red string is broken, their connection will break as well. Lucien shouldn't feel his connection with Ysobella, the same thing goes with Ysobella," said Nana. "But how did Lucien know that Ysobella is his mate?" asked Mama Melly. "Perhaps because their connection is stronger than we thought; along the way, both of them developed mutual feelings for each other; if the two of them acknowledged their feelings for each other, their string will eventually reconnect," Ayla explained.