Bluebird Antiques Novels & Stories

"Relax, Dad. No one can take away anything that our family is interested in. Do they even have the ability to fight against us? "And don't worry about Wendy. Once this illness thing is settled, I guarantee I'll win her over within a month." Soon, the auction began. Item after item was displayed on stage, and the bidding was tense. Felix watched without bidding on anything. He had to admit that Sunrise Bids was quite capable—it had managed to get its hands on rare, odd, yet precious items. "Next up is our sixth item—Bluesand. It's a rare herb used in traditional medicine, and I don't think I'll need to introduce its uses. Anyone in the know would already be aware of its worth.

Cilyna thought before throwing the vampire she had been tussling with into a witch running towards her. "Blue Moon shifters! I've heard of them but I thought they were only myth." Jake, Ciaran's beta, spoke up through the link. "They rank with the hybrid. All eradicated before given the chance for life." Ciaran said. Two howls broke through the air, loud and clear. Somehow Cilyna knew it was her children. With their howls, all the vampires in the area feel to the ground curling in on themselves before turning to ash were the lay. Cilyna could see that Ciaran's huge white wolf was struggling to stay standing, whimpering and pawing at his ears. As the silence enveloped then again, Cilyna looke

“What’s in it? Come on, give me a hint, just one!” “Patience, Manolya!” His eyes twinkled, promising secrets as he tapped the wheel, rain drumming outside. “Good things come to those who wait. Trust me on this.” We pulled up to his shop with a sharp whoosh, tires crunching on the wet gravel lot, rain pelting the roof. “Eren Antiques” swayed above the door, the blue, black and white Nazar boncuğu (Evil eye charm) glinting through the downpour.

"I really don't get it. How can two plain cups be worth this much? They cost more than the three antiques I bought combined. I honestly don't understand." "I used to call you stupid, but that doesn't seem correct." Joshua narrowed his eyes and shot him a disdainful glance before adding, "Turns out you're not just stupid. You're blind too." Blake pressed his lips together. "I don't deal in this stuff. Of course, I ask if I don't understand. Look at you, getting all worked up again!" "A rare blue, the kind you only see once the storm has passed. Timeless." Jessica's voice drifted into Joshua's ear. "Those cups are truly unique. Mrs. Stroud Senior really has discerning taste and refinement."

His strong arms yank me into a hug and I reciprocate it, slinging my arms around him too. “Now, enough of this lovey stuff. Check out this new store that the villagers had the idea of creating.” He said as he pulled back, his finger pointed out a completely neatural colored store with a royal blue door frame and flag. My eyebrows furrowed as we walked up to it and opened the door. I felt Rhyland directly behind me as we stepped into the shop and I felt my eyes almost pop out of my skull. Everything from books to stones and journals.. all about BlueBloods. Stones with riveting blue tones sparkled as they hung on a post, and were made into necklaces.

The enormous windows that stretched floor to ceiling on the east side of the building were draped with a delicate silvery mesh, reflecting the light from the cast iron chandelier that hung low in the centre of the room. And Irina was not finished. "Don't you get mud on my floor!" Clutching her clipboard, Sapphira watched as Irina pointed at Beta Declan's filthy boots. "Sorry, Irina." He grinned sheepishly and kissed the top of the tiny woman's head while she batted him away.

Observing every loop and holes to get the real intent behind her question. "Hmmm... Wonderful...!!!" He said. "Do you mean... that... it's going to be just the last time we're going to be together...?" Somira asked, looking so downcasted. Attending to them, a bar attendant came over to meet them with his oval-shaped tray, and on it were the glasses of drinks which the couple seated behind them ordered for. This time, it was a male personnel. He was looking so handsome and dashing in his sky blue coloured shirt, and a pair of black trousers... well tucked in... with his designers' belt neatly placed in packaging. His hair was obviously black, with a little at one end, tinted in yellowish gold

“Don’t worry about me. You have an army to take care of. I can take care of myself.” “Sure, sure. Oh by the way, tell Bilgrae to get the demihuman squad ready. He knows what to do next.” “Okay, sure.” “Great thanks. Now if you’ll excuse me.” Bronto walked past Crymillia as she gave way to him. “It seems like he’s the one that needs a rest.” . . . We’ve reached the end of BLAIR Volume 2: The Great Sandcastle! I hope that you all have been enjoying the story so far and many more volumes, not to mention chapters coming in the future. I do apologise for the unstable updates and I’ll try to improve, which I always try to do.

Waine jabbed his foot at Zayn’s before turning to Blaze, “Mr. Hunt, please don’t be angered by his puerile actions. You mentioned that it was a ‘priceless antique?” “Oh, yes. Yes, indeed,” Blaze said as he brought himself back into their previous conversation. “Ahem, Mr. Carter? This is truly a Magpie’s Treasure Nest! Look at the material it’s carved from, the colors, the unbelievably pristine condition—its value on the market would be incredible! Mr. Carter, I wonder if you would consider parting with this treasure and selling it to me?” Waine inhaled sharply. His heart—previously cold with despair—had warmed again!