Bluey Writing Novels & Stories

Aimee POV I could feel the earth between my toes, the trees nearby, and every animal in the vicinity. I took a deep breath smelling everything nature had to offer. My senses intensified as I concentrated on my surroundings. I slowly opened my eyes to see the faces of my dear ones. I was a magnificent blue wolf and I also gave off a magical blue glow. “Oh my god! Aimee your wolf is gorgeous!” my mother exclaimed. I could see the look of admiration reflecting in their eyes. I quickly preened and then sat majestically wagging my tail patiently waiting to see their wolves.

hoping to see my mother for some last-minute counsel. Rather, my childhood friend Clara crept in. Her face was pallid, and something that made my stomach turn had taken the place of her normally happy look. "Ivy," she wrung her hands and whispered. "There are rumors... whispers among the pack..." "What rumors?" My voice was sharper than I meant when I asked. Unease pricked at the back of my neck. Clara refused to look at me. "They claim that there is another person. Another blue-haired girl who says—"

I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, letting the air fill my lungs while I assessed my body and heart. It was only the morning of my birthday, and I knew my gifts wouldn’t manifest until tonight under the bright moon. The fact that it was a Blue moon made my insides tingle. Blue moons in and of themselves were rare. Mix it with the Cold full moon of December, which was always special to witches, made this an extraordinary night. Or, so I hoped. The Cold Moon marked the earth’s slumber and going inward for transformation. I knew my birthday falling on this day meant something significant. Despite the nightmare I had just woke up from, I smiled and ran downstairs after getting dressed. I grabb

“Items always seem to find their owner after they have overcome or fixed what they are suffering from. It’s part of the magic here at the Blue Moon.” Greta nodded as she scribbled her notes.

Gael laughed, "You better start getting used to it now that you're getting stuck with me. " Blue's heart skipped so hard when he said that; her lashes blinked multiple times, and she quickly looked away. " Who said I'm stuck with you?", she said looking away, " Ain't you going to tell me your dream?", he diverted. Blue groaned, "It's like you'd never stopped asking", " No", " Painting", " Painting?", " Yeah, I love drawing and painting", " Woah!, that's so cool", " I know right ", she said with a bitter smile,

"Where is Agnes?" "Agnes made dinner already, but you weren't expected, so it was all finished," Bluey explained. "I came down to make my herbs and package them for sales and delivery, but I figured you must be hungry, so I just decided to fix something quick for the both of us." "That's so nice of you," I muttered, surprised by the unsolicited hospitality. Bluey grinned. "It's not a stress. I love cooking." “So, you make herbal deliveries?” I inquired.

the abbot coaxes I blink slowly, and upon closer inspection, I notice the rock is a slivery blue not white as I initially thought When my attention returns to the abbot, I realize he’s still talking, “-And a child is born, when the moon is full and blue, the goddess will descend and bless.” When the power of the moon is at its peak. The blue moon, he mentioned that before, when he was going on about their study on how silver ones came to be, at that time, I imagined he was speaking figuratively when he said, the birth of a silver one is as rare as the sight of a blue moon in the sky, but what if it is not? I want to laugh but I bite my tongue, because I get the feeling if I were to start, I

He is now a part of our family . Aurora. That boy must be Andrew. There is a gap between the next entry .and it is all about Alex and Drew . Alex and Andrew both have turned into a vampire. Jasper and Alex are dating and Charlie opened a hospital. I frantically, turn the next pages for next entry but the pages are blank. No, there has to be more. Why would she stop writing so abruptly? I keep the journal back in the box and find a crumbled letter in it.

Bluey yelled happily as she spotted me and the other followed. I am holding her in a hug while also holding Thompson, who is carrying Kai. I kissed them all on the cheeks before I crunched down, and they followed me. “What are you making?” I can see the drawing in the book and ask. Bluey frowned as she looked down at the book before handing it to me. What I saw almost broke my heart. “Mummy has left us again, right Dad?” She asked, looking into the perfect picture she had created. The one that has her mother, her brother, and I, and then she and little Kai.