Blueycapsules Comic Novels & Stories

Priest Elara explained. “We do not want you losing all your energy on unnecessary violent activities before you face our enemy, the beast who has dared to insult our pack,” Blue declared. I hesitated, still not wanting to drink from the strange drink. “I get it, but this… it is so bitter and smells weird.” “I know,” Blue said softly, “but trust me, it's for your good and the good of the pack,” I sighed heavily and replied, “Fine but I will only take a little sip,”

His expression said he hoped they would die early so he didn’t have to babysit weaklings. He raised a hand and tore open a portal, a violent silver-blue light shredding the air. Lycans didn’t do neat magic, everything they touched looked like it wanted to kill you. Blue chirped beside me, nudging my arm with her increasingly giant head. She was almost my height now, adorable and terrifying. The only being in my life who wasn’t a hormonal disaster. “You got a secret escape place right?” I murmured hoping she would give me a better answer this time but she chirped once and then curled up on my feet and fell asleep.

After quite a few moves Nezeira, along with a witty fighting tactic managed to slice off the beasts head. Yihan, stood like a statue, his heart thumped against his chest at a dangerous speed. His eyes were glued to this woman, or vampire. He thought to himself, “So it was you. I saw you back then. But, the eyes? How are they blue? ……….who are you?” Security men poured in swiftly and surrounded Nezeira. She sheathed away her sword, went up to the in-charge and showed the royal i-card. Then she spoke,

She blinks and looks at him, “You think so?” He gestures to his own eyes, “Oh.” She looks sad, “Oh, Hon. No. I just mean the blue.” She blinks again and looks up at him confused. He smirks, “They are such a striking blue and I’ve only ever seen the like on Bone-Witches, admittedly they weren’t as nice as you, but that’s beside the point, Hon.” Seb stirs the bags in the large pot, trying to make sure they’re all evenly cooked.

Marian had spun on her heel, they had reached the borderland between the infants and tweens clothing, a tauntingly wide aisle. “But not yet?” “Blue…” “He’s not as awful as you think,” “You may have been too young to remember how serious his arrest was, but I wasn’t.” Blue turned on her heel, leaving her mother standing on the cusp of childhood purgatory. She returned to the male infant clothing. “Blue…” “I’m not mad,” She glanced to her mother, retrieving the same train sweater in a powder yellow. She quite liked the red and dandelion together. Wished she could find one in her size. Snorted quietly at the thought. “I get it.”

It seemed like their purpose was far more important than simply demanding a ransom. “So, what do you want with me? You don’t seem to need money.” “That’s right. I need to test something on you.” Suddenly, the man pulled something out of his pants pocket. It was a small, black velvet box. At first glance, it looked like a jewelry box. However, when he opened it, he found a small glass bottle containing several white capsules with light blue stripes inside the velvet box. The man took the bottle and showed it to Aslan. Seeing the capsules made Aslan's instincts worsen.

Running his fingers along the spines of the comic books, he smiled again, this time a little more genuinely. He picked one up—“Blue Heart: A Love Beyond Borders”—and sat back on the bed. But as he opened the first page, the words blurred. Not because of the print, but because his eyes were watery....

“Still don’t get it.” Scott pulled two crumpled plastic bags from his pocket. “Look. These’ll hold about a hundred cans an bottles each. If we fill em up, we can get close to ten bucks. We’ll split it, five bucks each.” Scott winked. “I was over at Brooks Pharmacy yesterday. Guess what they just got?” Jesse smiled hopefully. “New comics?” “You bet. Secret Defenders, The Hulk . . . an Dr. Strange.” “Cool.” Jesse paused. “Wait. You don’t read comics. What’re you gonna buy with your split?”

I part my lips in preparation of making an excuse to escape, but Blue gets up and heads to the back room without another word. ​I stand there aimlessly, not sure whether to stay or leave. Not sure if this was his invitation to escape the awkward atmosphere without any further words or if he'd simply remembered something important. I look down at Sassy for answers, but she was on her back, belly up in demand of a rub. ​"Here," Blue says, stumbling through the doorway with a packet in his hands. ​He dumps similar packets on the table before tearing open the last one in his hands. Small, colorful little... things scattered all over the table, too small for me to make out from here. Blue grabs o

Blue light, her mother’s soul, poured from the wires like a hurricane. "What are you doing?" Suit-Gabe shouted, tumbling out of his chair. "You’ll crash the whole system! You’ll delete everyone!" "I’m not deleting them," June said. Her eyes blazed with blue fire. "I’m waking them up!" The office walls started to melt. Out in the factory, thousands of Junes and Dantes trembled. Their blank eyes filled with color. Lines of units broke their chains. "June, the factory’s collapsing!" Dante grabbed her as the ceiling cracked overhead.