Dust X Blueberry Lemon Novels & Stories

She truly hadn't expected that a passing comment she made once would be remembered so carefully by Zander—let alone that he would go through the trouble of replicating it for her. Elena glanced at the cooler and realized it wasn't just cherry wine. There was the pale gold shimmer of peach wine, crystal-clear lychee wine, a deep and mysterious blueberry, and a tangy passionfruit... it was a veritable treasure trove of fruit wines. "Liana, I sampled them for you before I came. The blueberry one is also quite good; you should try that one too." Zander sat across from her, his gaze lingering on her face with a trace of longing.

Not bothered by any of it, Liam darts off toward the ice cream booth. "Watch for cars!" Bennett yells, but the parking lot is empty. "And what do you plan to order?" "Me? There's no question about it. I always order blueberry." Bennett laughs once, twisting his head in my direction, his eyes sparkling in the midday sun. "Blueberry? Two Scoops has over fifty flavors and you've only tried blueberry?" I shrug. "Why mess with perfection?"

I knew she was here. It was now beyond her scent. I could feel it. I could taste it on my lips. Mine. I crushed the thought before it could fully form. Annie sat across the room with Balor, in the obvious and noticeable part of the pub. But that wasn’t Annie. She hated being the center of attention. There was no way on earth Balor could know that. She was in a blue dress – the one I’d gotten for her on her last birthday. It slipped off one shoulder, her ginger curls falling down her back and framing her face. She looked like a wild flower. The only problem was that I didn’t think she knew that. Annie looked too young to be here, too beautiful to be let out.

Then the blonde mouthed something to him which he didn’t understand. ‘May? Bay? What the hell is he… Oh!’ Jai almost gasped. He finally understood what Darrion was trying to get at, and he immediately signaled back with ‘You?’. Darrion glanced at Galum again before he nodded. That prompted Jai to nod also, and the two had a deal. “—so we can change Burberry to Cisberry extract mixed with honey and some red shrooms…” Sir Yang wondered and calculated. “Didn’t Madam Rue ordered Cisberry extract? Is that the same?” Galum asked Darrion.

I said as I sat in front of the vanity. Linda and Amber got to work on my hair, setting long curls pinned up with a beautiful blue hair comb. It had sapphires and platinum gold roses along the edge. Amber put a light foundation on and gave my eyes a slight smoky effect. She finished my makeup with pale pink lipstick. “There we are, perfect.” Amber said before going to the closet to get the dress. It was a powder blue silk dress. It was floor length with a slit up the right leg to the midthigh. I got up and walked towards it.

But stood silently with a forced smile as she ought to. Tearing her eyes from the stranger that seemed to serve no purpose other than to remind her of all she couldn’t have, she extended a hand to the next approaching suitor. “This is my daughter, Blue.” She needn’t the abrasion of her mother’s harsh American accent to stiffen her posture. As the sequins of her amber camisole gouged at the inside of her elbow and the taut waistband of her jeans forced her to suck in her stomach, Blue could imagine she looked like as much of a plastic doll as she felt.

"And that blend? It’s lavender for the nerves, vetiver for the wolf, and a pinch of bergamot to keep the senses sharp. I’m glad it helped her." Sebastian’s thumb froze mid-scroll on his tablet. For once, his "King of the Ice" mask slipped. He clearly wasn’t prepared for me to ignore him and chat casually with his Beta. "Seriously?" Theo grinned. "She’s been calling it her ‘Moonlight Dust’!" I pulled up a note on my phone. "Here’s the blend. Willow Brook Lane has a shop called Noir Essence. They’ll mix it fresh for her." Theo beamed, thanking me profusely.

It only gave effects that were immediate or too important to ignore. David pulled out a blue fruit. It could be likened to a large blueberry except that its skin was a bit rough, similar to an orange. David throws it to Elizabeth who easily catches it. ~I call that a ____.~ “A what?” ~Blue & Orange. Combine the two words.~ “A… a bluerange?” David nods. “Pfft…” Elizabeth covers her mouth to prevent her from laughing. “Really? That’s your best name??” David raises his eyebrow.

“And yet people still ask for the recipe. Face it, Lian — your wedding needs my taste. At least for the dessert table.” Aurelian rubbed his temple, but the corner of his mouth twitched. “We are not turning our wedding into a dessert competition.” Mercy smiled softly and placed her hand on his knee under the table. The small touch calmed him instantly. She turned to the assistant who had stayed behind to take notes. “Can we try the lemon blueberry next? And maybe the chocolate hazelnut?” The assistant nodded and passed the samples around. The children, who had been playing quietly with the toys they had brought, suddenly perked up and crowded the table, eyes wide with anticipation.

Juicy put her hand on her hips and tapped her foot in annoyance, staring at everyone in the room until they averted their eyes. She continued, despite the fact that she had no one to focus her anger on. "And first of all; those are not from a box or from the corner store. Those are fresh made. Second; fresh blueberries cost good money when people gotta be pigs about things!" Juicy put her hands back into the woman's hair. She pulled the comb through tensely. "So, if you all get hungry then you need to just pack a damn lunch, shit." She mumbled.