Flying Blue Silver Novels & Stories

She belongs to us. Elara stood on the front steps, dressed in pale blue. The gown was simple, elegant, pressed within an inch of its life. She had spent the morning being combed, powdered, scented, and rehearsed like a product being inspected before shipping. There was nothing personal left on her—not the hairpins she liked, not the bracelet she used to wear when she was alone. She had left her childhood room with a single suitcase. The rest would be sent ahead. It was better this way. Cleaner.

Alex demanded, half-laughing, half-crying as Blue dragged him through the crowd. Blue glanced back, his gray eyes blazing with promise. “Home. Where you belong.” And as the sliding doors of the airport closed behind them, Blue knew one thing for certain—he wasn’t letting go. Not now. Not ever.

Adir place the hair on Castus palm " You're my friend and that's hard to be" "You're saying all of this because you don't know what happened,the Dotedrins killed a lot of witches back then,they thought they'd the supreme power over everything"Castus exhale tired of repeating himself"The hair is blue" "Blue?are you sure it's blue?" " Yes, it's color..."Castus pause. "Your dream" "The girl hair is also blue now don't tell me this is a coincidence" " It is but you didn't even see the girl face because it's blurry"Castus utter " I know it's rare for someone to have a natural blue hair but..."

Severin reduced the flying sword's size with his mental energy and stored it back in his spatial ring. "We can enjoy the nearby sights while we're flying," Severin suggested. After approximately ten minutes after they began their gradual flight, they spotted several structures on the mountains ahead. All of a sudden, a dozen patrolling disciples from the Skyblue Sect approached them and blocked their path. One of them drew a sword and held it firmly. He addressed them sternly, "Who are you? This is the Skyblue Sect's headquarters. Please use another route for your journey."

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,

Dante inquired as he disengaged from Ann and stretched his hands forth to Silver, expecting a handshake. "Si...SI...SI... Silver". Silver stuttered before she took his hands and her stomach fluttered immediately she felt the warmness of his palms envelope her's. "You two came here together?". Dante asked. Silver nodded as she couldn't remember words to give as a response. Dante smiled and she felt a heat spread through her body. His icy blue eyes never left hers which made Silver blush uncontrollably while she stole a glance at him. You both wanna leave right now or???". Dante asked and before Ann could respond, Silver chimed in.

"The Southern Council is meeting tonight to celebrate the activation of the Solstice mirrors. If we’re going to crash a party, we might as well make an entrance." "Brace yourselves!" Killian roared. He didn't slow down. Instead, he dumped the remaining fuel into the rear thrusters. The Silver-Hawk didn't just fly; it became a kinetic missile. We weren't landing; we were falling with style. The glass dome rushed up to meet us. For a split second, I saw the faces of the High-Lycans below—men and women dressed in shimmering silks, holding crystal flutes of champagne, their eyes widening in horror as the sky began to fall.

"The Goddess has plans tonight. I've felt it all day, a stirring in the ancient magic that binds our kind." Joanna rises gracefully, her silver-streaked hair gleaming in the soft light. "You think it concerns the Beta Heir?" "I know it does." Frederick turns from the mirror, his weathered face solemn. "Theodore's daughter is more than she appears. More than any of them realise." Outside, twilight descends on the Kirkwood lands, bathing the ceremonial grounds in violet shadows. Pack members gather in growing numbers, their excited murmurs creating a steady hum of anticipation. They form small clusters, heads bent together in speculation about the night ahead.

Drake dares to assert that all the information that the silver butterfly gives him is true; It's just that the information is so weird that Drake needs a certain amount of time to digest it. The butterfly fluttered its delicate wings around Drake's body as it slowly raised its wings into the air and began to soar. The silver butterfly can completely feel the emotions that are stirring in its owner's heart because it is a loyal bodyguard for its owner and because it contains the noble blood of its owner.

He stood on top of the largest building of the city, he watched as he saw lots of blood being split on the floor. "You will pay for what you did!" Silver shouted as he change his form into that of a psychic vampire. He had a silvery-white hair, and a pair of blue wings that can be extracted and concealed within him. He was wearing a blue robe and by his right hand, he held a sword. The Dragon Sword. He went through the gate of the city and slayed those standing by the gate. "Come on out you scumbags, You have just tampered with another person's property and you shall all be punished by me!!"