Indigo Blue Book Novels & Stories

I thought that Indigo’s library would just be like a study room full of books, but it turns out that I was mistaken. Indigo’s private library is massive that has a mezzanine floor and a basement. The ground floor are the study area completely with long wooden desk and chairs, while the mezzanine is where they keep undiscovered research and catalogs of every list of creatures that you can think of. As for the basement, well, Ajax is being quiet about it. Ajax showed portfolios and records of the information that they have gathered so far about the abnormal lycans. He informed me that these are the summaries to books and other studies that involved the abnormal lycans.

The first thing I noticed about Blue’s room was how empty it felt. Not messy. Not abandoned. Just… quiet. Like he didn’t want to leave a mark in case he had to disappear again. There were no posters on the walls, just some thumbtack holes where they used to be. A stack of books sat under the window, most with folded pages and cracked spines. His bed was made — too perfectly — the way people make things when they don’t trust they’ll stay in one place for long.

Timothy Rodriguez’s POV I have been held responsible to overlook the wealth that has been bestowed to me by Isabella, my wife. I was in the building as I was being greeted by the managers and directors for every floor of the 20 floors of Rodriguez Industrial Inc. I was smiling over them as I was overlooking the deals and thanks to my background in Economics, I can pretty safe to say that this company will be in good hands of myself and Isabella. Well, I don’t know if it will apply since I saw her in a compromising position one day.

I was hiding in the car trunk of my boyfriend, Chase McGregor, while grabbing my pregnancy report in one hand. In the other hand, I held a limited-edition watch I had specifically prepared for him. I wanted to surprise him with my pregnancy. "Chase, you wouldn't actually marry Daphne, would you? "What can she offer you? Love? Loyalty? These are worth nothing in our world. "Lucille Gervais wants to marry you. Her family is in charge of the entire North Sea. Once you marry her, you'll gain control of all the shipping routes, cargo operations, and drug trade on the North Sea.

I paced around nervously while she just laughed at me. "Calm down missy." "Calm down?, I'm meeting his mom, his freaking mother Naomi, how the hell can I be calm?" Henry had called me earlier and told me to get ready, he said he'll be at my place in half an hour and we would be going to his mother's place. "You look awesome babe." "You think so?"I accessed myself in the mirror for the third time. Naomi had chosen a blue dress that was flair from the waist down because of my stomach. It stopped just at my knees and had silver decorations all over it.

"My mother's side of the family disowned me when I dropped law school and refused to enter their company." Clara blinked. "So they cut you off." Bella nodded. "But my uncle Thomas still manages the Bluefield-Lorain Trust. 2.3% in diversified assets. One of them? LV." Xavier's mouth parted slightly. "You could've told me." She shrugged. "You could've asked." --- The dashboard updated at 1:46 PM. Bella Bluefield Proxy Trust: +2.3% Xavier: 49.7% The room broke into gasps.

“If that’s how you feel I think it’s a little late for that.” “I have to show you something,” While Blue hoped rather earnestly the man was about to unzip his trousers and present himself to her, he turned to the dining table where he’d made an office for himself. Stacks of papers mounted the surface rather haphazardly, increasing in its precarious heigh each day. Yet he knew his mess well. Slid a single tan Manilla folder from the base of the foremost pile. Approached hastily. Thrust it in the woman’s direction.

Feeling giddy, Mikayla put on the bracelet and did a little spin for the guests. Cory let out a whistle. “Ben, this must have cost you a pretty penny.” Ben grinned. “All that matters is that Mikayla loves it.” Turning around, Ben walked toward me. He held a smaller carton and passed it to me. “This one’s for you, Kaycee.” I set my drink down and took the box. The packaging was very basic, without even a seal sticker. I peeked inside and found a generic blind-box plushie. It was from an old series that had been popular two years back.

He stood in front of the private chamber and I went inside to meet the chairperson and founder of the Blue international. They both immediately stood up seeing me. I just nodded at them and took my seat. Blue International is an Indian company, so the people here are Indians. Though I'm fond of Indians after being the boyfriend of the Indian woman my nature as Armani won't change to any people. I wonder why all of a sudden I got a meeting proposal from the chairperson of the company about the new dealership when the CEO is the one who handles these types of meetings. Anyway coming to the point, I looked at the middle-aged couple well-dressed in the Indian culture in front of me looking at me