Languid Blue Novels & Stories

I'm sick and tired of being here, of the people in this cerulean world. One of these days, I will venture into the sea I will venture into the sea, I will wear your color I will drink from your chalice, from the blue depth of love. Blue, blue like the moonlight, Bluer than every blue, I'm speaking of your eyes; those blue mendacities, Oceans of restlessness. Blue, blue like the moonlight, Too blue, I'm speaking of your eyes; those blue lies, The blue oceans. It'll embrace me, and I will submerge. - "It will embrace me, too. Soon."

It’s so sexy, it takes my breath away. "That’s really gorg," Layla exclaims, giving me a quick look while she's looking for her own gown. "I know… it’s so hot, but I need something more serious for this event," I grimace, putting it back to grab the other too. They're boring as hell, but I guess it fits my new vibe, "I want to try these two." "Perfect, you'll look amazing in both. Blue is totally your color," she says, looking down to my necklace, "And sapphire is def your stone."

The tone of his voice was laced with venom, but even I could hear the shakiness behind his words. The remainder of the ride was pretty uneventful. It wasn’t long before I noticed the large gates ahead with warriors perched on both sides. As soon as our car approached, the gates opened wide and we continued down a winding path deeper into Blue Lake territory. A few moments later, we passed the most beautiful lake I’ve ever seen. The light of the moon made the water glisten. Even in the dark, you could tell that it was a deep shade of cerulean blue. I pulled my phone out, snapping a picture, and sending it to Felicity. The color of the lake reminded me of the shade in her eyes, creating a sens

Only two people were left in the office. Caspian slipped his hands back into his coat pockets. His fingers clenched slightly inside the fabric, causing the knuckles to bulge and press against the side of his coat. His blue eyes stared at her, his pupils still dilated. The blue of his irises resembled a dam flooded by floodwaters against the gray sky.

“You look wonderful, dear.” “Thanks.” Together, we left the room, with Chris standing behind. Chrys — short form for Chrysolite — was fast asleep in her room. Blue had to put her to a spell-induced sleep so she wouldn't disturb us. As I descended the staircase, Blue's eyes locked onto mine. His gaze swept over me, taking in the intricate details of the gown. Chris stood next to me, grumbling about how unfair life was. She moaned her spinsterhood while accusing me of being selfish because I have two men willing to fight the entire world for my sake.

Even though Blue had been a welcome diversion, he was still upset with CASA. He turned to her, "Can I buy you another drink, Blue?" She still had a little bit of a dazed appearance after his kiss, but she brushed it off and smiled at him. It was like receiving a kick to the stomach. Blue was beautiful. A few freckles scattered over her nose, alabaster complexion to complement her golden red hair, a cupid's bow lips painted scarlet, big chocolate brown eyes shot through with gold, long lashes, and elegant eyebrows. If the freckles extended lower, he questioned.

"Sit down sir, while I go get you our latest editions… "Royal blue". Leonardo said as he settled down regally on the luxury couch the attendant offered him. Then he crossed his legs majestically. "Huh?!". The attendant muttered in confusion. "I want your latest outfit suitable for an event and the color should be royal blue". Leonardo said. "Oh! There's no problem sir we have it all–wait…royal blue?". The attendant asked in realization and Leonardo gave her a stern look. "I'm so sorry sir. But the color royal blue has been in high demand lately and we've run out of it". The attendant said and Leonardo frowned at her.

"But you can cover it up, Jules! About me, I know nothing. Mr. Taylor was right. I did nothing for the whole year except fly in the air." Blue laughs. "Do not worry so much. Listen to Lana Del Rey songs and be happy!" She chirps, grinning at us and wiggling her eyebrows. "Who can stay happy after listening to Lana?" Jeremy rolls his eyes and I chuckle. "She keeps crying like an opera queen!" He adds, shaking his head. "How dare you say that, huh?" Blue seethes. "What did she sing there?" He waggles his brows, grinning as he watches an annoyed Blue glaring down at him. He continued, "My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola, lol!"

Blue nodded at me, and I looked down again. It looked quite pretty, and was better than most of the ones I had seen in pictures and videos. I lowered my head down, and I did as Liam had told me. Kiss, tongue, roll in uneven patterns, slowly and in big shapes. Romanticize it. Kiss it. I did all that, in the exact way Liam had ordered, and soon I could hear Blue's moans. She held my hair and was moaning really loud. “Maverick.” She moaned my name, and I stopped for a while. I had never imagined how it'd sound, but this sounds pretty great.

He asked curiosly. She rolled her large hazel eyes. "Pink is too overrated" she said. "Pink can be described with only three words I think: hot, flashy, exciting" she ticked them off her fingers. "Blue can be so many things at once: calm, serene, pale, cold, beautiful, rejuvenating" "Exactly" he agreed. Only then did he notice that she was wearing a blue gown. Hunter gulped. He wondered if the red hoodie and black ripped jeans he wore was appropriate for a date.