Light Blue Aesthetic Novels & Stories

“Your style’s great. Seriously. You add something. Like—texture. A counterpoint.” “Yeah,” Thomas chimed in. “You’re not a copy of us. You’re your own thing. That’s what makes it work.” Blue blinked a few times, like she wasn’t sure if we were serious or just being nice. Then she smiled. That soft kind that starts slow and takes over her whole face. And maybe it was the whiskey, or the way her freckles caught the firelight, but damn—I wanted to see that smile again. As many times as I could.

The previously gloomy and dark room changed into a homey one. After asking her preferences, Liz had decorated Evely’s room with a simple interior design consisting of light colors such as powder blue, light gray, baby pink, and white. However, even if the room was obviously for a girl, there was nothing princess-like in it— no frills, no laces, nothing over the top. It was now simple, yet, a lot pleasing to the eye compared to before.

"The blue is too corporate. The Wakefield account needs something more approachable, something that speaks to families." Thomas nodded, reaching across me to slide one of the boards closer. His arm brushed against mine, and I forced myself not to react. This was becoming a pattern of these small, probably innocent contacts that sent unwanted electricity through my veins. "Maybe something warmer?" He studied my face rather than the mockup. "Exactly." I pulled my notepad closer, scribbling down alternatives. "Amber tones, maybe with accents of deep red. It suggests comfort, home." After the meeting wrapped, I gathered my materials quickly, but Thomas caught up to me in the hallway.

The color wasn't too bright, but it was extremely eye-catching, instantly brightening her eyes. As a designer, she was always very particular about colors. She had a special fondness for solid colors, especially sky blue. This shade was not too dark or too light, so it was difficult to create a pure sky-blue color. It required a top master to achieve such a color. The dress was simple and elegant in design. The soft, form-fitting fabric required no further embellishments. Simply wearing it would showcase the wearer's perfect figure, presenting an image of elegant and sophisticated beauty.

Her fingers opened slowly, almost unconsciously holding her breath. The moment the lid lifted—the candlelight caught on the crystal inside, scattering a soft, mesmerizing glow. An oval-cut pendant, clean and precise, glowed in a deep shade of blue. Not a bright, striking blue—but something calmer, like the surface of the sea as night begins to fall. Within it, the crystal caught the light in soft reflections, as if there were layers of quiet radiance living inside. It wasn’t flashy, not overly dazzling—and that was exactly what made it look so expensive.

"Do you think these will work better than the blue and white?" I looked at her, wondering why she wanted my opinion. I would think I would be the last person she wanted advice from. "Well, I think it's a nice representation of Isai-I mean the Alpha's eyes and yours. A nice icy blue and gray combo…Luna." She seemed to be thinking about what I said, only responding simply, "Hmph."

I start. "... and maybe light colours." Tiffany adds. "We have a moss green that would look fabulous on the ceiling."Molly says. "Do you have light blue, pink and gold?" Britney asks. "Light Blue, White, light coral, orchic shade and a coffee beige..." Molly answer.

Her eyes scanned my two suitcases and moved her gaze back to my appearance. “What are you? 10? What’s with all the blue?” she spoke with disdain She was referring to my suitcase. It was a pastel blue luggage set. Of course, it wasn’t the regular black, silver, or rose gold. Everyone is allowed with their preference besides it still looks mature. Pastel blue was my favorite color and I wasn’t ashamed to incorporate it in my personal belongings. As long as I don’t overdo it, It's no one's concern.

"We'll do a sleek Scandinavian design, but we'll use a traditional Ashford blue. I already vetoed Elara’s suggestion of beige." Elara just glared at Vera. "Beige is calming! Blue is overstimulating! And I spent eight hours researching the best organic cotton for the crib sheets!" I just sat there, eating my steamed broccoli, and nodded. It's better to agree and survive. It’s completely exhausting, and sometimes I miss the simple, predictable nature of global finance. But then I see them.

I whisper back. One hour later, we arrive at the luxurious estate Aiden was talking of, painted white and designed with deep blue tinted glasses as railings, doors and windows. The tiling at the sides takes these same color making it splendid. Aiden loves his house being painted white then decorated with other colors like black or blue, same with me. It makes it look serene and more beautiful, matured and outstanding. Over the distance, I sight a large space of green trees and leaves, a hilly slope. "Is that a park?" I ask Aiden.