Martini Blue Novels & Stories

Maurvi's POV Amit and Prachi came back after an hour with Prachi, almost red in colour and Amit like someone who was not able to hide his excitement. I teased him , " What took you so long for getting ice-creams. Did you personally prepared them ? " Amit smiled a bit and then scratched the back of his neck. A hint of red hue came on his face. Awww... he was blushing. " Sorry for being late, but I found someone today, while buying ice-creams. " he said with a smile. Everyone was looking at him with surprise.

“What is that?” Blaze smiled. “It’s called a Montana Sky. It has lemonade, elderflower gin, and lavender syrup. Want a sip?” She offered it to Amerie, who hesitantly sipped. Her eyes widened. It was sweet and refreshing, and reminded her of a spring day. “Wow.” Amerie said. “I’m definitely getting that next.” Blaze grinned. “Careful. It’s almost as dangerous as my shop.” She winked. Amerie couldn’t help but laugh.

“Are you done for the day? Do you wanna hang out?” “Hang out? Where?” I asked her and noticed three other people had come to a stop a few feet away from us. “The Vixen.” Tanya said with a huge smile and turned back and motioned the others to come join us. I immediately recognized Martin from the group. He wasn’t wearing his chauffer’s uniform this evening and instead had a light blue shirt on that complemented his icy blue eyes and he had paired it with crème coloured pants. His sandy blonde hair was gelled back in style and for the first time, I noticed that he was wearing a diamond stud earring in his left ear. Overall, the man looked dashing enough to give any Incubus a run for his money…

she added, and I shifted my gaze to the huge glass box which contained the necklace, one of the classiest and expensive necklaces in the world. It was a highly anticipated jewelry and I know that a number of people are vying for it today. Everything about the jewelry speaks quality. It was a deep blue diamond, stubbed in a pendant, Toison d'or with a dark grayish blue color under ordinary light because of trace amounts of boron within its crystal structure. It's definitely f**g expensive, but I'll try to get it to make Vivian happy. "Heard there's a notable guest tonight.." Martin, my friend, spoke after swilling some wine.

I moved the paper aside and gasped. It was a gown made of the most beautiful silk I had ever seen. The color was hard to describe. It wasn't navy, and it wasn't royal blue. It was a deep, icy, shimmering shade of blue that looked like the ocean at midnight. It was cold and beautiful all at once. "It’s... it’s amazing," I whispered, reaching out to touch the fabric. It was cool against my skin. "That color has a name," Cade said, standing behind me. He placed his hands on my shoulders. "In the fashion world, they call it 'Miller Blue.' My mother had it created years ago. It’s the color of my family. It’s the color of my company."

Celine smirks, “Naturally,” Maggie grins indicating two dark blue potions. “They taste of blueberries and lemon, a personal favourite of mine. Just down them, one tomorrow morning with breakfast, and one the following day. They’ll help you build up some muscle after not doing much for so long.” Celine grins, “Wonderful.” Maggie nods, then indicates a small, forest green potion,

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”

**[Flashback continued from the last chapter]** "What are these?" Ansh was a good boy and had never touched alcohol in his life, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know what kind of drinks they were. "This is an apple martini," Abhimanyu said, pointing at the green-colored drink. Ansh blinked as he stared at the colorful drinks, which were shining in the crystal glasses like the moon among the stars. "This one is a mojito and a cosmopolitan," Ariv said, and everyone snapped their heads at him because of the knowledge he shared with his elder brothers.

The Old Fashioned was a smoky, sweet concoction with a hint of orange, while Tanya's Cosmopolitan was a vibrant pink, the perfect blend of tart and sweet. As the night wore on, we ordered a few more drinks to keep the celebration going. Tanya tried a French 75, a classic cocktail made with gin, champagne, lemon juice, and sugar. It arrived in a tall flute, the pale yellow liquid sparkling under the lights. I opted for a Negroni, its deep red hue and bold, bitter flavor a perfect contrast to the sweetness of the champagne.