Millennium Blue Archive Novels & Stories

There was some strange humour in the fact that Bradley Pierce's office, a place Blue hadn't been in since she was ten, had quickly become her favourite place to slip away and lose herself in some intensive tonsil-tennis and pre-marital sex. Almost just as strange was the fact that Vincent, a man she hadn't met 10 days ago, was being invited over more and more by Marian to keep the fast-ageing woman company during the times Bradley and Richard inevitably snuck off together as though they were the married couple. Perhaps if Blue wasn't so occupied, she would find the time her father and the man she was supposedly going to marry spent together strange... but she hadn't even noticed, let alone g

Pulling out a folded paper from his back pocket, he read his summary and reassured himself he could do it. "It's our turn now," Vic said. "You ready?" Before he could squeeze the paper or reply her, an unfamiliar face and figure approach him out of nowhere. "Um-" "You're Alex Blue, right?" the girl in front of him spoke up. "Um, yeah?" he replied, exchanging quick glances with Victoria. "Great. Well, I was asked to give you this," she stretched her hand to give Alex a tiny envelope. Giving Victoria one final glance, he collected the envelope and mumbled a thanks.

El stifled a groan and turned to Lucas, who looked utterly mortified. "Right, back to class, folks!" The Principle shuffled his chair back as he stood, vaguely gesturing with one arm. They filed out of the office into the main hallway, where the magnolia paint was peeling off the walls in places, revealing a pale green underneath. "Psychiatric green", El had once told her, thought to be a calming colour. Lucas took off down the hall, slamming a locker door as he went. "Well, that's just great," El grumbled.

In the middle of a scene, he puts his arm around me and I walk up to him. -I really like you Mindy. I pull away and get up from the couch. -This is happening so fast," I was about to leave, but he stops my arm. -Please don't go. -Let go of me. -Please, you have to remember me, don't you remember me at all," he hugged me from behind and whispered in my ear. "Blue lake." -¿Blue lake? -Blue lake. -¿What's wrong with you? -It's not working.

So I do know that Melio's presence here will raise suspicions. "Sir we are done with the interns, should I bring in Miss Blanchard?" I was about to respond when a conference call came in. As much as I wish to receive Melio now, this call is very important. I asked Mark to make her wait a little longer, the call lasted for about 3 hours and everything was finalized, I used the intercom to call Mark, letting him know that Melio could come in.

"It was hand-delivered. No digital footprint." Bella opened it slowly. Inside: a single page, handwritten in elegant script. > To Arabella Bluefield, If this reaches you, then you have succeeded where your father could not. Elijah was brilliant, but flawed. He believed too much in control, not enough in humanity. There is one last vault. Hidden beneath the Zurich archives. He created it not to protect his power, but to store a truth too dangerous to share. It involves the Mirrorlight Algorithm's real genesis-its tie to the mind-mapping experiments conducted at Château Bellandor.

Dahlia gazed at the beautiful streets of Manhattan from the lobby of the top floor of her husband's company building. She couldn't help but be mesmerized each time she thought of everything they'd gone through to get to this point. Her hand rested on her bulging stomach and she smiled to herself. She could remember the feeling of panic she'd felt when she'd found out that she was pregnant with Arch's first child, seven years ago. She'd been shaken with horror because she couldn't bear to raise a child with his or her father in prison. For the sake of her love for Archer, she'd kept the child. The past seven years has been nothing but hell. She could remember clearly the day he was released f

Those that were lucky to conceive, eventually die. Some were lucky enough to stay alive to bear at most three young ones and eventually die immediately after the third one. They are only one percent of them out of the whole supernatural world combined. However, in the fifth decade following the plague, a prophecy came to light in every supernatural race at the same time, that in every century a blue-blooded female will be reincarnated, and her blood can cure the plague of the supernatural race if the ruler was lucky enough to mate with her and drink from her blood daily.

No one saw her because it was late in the night, and every one was inside because the weather was graciously very cold for one to withstand the coldness of the heavy breeze that was blowing outside. Somira kept drinking and before she knew it, she was almost done with the whole bottle of an alcoholic wine with seventy five percent of alcohol. And as she was guzzling the bottle of wine, she was being distracted by the past occurrences of hers. She began to remember some of her experiences with her ex, Milston. Everything seemed to her like they were so real, and happening live before her very before.

She said and smiled… Ameliah held Stephen’s hand which made him look at her. They smiled at each other before returning their gaze to the woman… “We want to know how this book came into existence?” Stephen said… “This book titled ‘La Luna Azul’ also known as the blue moon, is a book that was written by your ancestors, that is the first vampires and werewolf who came into existence. This book has now been passed from generation to generation in order to help the future generation prepare for the coming of the Blue Moon. I gave this book to Ameliah because i know that in one way or the other you’ll get to know about this book.” She said…