Novel Blue Novels & Stories

I say and enter the bathroom. I brush and shower before wrapping myself in a robe . I get out and see that a flowy , sun dress is on the bed with a note- ' Wear this' written. I inspect the material with my finger and it's as soft as a feather , and the colour is just so soothing . It has a white base and blue flowers are printed on it , but it looks handmade, the details are just exquisite. Without wasting another minute , I change into the dress and look in the mirror. Just gorgeous. Alex would just be in awe if she saw this dress. My smile fades as that thought enters my mind. It's like no matter what I do or think , my thoughts seem to circle around Drew and his family. I ignore the pang

I'm so excited that I'm getting hard just thinking about the scene that will occur in a few minutes. Jessblue is a goddess all on her own with the body all female Bampires wish they had! She is beautiful in all ways imaginable. She is not your ordinary everyday Bampire that roams around Bluestoria. She is like no other female that I’ve seen. She has big voluptuous breasts with a thickness of beautiful curves you can only imagine.

What is so complicated about it? " Well, what do I say? I like all colours. It depends on my moods and seasons. " " Like really?? " " Yes... In summers, I like all pastel colours especially baby pink, icy blue and lemon yellow. In winters I like red, blue, black, white...." "Oh, God!! Let me rephrase my question, which colour you don't like much? " " Ok... Green. But I like some shades of it too. " I rolled my eyes at her answer. She is so cute.

In fact, she secretly liked the gentlemanly nature of Emmet, who has ever been respectful and well-mannered, something Nezeira admires in people. "Yes, sorry, I don't fit well in gatherings like this.", Nezeira apologized. "It's alright, I like peaceful places too, like this one," Emmet said looking at Nezeira with the utmost affection, something she never reciprocated. Perhaps for Emmet, she didn't have to. Her straight, seemingly emotionless face appeals more to him. He stood beside her and asked, "Princess, your eyes. Why it is blue rather than red? As far as we all know vampires have red eyes."

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.

But he didn’t seem to care. He wasn’t waiting for anyone. He wasn’t in a rush. He just stood there, face tilted toward the gray sky like he was daring the rain to wash him away. And for some reason, I couldn’t look away. “Who’s that?” I asked, nudging Claire beside me. She followed my gaze and raised a brow. “Oh. Him. The new kid.” “He’s new?” “Transferred this morning. I think from Chicago or something. Everyone’s calling him Blue.”

He blurted out. "So Shaun, how's that new property you acquired?" I heard one of his cousins ask him. "Good Richard. You know— Melio here helped me acquire it. You should experience her first-hand in a business mood— very precise." He said that with his hands still scavenging my pussy. Fuck I want to scream! "So this is an office romance kinda thing. Everything Blue". I was about correcting Catherine when his finger penetrated my pussy. "Urr.rr! I moaned out.

At least more than she ever had. Sealed away in the apartment they had long since grown out of, Blue could think of far worse things in the world than hiding from Richard and her parents. She had met someone who fed and clothed her for no reason more than simply wanting to. Their relationship had never been transactional. She had never been shamed or vindicated for asking for more. They fought rarely and never about themselves. But Blue had begun to sense that she had emerged from bargaining and gone straight to acceptance—in grieving the future that once just might but surely never could be. Some part of her felt that he had too. “Do you want to talk yet?” holding a single strand of hair pi

The window was on the left side of the bed, and her new wardrobe was on the right. There was a dressing table next to the wardrobe. Her new room’s walls were a sky-blue color. Olivia, unlike the other girls, prefers the color blue. For some reason, it always makes her feel calm. White may be the color of peace for everyone, but blue is the color of peace for her. She enjoys sitting on the sand and gazing out at the sea’s aqua blue water. It makes her feel better. “It is not much, but I hope you enjoy it,” Eliana said.

Hem tapped his shoulders and smiled escaping from a deep conversation. “You may have gotten that one right” Elijah nodded realizing the situation he was in, he loved weak and spoilt girls who couldn’t fight for themselves and Blue was much different from those traits. She was fierce and bold. *** The next morning Blue visited Sonia’s home and apparently only Cane was around. “Blue” he exclaimed happy to see her. “This is a serious matter Cane, may I be offered a seat?” She requested rudely walking in. He pulled a seat for her while he stood leaning on the wall gazing at her,