Perfect Blue Novels & Stories

Her eyes widened as she saw it beginning to turn blue. She closed her eyes and mumbled a short prayer… She sighed as she opened her eyes to see the moon is fully blue. She stared at it like someone who was in some spell. Ameliah’s eyes turned white and she fell on the floor. “Where am I?” She said, opening her eyes as everywhere was white… She was obviously in a trance. “Ameliah” Someone called her name from behind her. She turned to where the voice was coming from only to see a very beautiful woman smiling at her. Beauty was nothing compared to her, with blue sparkling eyes and a silver colored hair. She was all dressed in white. She walked closer to Ameliah with a smile on her face…

My SAT scores are in, and with a 1590, I'm number one in the whole city. I'm over the moon and rush to apply to the elite universities my score qualifies me for. But the moment I hit submit, the only school on my application is Fernbrook Vocational School, with a major in excavator operation. I have no idea what's going on. I figure my eyes are playing tricks on me and that I've picked the wrong school, so I withdraw the application right away and fill it out again. This time, just to be safe, I ask my parents—both graduates of top universities—to look it over with me. Once the whole family confirms that everything is correct, I click submit again. The very next second, my application sh

"You'll be mine, Chal. Is that what you want? You'll be bound to me in the way of my kind." "Your kind?" His hands brushed the hair back from her face and he stared, enraptured by the beauty of her. Her face was pale, her eyes huge and a startling blue. He'd thought that the blue of her eyes should belong to a blonde. But against her pale skin and the black locks, the blue looked perfectly natural and utterly right. "What kind are you talking about, Bliss?"

It was amazing craftsmanship and Aegeus was mightily impressed. The blue potion was for healing wounds of all kinds in less than ten seconds! No matter what kind of injury it was, the blue potion was the answer. While they didn't know the names of the potions, Aegeus and the others called the Blue Potion a Quick Heal Potion. The Red Potion had a different effect. The Blue Potion was a healing potion alright. The red however, was a Power Boosting potion. The main reason the Silver Wolves called it Berserk Potion because that was exactly what it wa. Gulping down the Red Potion increased the user's strength - but at a cost. As time wore on the user would become increasingly violent and soon sli

Sophia has always been the quiet type — a college student who keeps her head down and her heart carefully guarded. But one unexpected night changes everything. What begins as a single impulsive decision pulls her into a world of intense emotions, complicated connections, and choices she never thought she would make. As she navigates desire, vulnerability, and the consequences of crossing lines she once believed were unbreakable, Sophia is forced to confront a version of herself she never knew existed. Later, another young woman finds herself standing at a similar crossroads. Mia returns home for the summer expecting familiarity and comfort, only to discover that the person she least expec

I urged "The table.... the door.....the clock......and.....uh- you?" I smiled, brushing his damp hair away from his face. "Mention three blue things you can see" I said. "The painting---my shirt--- your---" His rapid breathing slowed down. "Your eyes" he breathed. I embraced him and he held onto me. "It's okay. You're okay" I whispered, stroking his hair. "I'm sorry-- I--" "Sh-- it's fine. Just breathe" He nodded. Soon, his breathing evened out. I could tell that he'd fallen asleep.

His intense blue eyes lifted to meet hers, and for a moment, the outside world seemed to vanish. Asher Kingsley was a striking figure. Standing at 6'4" with a chiseled jawline and a sculpted physique, he exuded an almost otherworldly allure. His impeccably tailored dark suit accentuated his broad shoulders and lean frame. His intense blue eyes, framed by dark, thick lashes, seemed to pierce through the room, and his tousled dark hair added a touch of rugged charm to his otherwise polished appearance. Despite his godlike handsomeness, his stern expression conveyed a seriousness that left no room for frivolity.

I adored him in every kind of suit, but, for some reason, his sexiness reached a whole new level when he wore any shade of blue. "Blue." Voicing that one word again filled my whole body with strange agitation. "Oh, that's perfect!" Veronica exclaimed, clasping her hands together. "We have a perfect design for decorations with light-blue and—" "No. " I shook my head with confidence. "It cannot be light-blue. The shade must be darker, like cobalt blue, navy blue, or... indigo blue. "

“Bluey!! You finally came. For a second I thought you abandoned me and left me to rot here. Can you imagine Amanda even came here to tell me you wouldn't come and that Isabel wasn't my child, such nonsense”. Mr gold chuckled weakly. Bluey stood tall with her shiny blue dress and dark shades to hide all the evil behind her eyes. It seems blue was her favorite color just like her name. Isabel stood just beside her mother, her face nonchalant and calm.

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).