Romantic Blue Novels & Stories

I start to laugh, but she’s too busy kissing Amory all over the face! Amory’s ring literally drained my bank account, but I’m in this shit with her forever so I don’t give a fuck. She’s worth it! The blue heart cut diamond was set in white gold and is surrounded by pink sapphires. It's engraved in Spanish, and as we lay in bed that night she asks me what it means and I read it out to her in English, “mi Amor, because a love like ours is just as rare” (my love). I explain the rarity of the blue diamond and pink sapphires, and compare it to how rare the genuine love we share with each other is!

How could she ask me to leave? Turning my back to her, my claws sank into the dark-toned peninsula desk. I cannot do this. I cannot pathetically stand by and see her deteriorate from contact with me. Her eyes sunken in, her rosy cheekbones protruded, and her complexion was completely brick-red like a roasted lamb. Bluebell is a representation of thankfulness, humility, constancy, and everlasting love in the language of flowers. According to legend, you can win your loved one if you flip a bluebell bloom inside out without destroying it. Howbeit I was ruining her.

As soon as I got to the split in the path, my attention was instantly pulled towards my destined mate and at the same time, my heart broke. He was handsome, that was absolutely certain. He stood about six-foot-something, was athletic in build but not overly muscular and had dyed blue hair, which he had grown out past his shoulders. His stubble, however, was rather blond, which hinted at the true colour of his hair. Two beautiful blue eyes had flecks of green within them, which melted my heart. Yet his expression was one of knowing what I was, and he was not happy to see me at all.

I smiled at him and took a step closer. “Pink tulips mean care, affection, and love. Blue roses mean love or affection that is unreached or unrequited. Yes, I do know the meaning behind those flowers. Now, answer my question. Why'd you give me a blue rose?” “Because I know you love the colour blue. You already know what's the meaning behind those and yet you're still asking,” he answered and I chuckled. “What I mean is, why did you give it to me though it isn't unrequited.” His face filled with confusion and I am doing my best to not laugh.

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

The storekeeper could not stop when it comes to introducing his plants. "Metasequoia and orchid are suitable for putting in ladies dresser. Dwarf champaca and scindapsus are ideal for putting in the gentleman's study. I also want to introduce this flower to you, which we have newly develop. It is called romance blue. This flower is spectacular, and it blooms into the shape of a heart. We sell them in a set of two. One is red the other is blue. It symbolize the love between two people. It is most suitable for newly married couple like you.

Even though Blue had been a welcome diversion, he was still upset with CASA. He turned to her, "Can I buy you another drink, Blue?" She still had a little bit of a dazed appearance after his kiss, but she brushed it off and smiled at him. It was like receiving a kick to the stomach. Blue was beautiful. A few freckles scattered over her nose, alabaster complexion to complement her golden red hair, a cupid's bow lips painted scarlet, big chocolate brown eyes shot through with gold, long lashes, and elegant eyebrows. If the freckles extended lower, he questioned.

“I was going to visit your quarters later to discuss the wedding outfits with you. Mother has had this beautiful royal blue gown arranged for me, so I thought it would be amazing if we matched. What do you think?” “Whatever you wish. You'd look exquisite in anything.” A brief picture of that lady I'd seen in the file flashed through my mind, dressed in the most beautiful blue gown I'd ever seen. What in the love of Luna- “Are you okay with wearing a blue suit?” I blinked. Tanya had an expectant look on her face. What was wrong with me? “Roman?” She was enough. “Yes,” I breathed, focusing on her. “I am.” The smile on her face somehow got even brighter. “You’d look really handsome in it, I’m s

The sweetheart neckline curves gently, the skirt falling in flowing waves. Maren breathes out in awe. “It’s beautiful. Who would’ve thought something like this would come our way? A blessing, right when you needed it.” Her optimism radiates, filling the room like sunshine after rain. I can hardly breathe. My mind flashes back to the slip of paper I’d picked earlier during the partner selection—the same shade of blue. And now this. Blue has never been my favorite color. At least, it never used to be. But now, something about it draws me in. It feels familiar, almost comforting, like it’s tugging at a memory I can’t quite reach.

He asked curiosly. She rolled her large hazel eyes. "Pink is too overrated" she said. "Pink can be described with only three words I think: hot, flashy, exciting" she ticked them off her fingers. "Blue can be so many things at once: calm, serene, pale, cold, beautiful, rejuvenating" "Exactly" he agreed. Only then did he notice that she was wearing a blue gown. Hunter gulped. He wondered if the red hoodie and black ripped jeans he wore was appropriate for a date.