Romantic Blue Novels & Stories

The tedious makeup session commenced. "Wow, you really look pretty," Mica cattily said. I stared at my reflection. My newly teased, wavy hair looked professionally done despite suffering from the never-ending spray of Aqua Net by Mica to make sure the curls would last. She also lovingly spread on some hair glowing cream. My makeup was light, with a rich rose shade lipstick, light gloss, and foundation. Bree let me use her pair of small pearl earrings, pale lavender ribbon choker, and bracelet. She also let me use her cream purse and off-white ladies evening shoes. I look special, and I felt my confidence increase by at least 75%. Not bad, I thought to myself. Becky and Nanay came in to exam

Blue : haha, when I went to Stirling, I saw a baby who's name was Derek Derek: really, is he handsome? Blue : he was cute. And he was crying Derek: that's impossible. Dereks don't cry Blue laughed Me: okay sir Derek Kit, excuse Prince Adrian and his betrothed please... That's an order He smirked and left. Blue stood up and closed the door Then she sat down beside me again Blue : I have new powers Me: I don't understand Blue: my powers have upgraded Adrian. I can do so much more now

Marian had spun on her heel, they had reached the borderland between the infants and tweens clothing, a tauntingly wide aisle. “But not yet?” “Blue…” “He’s not as awful as you think,” “You may have been too young to remember how serious his arrest was, but I wasn’t.” Blue turned on her heel, leaving her mother standing on the cusp of childhood purgatory. She returned to the male infant clothing. “Blue…” “I’m not mad,” She glanced to her mother, retrieving the same train sweater in a powder yellow. She quite liked the red and dandelion together. Wished she could find one in her size. Snorted quietly at the thought. “I get it.”

“Don’t—don’t you dare try to make this romantic.” Kai’s lips twisted into a pained smile. “It’s not romantic. It’s the truth.” For a long, suffocating moment, neither of them spoke. The only sound was Blue’s uneven breathing and the faint hum of the lamp. He hated how much he wanted to believe Kai. He hated that even now, when everything inside him screamed run, his heart betrayed him with its desperate, reckless longing. Blue clenched his fists so tight his nails bit into his palms. “Leave,” he whispered, his voice breaking.

"Sit down sir, while I go get you our latest editions… "Royal blue". Leonardo said as he settled down regally on the luxury couch the attendant offered him. Then he crossed his legs majestically. "Huh?!". The attendant muttered in confusion. "I want your latest outfit suitable for an event and the color should be royal blue". Leonardo said. "Oh! There's no problem sir we have it all–wait…royal blue?". The attendant asked in realization and Leonardo gave her a stern look. "I'm so sorry sir. But the color royal blue has been in high demand lately and we've run out of it". The attendant said and Leonardo frowned at her.

The ceiling transformed into a starry sky, while the floor beneath them shone like a translucent lake, reflecting the entire cosmos, breathtaking and brilliant. Emily's eyes instantly brightened, mesmerized by the dreamlike, star-studded illusion. Piano music began to play, Liszt's "Liebestraum". A immaculately dressed waiter approached with a tray bearing a bouquet of elegant and fragrant blue roses. Blue roses, a rarity bred through careful cultivation, symbolize uniqueness and devotion. Offering such a rare gift typically signifies deep affection. Emily lifted her eyes to Murray, her heart entwined with indescribable feelings, pounding fiercely.

I held it in Dimitri's hand, placing it there in his palm, next to the red one. " Blue, the color of calm and tranquility," I bit my lower lip without looking away from him, "conveys intelligence, security, fidelity.” " Anything else? " he asked without breaking our eye contact. " It's a very very beautiful color," I blinked, making him laugh. His lips came to meet mine again, and I didn't waste any time, I soon wrapped both arms around his neck, feeling one of his hands around my waist. I let myself drift for a few minutes in his arms, until I forced myself to part us.

Blue nodded at me, and I looked down again. It looked quite pretty, and was better than most of the ones I had seen in pictures and videos. I lowered my head down, and I did as Liam had told me. Kiss, tongue, roll in uneven patterns, slowly and in big shapes. Romanticize it. Kiss it. I did all that, in the exact way Liam had ordered, and soon I could hear Blue's moans. She held my hair and was moaning really loud. “Maverick.” She moaned my name, and I stopped for a while. I had never imagined how it'd sound, but this sounds pretty great.

It got so bad I yelled at Liana until she left. I absolutely love cakes but if I never see another cake for the next five months I will be very grateful. My taste buds feel like they’ve done enough work for a year, they need a vacation. And who knew that there were over ten different shades of blue? Blue is a color, any is fine but Carmen kept on saying that royal blue wouldn’t go with bubblegum pink and fire truck red. Who names colors like that?

" Do you have feelings for him?" "No and he still smells of milk." "Ha ha ha . Meaning he's still childish?" "More like Peter Pan syndrome on steroids." "Who do you love cuttie?" " Michelangelo Massa . He is amazing . " "Really ?" " Aha I call him Blue because his eyes are calming they are like the ocean. It is in actual fact our three month anniversary today and I'm three months pregnant. " " Wow aren't you guys moving too fast?" "It depends. He's broken every rule that I've ever made and he has stamina for days . We connected on some kind of cosmic level."