Sans Blue Novels & Stories

Blue considers half of the college her enemy, and she does not regret it, because those half of the people are completely fake. “Okay, Blue!” I hurriedly grab Jeremy’s kerchief and wipe some of the orange juice droplets off her chair before grabbing the packet and putting it on the table. “Now take a seat!” I tell her, putting the piece of cloth back in Jeremy’s lap. “Thank you!” I grin at Jeremy while he is dumbfounded. I do not mind. “Thanks to you, Jules. I don’t understand why my brother is hell bent on annoying the shit out of me.” Blue mutters, starting to munch on her food.

Maya leaned against the wall. “I hated that,” she said. “You only sat beside me.” “I sat beside you while three adults discussed whether your life was believable. That is exhausting.” I smiled. “You made a very good timeline.” “I know. I used three colors.” “What did the pink mean?” “People who lied.” “And the blue?” “People who made poor decisions.” Maya glanced toward Silas. “Blue has a lot of names.” He looked at her. “I am not on the list.”

Can I argue with facts? “You have been given three, no. You have four full moons to have your time with these mates and on the fifth full moon, you’ll return to the West with your new mate and whatever follows will proceed. In regular calendar time, that’s 4 months, including the month with a blue moon.” Rapha ordered. Five full moons, huh? It bothered me why I was so…calm. Something inside me still believed that I’ll find my mate. “I’ll think about it.” My voice just died and I felt my skin turn blue.

He shook his head, "No need." I smiled, "I can keep it then?" I asked, more excitedly than I should've and he returned my smile. "It's blue," I commented. "Your favorite color." He said with a nod. I nodded and a very low sigh parted my lips. My eyes on his as my smile slowly dropped away. Those damn eyes, like the color of the ocean, they're so full of life but still so very uncertain, they reflected every unsaid word he couldn't let out and before I could take into a deep breath, I was drowning again.

He silently whispered to them. "How ugly." He triumphantly walked up to the launchpad, bumping into whatever and whoever, not necessarily caring. His eyebrow raised upon skimming through the board, smirking as he took notice of the Battle Royale. There were an array of teams joining, all in teams of six; apart from one. A lone player, with stats higher than anyone could imagine, though Uriel reckoned he could beat those 'weak numbers' in a few days. They go by the name of 'Blue', which already had Uriel convinced that that person was a twelve year old.

he said and caressed my arm. "All right, women. What drinks do you want me to buy?" Blue asked. "Iced coffee," I said to him. "No coffee for us because we might faint from palpitation," Blue contradicted, so I puckered my lips. "Anything that can refresh our minds," Scarlet said so he nodded. "I'll get going then. Don't worry, this place is heavily guarded, so no one can hurt you," Blue said and tapped my shoulder. A moment of silence came over us, until my phone rang. It's Giovanni.

Obviously they are medicinal drugs otherwise her friend wouldn't be scolding her at the moment. "It's helps me calm down." The Blonde says. "I think you are getting addicted." "No I'm not." She says defensively but I can see that her friend has a point. The Blonde, whose name is Ashley, is obviously dependent on those pills. Im no expert but even I can tell that she's definitely addicted. "Hey!" The dark haired girl catches me eavesdropping on their conversation. "What are you doing?" The Blonde girl is startled as she drops all the packet in her hand in panic. "There is someone in here?" She sounds mortified as she cowers behind her friend, ignoring the scattered blue pills on the floor.

Notifications flooded the screen, but I ignored all of them until I saw the newest message request. The profile picture showed an empty hockey rink beneath white lights. The username read BlueLine. My heart lurched. The preview only showed part of the message. It’s me. Blue line. You... My thumb hovered above the screen. One tap and I could read the rest. One tap and I could answer him. I wanted to ask how he had survived these years. I wanted to tell him I had never left willingly. Most of all, I wanted to tell him I still remembered the promise about the blue line.

"Mom has this too,they call it pro something, though not sure" "Pro what?What the hell is wrong with me?I don't want magic please hope I don't want this,no it's definitely not that I think I'm suffering from a rare cancer"Si jie rant,hope scoff. " Named what?"A small smile grease hope lips,Si jie calm down a little racking her brain to think of a name. "Something blue, blueish cancer I assume, no blueterrisg cancer" " There's nothing like that"

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.