Sans Blue Novels & Stories

"Oh, okay then." Alex simply nodded. "Well," Seb apparently wasn't done talking. "I guess I'll see you around later then, Blue." He should have argued. He should have scolded him for calling him Blue and not his real name. But instead, he let it slide and simply replied, "Yeah. Sure."

‘Does such a person exist? Everyone, including Sid, Zenon, and the other five Sacred Saints did not notice that it was not because Blue’s attack did not land. Instead, it was blocked by an invisible force. Blue was staring at the small courtyard below with an unpleasant expression. One of his hands was pressing down with all his strength, but it did not work and his giant finger still stood there motionless. Blue knew in his heart that something fishy was going on in that courtyard. However, because David had a system, Blue did not realize anything was wrong.

"This… statement. We are getting rid of this. Immediately." I laugh softly to myself. In three, maybe four days, the blue will be back. It’s like a birthmark. Nothing I do can get rid of it. I sit silently through the next four hours as my head is washed, scrubbed, massaged, and then aggressively dyed a uniform, perfectly innocuous shade of light brown. The blue fights back, turning the water a pale, stubborn teal, but Marco is a professional mercenary. He wins by turning my blue highlights blonde.

“And why you care.” Mr. Blue shrugged. “Let’s just say... I’ve always had my ways. And blood matters. Mikhail may be family, but family can be complicated.” Zayn studied him. “You think he’s the traitor?” Mr. Blue laughed. “I never said that.” He reached beside him and poured two glasses of wine from a bottle on the table. He pushed one toward Zayn. “I don’t drink with snakes,” Zayn said simply. “Smart man,” Mr. Blue said, and picked up the glass himself. He sipped. “But I’m not the snake. I’m just... the one who shows you where it’s hiding.”

"Nothing special? Girl, that guy never... I mean NEVER train someone. So the fact that he is your trainer...consider yourself special." "Oh stop talking about him, what about the great Agent Blue?" "Yeah, let's talk about you, Agent Blue,, and your obsession with the color blue. Please, for the sake of everyone's eyes, stop wearing that color every day. Gosh, my eyes hurt just staring at you." Sigreen said. "I have to live up to my name, Agent Blue, of course." "Yeah, and I'm wondering how you got so many blue things you own." Agent Dollar said. "I'm not like you who only think of dollars and money."

Blue stared at her as she did so, his heart racing. He froze when he noticed Katleya’s hand trembling as she looked at him with wide eyes. “What’s wrong with you?” “R-Red?” she asked. “Looking for my twin? Too bad.” “Your mole is gone.” “G-Gone?!” Blue shouted. Grabbing his phone, he checked his face using the camera. Katleya’s eyes widened as she noticed the word “Red” written on the back of his phone case. Blue examined his reflection, scratching his head when he saw the fake mole was gone.

” Darius explained as everyone stared at me in shock and dread or to be specific, my hands on the throne arm. Seeing that I saw Darius get burnt, I knew they weren’t bluffing in the least. But how come I was touching it easily and painlessly? Was it because I was the Blueblood? I highly doubted that. I stared at the throne and circled it to come to the front before sitting. The throne seemed the welcome me and loosened up for me to relax. They gasped again and moved backward, murmuring. “What is this omen?” “Am I seeing correctly??”

"Besides, it's a good advert for my shop." As Sapphira packed her bags into Beta Declan's car, she thought about the deal that she had made with Katrice. If she needed her help, Sapphira had to come. And that was that. Sapphira didn't know what sort of help Katrice might need, but she was more than happy to oblige, considering she didn't know many people who would give her an entire outfit for free.

The others expressed their agreement as well. Serena was the only one opposed. Everyone in the room turned their attention to her. With a calm smile, Serena said, "I don't agree with this plan, nor do I believe that pink and light blue will be the trending colors. Light blue is already a thing of the past and pink is overused. I actually see potential in purple and yellow for the future..." "Moreover, I've conducted some research and reports. It's clear that many people are leaning towards purple and yellow this year..."

I say trying to calm her. Elsa and I are more than friends. We are more like sisters, we both stand at a height of 5'9 with golden hair, the only difference is our eye color. Hers are a light brown shade while mine are a very deep shade of green. Most people think we are sisters but we are both just two orphans that met one faithful day, fell in love with one another and became inseparable ever since. My mind is brought back with a mocking laugh behind us, I turn around and find Samuel.