Sans Blue Novels & Stories

"I’m calling the Gambino family’s Don right now! Let him see your true colors—pretending to talk about business while trying to seduce someone else's husband! You're disgusting!" "I'm calling him now. I'm going to see him now and have him kill you!"

She held up a grin, blood dripping from her mouth. "Let's do this…" I gulped down the last drops of blood from the bottle, sending her instructions with my eyes. The humans had all run into their homes, giving us a proper sight of the mountains. As we closed the gap between us and the mountain, I couldn't believe my eyes. Long silver rods stood at opposite ends, flames burning between them. A black seal held the silver bars in place, stopping it from opening. "Sire, we have to hurry; the inscriptions in the clouds have begun to fade." Sabrina let out. She was trying her best not to give up having only strength and agility alone.

Feeling giddy, Mikayla put on the bracelet and did a little spin for the guests. Cory let out a whistle. “Ben, this must have cost you a pretty penny.” Ben grinned. “All that matters is that Mikayla loves it.” Turning around, Ben walked toward me. He held a smaller carton and passed it to me. “This one’s for you, Kaycee.” I set my drink down and took the box. The packaging was very basic, without even a seal sticker. I peeked inside and found a generic blind-box plushie. It was from an old series that had been popular two years back.

-2 days ago- Reiya: I heard one of your colors is violet, isn't it? Ban: Yea that is right. It's the color of the Pregucia Familia right? Reiya: Yes. And it is my primary color too. Blue is my secondary. Ban: So does that mean that you are connected to the Pregucia Familia?

"If you can't assert your dominance in a situation with words alone, you might as well walk out and leave this competition right now. This takes skill and precision, not stupid brute force, kid." Aiden didn't like that, which is clear. His jaw clenches, but he is smart enough not to talk back. Not when he is so desperate to win this competition. "Intimidate them, and find something out about their sect. If it's not good enough, I'll send you home," Blue says, no softness in his tone. Clearly he already has no patience for any of us, suggesting another motive. I'm hoping it has nothing to do with me.

Travis almost yelled at Blue, "Dude if he made your complaint, you'll come in trouble and you know your dad won't help you..." Kanye said, "I don't give a damn!" Blue said and angrily left his friends, They all three kept staring at Blue's back until he got vanished from their eye site, " He has gone completely mad..." Aaron said, under his breath. "Let's go to class..." Kanye said, "No, I am going to Six, she is very upset, " Aaron said,

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”

"Mi favorita colore es blue, how you say blue again" I laughed at Dashawn who was presenting, everybody had already presented; and Dashawn wanted to go last "Class how do you say blue" Miss Sanchez asked "Azul" the class yelled at Dashawn "Oh okay mi favorita colore is asul and I'm eighteen how you say eighteen" "Bobo go sit down" she said shooing Dashawn away "What bobo mean sexy or some" Dashawn as he walked back to his seat

"This is what we're going to do. Sanchez, Smirnov and Sorenson will work together. Since Anderson can't seem to play nice with others, he'll work with Deluca. The three of you are going to focus on this morning's case, and you two will continue with what you were doing," He finishes with a dismissive nod, letting us know to get the hell out of his office. I push out of my chair and wait for Sanchez to stand from hers. James exits the room first and we follow. Sanchez holds her right hand in her left, rubbing at her knuckles. They have already started to redden and swell.

He seemed determined to pretend that any space Blame occupied was as invisible as nonexistent objects. “Your suit is perfect on you,” started Blame, her hands at her back, fingers crossed. He’s wearing the same suit as Hail’s, but his was the color of midnight-blue. “Look, I didn’t mean any of it, okay?” She moved her toes in a circle, pouting a little. “I was just concern you’ll end up hurting each other.” With a grunt, Briane turned, crossing his arms. “Won’t you forgive your sweetie? Please?”