Shades Of Pale Blue Novels & Stories

he begs and I smile at his words. I don't know how he comes up with such a deepening meaning of anything because in seconds he made me switch my mind and made me believe that his house indeed needs a makeover. I don't say anything for a while. "Gradient!" I say. "We can blend sky blue and white. This combo goes better than white and purple", I tell him. "Yeah. That sounds really great", the excitement increases in his voice.

A social butterfly who flitted from group to group, charming everyone around her, making them feel like they were the most important person in the world. And then there was me. I couldn’t help it. I looked at my reflection in the glass door beside me, seeing my pale skin like a stark contrast against the deep shadows of the night. The lack of pigment in my skin had never bothered me as much as it did tonight. My hair, a pale shade of white-blonde, hung limp against my back. My eyes, a pale, almost translucent shade of blue, looked back at me—vulnerable, exposed.

Jon snorted in amusement. That little conversation on colors paved the way to small chatter. Mostly on the superior color. "Purple is better. You can see purple." Jon pointed out, firm on his stance. "Elaine would agree." Wild gave a wolfish grin. "I can hardly see purple. It's more blue than purple." He retorted to Jon. "But you still see it, that's the point." Wild's tail thumped against the dashboard and the door as he fully faced his "opponent". "Blue still overshadows purple. Therefore, blue is still superior." Jon smiled back. "Fine, what about shades. Can you see shades?" Wild nodded immediately. "Black, white, grey, the whole shady spectrum." Jon raised a brow. "Really? Great! Black

The liquid inside was a deep shade of blue, almost like the color of the ocean on a clear day. I turned to Jasper and frowned, "This doesn't look special to me. It's just a vial of blue liquid." Jasper chuckled, "Looks can be deceiving, kitten. That vial contains the essence of a rare and magical herb called moonshade. It's one of the most potent herbs in the world, and it's said to have incredible healing properties."

He disappeared moments later. She noticed that these glass slabs looked a bit different. They were dark blue as compared to the transparent white ones she had always traveled in. unable to resist the curiosity, she asked, Why were the glass slabs blue?” “ That is because Mr. Ben is an immortal. The secure glass passageways that are reserved especially for immortals are color-coded dark blue, madam.” She had still not lifted her head. “ Is there a problem, Naira?” “ No, madam.”

"You're aura is pale mauve, Mila's is sunflower yellow. Kothari is red and Dara is sky blue. I could go on listing everyone, but I think the ones I've already listed explains what I see." Natalia frowned, confusion colouring her expression. "Since we arrived here I've started to notice...I don't know how best to explain it, it's sort of like shadows around everyone. However, they're not coloured as you've just described. Everyone was sort of a shimmering silver...not all over and all the time...just every now and then when they tilt their head expressively. I thought maybe I was seeing auras, but it doesn't sound like what you see, Dante."

As if the environment was adapting to impress me, seduce me, and convince me that there was nothing different from the mortal world. They were, on the other hand, curved bright spots and too large to be mere stars, like small imitations of waning moons, all scattered throughout the sky that took on a shade of dark blue with scarce clouds of a pale pink, in what I imagined to be what would be obtained by mixing black and a small part of red paint. The darkness and the fire above our heads.

"We are attending a work related event and I just happen to be accompanying him. It is not a date." Rachel hummed in understanding. "You work at K-tech." "I do." Seeing that she didn't want to continue with the conversation, Racheal didn't push her. She picked up the pallet of eyeshadows , and brought it in front of her. "What color would you like?" Lisa took a while to reply. "Blue...? Anything that won't stand out too much." Racheal shook her end with a light clicking of her tongue. "Blue definitely isn't your color. Look at your skin. It is already so pale. Any more and you will be looking like a pretty ghost from a 1900's horror movies."

Jaiden smiles, "If you say so. I want to get your opinion on something, while I have you here." I nod as I watch Jaiden get her purse from the countertop, pulling out a few pieces of fabric. "I'm working on an upcoming project," She lays out the fabric on the table, "And I think I want to do these two colors with this texture here. What do you think?" I take a look at the colors, seeing a light yellow and blue situated between a small bubble pattern. "What is the project for?" I ask. "What do you mean?" She asks, taking a seat beside me again.

Not content with leaving her own territory and agreeing to stay in his, she arrived wearing a black coat with baby pink vinyl boots, making him furrow his brow in confusion so she could then get rid of the coat and reveal a short, low-cut dress in the same color and material. "That outfit was pretty cool, by the way. It had that whole latex thing, clinging to your body, the super high boot, that blatantly sexy thing from your fantasies, but, on the other hand, it had something... sweet in the color. You looked like a doll... maybe a short Barbie." He ventured. "Barbie, Harry?" She laughed. "Barbie is a platinum blonde!" "No, ma'am. Only if she was when you played with dolls! There's Barbie b