Show Me Royal Blue Novels & Stories

I was wrong… She power-stand up instead. “The dresses… which color do you think will look better on me?” She asks, holding out the two ball gowns that looks somehow identical in styling. “ Ohm… the wine red?” She makes a face, squinting her eyes at both dresses. “ Nah! I will go with the navy-blue. It speaks royal.” “ I doubt that. When you talk about royalty, red is the color. It’s Stormhalt coat-of-arm color.” I suggest.

She's right even I'm shocked but ever since that day we stayed together in his penthouse things have REALLY changed. "I know"I grin and grab my clutch. I walk to the mirror and look at myself. Carly is right I do look beautiful. The royal blue dress I'm wearing is both sexy and elegant. Sexy because of its open back, beautiful V neck and a side split showing my leg and elegant because of the way it perfectly fits my body. My hair is in waves over one side of my shoulder, the royal blue colour perfectly matches my ring. "Now go have fun and make me a God mother"Carly yells pushing out the door.

She raised her eyes to meet the icy blue eyes overseeing her. He was a royal. This vampire was a freaking royal. Only the close members of the vampire royal family had blue eyes. Every other vampire had red eyes, which turned black when they were hungry. She was trying to remember what she had ever heard about them. It was more a story than actual knowledge. The royal vampires were a mystery, as there were not many of them left. They were living in a castle, but no one knew its location. Clearly, it's a story. But now it looked like the story was true as she was looking at the living proof of that—a vampire with electric blue eyes.

I moved the paper aside and gasped. It was a gown made of the most beautiful silk I had ever seen. The color was hard to describe. It wasn't navy, and it wasn't royal blue. It was a deep, icy, shimmering shade of blue that looked like the ocean at midnight. It was cold and beautiful all at once. "It’s... it’s amazing," I whispered, reaching out to touch the fabric. It was cool against my skin. "That color has a name," Cade said, standing behind me. He placed his hands on my shoulders. "In the fashion world, they call it 'Miller Blue.' My mother had it created years ago. It’s the color of my family. It’s the color of my company."

“The red means you join the left faction, and the blue means you join the right faction.” I glanced at Prince Franklin who kept a straight and angry face. The King then held two white dies out, and threw them on a table. “Choose.” He ordered. I immediately chose, and then he nodded at me to uncoat it. I slowly and gently unwrapped it, and everyone watched with silence and anticipation except the two royals in the room. “Blue.” I muttered, showing him the color. The king had a smirk on his face. All of a sudden, Franklin unsheathed his sword and slammed it on the table. It was a clean strike at something I could not yet see. Everyone looked shocked, including the King.

(Don't marry your assistant) It took a lot of contemplation but with enough pressure from Kathleen he finally managed to get into the car, dressed in a simple royal blue shirt with two buttons down and casual pants. Royal blue was his mother's least favorite color, she usually said the color reminded her of commoners in the most disdainfully way possible and he loved to piss her off.

We bought a large farm, the boys liked exploring it, and Royal got to talk our ears off at dinner on everything they saw. I shook my head just thinking of Royal. He was loud, a very happy child, and had a completely different personality to Blue. My heart clenched every time I thought of my oldest son. You only got one word answers out of him, he was always guarded, always watching the room as if expecting something bad to happen. Royal’s voice got louder, him giggling, then they came to view. I was beginning to think Blue only went out with Royal just to keep guard of him.

She replied nervously. They all finished breakfast and both Clay and Yale headed out to help with the harvest. Jenna smiled at them both, “see you two later.” They both smiled as they left. Clay looking like he was about to keel over and accept his fate. Adleigh smiled at Jenna as she grabbed her hand, “Come with me!” she said as she pulled her upstairs. They climbed the top of the staircase until they got to a door. Adleigh opened it and pulled Jenna inside. The room was pink. It was decorated with elegant furniture. Jenna smiled as she took in her surroundings, “This is your room?” she asked while looking at how beautiful it was. Adleigh smiled, “It is. I have always loved my room. My mom

He says and I giggle, rolling my eyes. "You're such an idiot. I really want you to help so you're going to help." I say with finality in my voice. He sighs and sits up straight. "Royal blue looks nice." He says and I nod agreeing with him. "With a few hints of gold or silver?" I ask and he nods. "But that's also an over used theme, don't you think?" He asks and I nod. "Why don't we go with the gold and white you chose first. It's simple yet elegant. Just to your liking and mine." He say and I look at him and shake my head.

The kind who has the ability to manipulate heavenly elements such as lightning,' Raja informed. 'Are you sure?' 'A hundred and one percent sure, my lady.' "What is the strongest kind?" Prince Martin asked. "I haven't read much about dragons." "A full blown fire dragon," Demitri answered. "This one isn't, though." Everyone's eyes drifted to me at once. "What did you mean, Princess? Do you know what kind of dragon that is?" Prince David looked around, getting ready for any possible attacks. "A blue dragon." I gulped before I proceeded to my scripted explanation. "A dragon that can manipulate heavenly elements such as lightning and thunder."