Sky Blue Anime Novels & Stories

Observing every loop and holes to get the real intent behind her question. "Hmmm... Wonderful...!!!" He said. "Do you mean... that... it's going to be just the last time we're going to be together...?" Somira asked, looking so downcasted. Attending to them, a bar attendant came over to meet them with his oval-shaped tray, and on it were the glasses of drinks which the couple seated behind them ordered for. This time, it was a male personnel. He was looking so handsome and dashing in his sky blue coloured shirt, and a pair of black trousers... well tucked in... with his designers' belt neatly placed in packaging. His hair was obviously black, with a little at one end, tinted in yellowish gold

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

My drool was soaked on a couple of stacks of notes. "I just need to clarify their identities with you." "Your ability can't see through it?" "Their screens are different." "Different how?" "Color." I stroked my bread four to five times. Every status screen is blue, a nice simple bright blue. This never changes, no matter how old you get or how young you are. There are reports of dragons having a dark blue screen. Demons are reported to have purple screens. Yet no human, dwarf, or elf has ever been reported to have a different color status screen from blue.

"It is part of your Royal Council. Your spokesperson for the other territories, and your eyes and ears in human territory.” Kyra again bowed her head, and her straight and drained hair was still messed up with the exaggerated movement. She had beautiful eyes, too deep a blue, which didn't look like a sea or a sky. It was a unique blue, a kind of grayish cyan, or who knows, turquoise with slight touches of amber. It was disconcerting to watch her, and a little exciting, I must admit. I didn't know what being a succubus meant, but I knew that the characteristic explained that strange feeling of wanting to touch and let her touch me. In fact, she belonged to the kingdom of lust, that should mea

Like they were being controlled by her, being called forth by her. A wild storm raged above us with lightening striking the ground and thunder rattling the very air around us. The static from the storm combined with the electricity from Jenevive caused tiny balls of light to begin racing through the room. The tension had boiled to the point of exploding, which it did out of her mouth. She let out an echoing blood curling scream that bounced off the wall and swirled around and around. If I had thought the Soul Eater's scream was high pitched and ear splitting it was nothing compared to Jenevive's.

The ground shook under me and I knew Yukina was moving. Her large body came into few as she stepped towards me. Her scales were white and light blue like the trees that led me here. She was a different kind of dragon than dad. She made me think of the kinds that the Japanese draw. No long wings, just a long slender body that coiled on the ground under her. She looked down at me, her intense light blue eyes stared angrily at me. "A wolf dares come to this place and disturb my peace. Do you have a death wish?" Her voice was smooth and deep. It was beautiful even when it was angered. I cleared my throat trying to get rid of any weakness it held.

hoping to see my mother for some last-minute counsel. Rather, my childhood friend Clara crept in. Her face was pallid, and something that made my stomach turn had taken the place of her normally happy look. "Ivy," she wrung her hands and whispered. "There are rumors... whispers among the pack..." "What rumors?" My voice was sharper than I meant when I asked. Unease pricked at the back of my neck. Clara refused to look at me. "They claim that there is another person. Another blue-haired girl who says—"

She looked at Aldric immediately, the full sustained attention she brought to new people, and the shimmer was present around her in its continuous way, the compass-needle quality of the northeast direction suddenly irrelevant because he was in the room and not northeast of it, he was right there, and she looked at him for a long time with the focused dark eyes that held the warmth behind them. The shimmer didn't change color. It didn't go gold or amber-brown or dark red. It stayed in its usual register, the continuous quiet presence that was now just Kira's ambient state, and it oriented toward him the way it oriented toward people she found interesting rather than any of the specific regist

“There has to be a story there, but Daemon is the most secretive member of the warriors I know. He barely talks. No one knows a thing about him, other than his… well... his…” "Sleeping around?" I rolled my eyes, getting on my feet again. "You can say it, Lena. Everyone in the Blue Moon Pack knows it, even if they don't talk about it." “Yeah,” she sighed. “That.” Lean moved towards me, unzipping my dress and letting it pool around my feet. I stepped out of it and walked to the bathroom. “You can go to bed, Lena. I want to be alone.” “Are you sure, Annie? I mean… I am not…”

Chapter: 23 ****** In the realm of ethereal beauty and boundless wonder, cerulean unfolds before the restless angel's eyes. As he walked down the long, winding path, a symphony of colors danced in the air, painting the sky with hues that defied earthly imagination. Wisps of iridescent clouds drifted lazily, casting shimmering reflections upon the glistening surfaces of crystalline structures that rose majestically from the cerulean ground. Azrael, the Celestial Prince, admired its pristine perfection, finding each new detail more magnificent than the last. He paused in front of an archway of blue flowers and reached out, placing his hand on the wall. He traced the petals with delicate finger