Sky Blues Novels & Stories

Rainbow Me: where are we going? Blue : Stirling Me: how are we gonna get there? If we swim from here, we'll have to be human and travel again She sighed Blue: Close your eyes Me: why Blue : just do it Me: okay, I'll close them I closed them and two minutes later she tapped me Me: should I open now? Blue: yes, you're free I opened my eyes and we were in a different place Me: where are we?

“Sebastian.” “Sebastian,” Seb smirked. “I like the way that sounds from you, Alexander.” “What? Don’t call me Alexander,” Alex laughed. “It sounds weird coming from you.” “Now that I think about it,” Seb said, moving even closer towards Alex. “Why in the world did you tell me your name was Blue? I get if you wanted to lie about your name but Blue just sounds so random so why Blue?” Feeling colour creep towards his cheek, Alex looked into Seb’s blue eyes. “It’s a secret.”

The man was chalk white, so pale that he almost looked sickly, even his eyes were a unique shade of pale blue that looked like he didn't have pupils, the entire color just blended into one. "Sloane, I wish I could say it is a pleasure." Caleb took a step forward, breaking the uneasy silence. "Caleb, I wish I could say the same but the offer was too good to pass up," Sloane sounded bored and tired already. I could sense the violence brewing in the air when Sloane locked eyes with Caleb. It was wrong that this had to devolve into a bloody bloodbath when it could be averted and I don't think I want to see anyone die…from either pack which is why I made the stupid mistake of opening my big mouth

"It's literally a Blue Moon." He released his grip while apologizing as he took a step back, Luna Dani gliding my hair back to where it had been while I stared between the two of them, I could feel that my cheeks were flushed now. Would others react in such a way? Is it a big deal that it's blue?

I take it without looking at her then hold it up in the hidden hollow of my blankets. A stranger’s eyes stare back at me. Numbness chases a sharp spike of pain that he was right. The icy blue I’ve had and loved my whole life, the color that marked me as a Solberg, is gone. In its place is a warm hazel, all brown and gold with the barest hint of green. A color I might even call pretty on someone else. In my face, it looks monstrous.

The touch sent a shiver racing down Blue’s spine, but he didn’t pull away. “Come back,” River whispered, the words more command than plea. “Don’t let this darkness swallow you whole.” Blue looked down at their hands—at the thin thread of connection holding him together—and something inside him cracked. He wanted to say yes. He wanted to let go of the chaos and fall into River like he always did. But the ghosts of his past whispered louder. “You don’t understand,” Blue murmured, tears stinging his eyes. “The darkness isn’t swallowing me, River. I am the darkness.”

"Oh? So…this little thing is your brother, and this one you know,too? He's quite cute... Then... let's start with them. Let's see how beautiful their crystal is and whether it will match my new nail art style. Next, it'll be your turn, dear Princess." Lisa laughed, a light, tinkling sound that scraped like glass on stone. She leaned closer to Lyra, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper filled with malice: "I want to see the blue. I hear it’s the color of deep, still water just before a storm…or perhaps." A high-pitched whine filled the room. The crystal probe glowed with an eerie blue-white light. Without ceremony, without another word, Lisa plunged it precisely into Lyra’s chest, d

“We’re going home. We’re going back to the pack.” “The pack...” he whispered, his eyes fluttering open. They weren't sapphire anymore; they were dark violet, reflecting the sky outside. I looked up through the windshield and my heart hit my throat. The sky wasn't blue. It was a deep, bleeding crimson, streaked with veins of black lightning that thundered. High, piercing wails that vibrated through the metal of the car.

filtered out the specific wavelengths of light required for their non-Sombra metabolism. "It’s a 'Photonic-Siege,' Avery," Dr. Vogel said, his face illuminated by the harsh blue light of the monitors. "The Sombra-Net is using its control over the upper atmosphere to 'Starve' the Blue-Standard. If we don't drop that column, the 'Green-Earth' will be a 'Brown-Earth' in seventy-two hours. The 'Blue-Standard' reclamation will be nothing more than a localized biological hiccup."

Liquidation is absolute. ​"The Apex Bloom is entering its third phase," Franco announced, his voice dropping into a lethal register. "The physical trials are over. The psychological games are over. Phase Three is total, unmitigated betrayal." ​The heavy steel doors that led back to the living quarters slammed shut with a deafening boom. Red emergency lights bathed the room in a bloody, pulsing glow.