Sky Blues Novels & Stories

Alsie POV- I’m so confused and frustrated. I’m not understanding what Anubis is trying to find out. Does he think my mates aren’t my mates? I put my hand out and Slyvia took my hand in hers, then she reached for Osiris’s hand. Slyvia closed her eyes and a few moments later she opened them, the milky white color that was present on the sides of her blue iris’s had almost completely coated her beautiful blue eyes. It was cool and eerie at the same time.

“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…”

The blue of the sky was an insult. It was a perfect, crystalline cerulean—the kind of blue that only existed in pre-cataclysm postcards or the most expensive tiers of the Aethelgard simulation. It was the color of peace, of a world reborn, of a "Hard-Reset" that should have signaled the end of our suffering. But as I stood on the grey, salt-crusted sand of the Pacific shoreline, that blue felt like a mocking screen, a new layer of paint over a rotting house.

As soon as I got to the split in the path, my attention was instantly pulled towards my destined mate and at the same time, my heart broke. He was handsome, that was absolutely certain. He stood about six-foot-something, was athletic in build but not overly muscular and had dyed blue hair, which he had grown out past his shoulders. His stubble, however, was rather blond, which hinted at the true colour of his hair. Two beautiful blue eyes had flecks of green within them, which melted my heart. Yet his expression was one of knowing what I was, and he was not happy to see me at all.

Ada asked with an optimistic tone. "Oh! Me! Can I!?" A loud bubbly voice waved her arms up from the far left corner of the classroom. Scarlett spotted a teen with white dyed hair that had an umbre effect which faded into an amethyst blue colour halfway down to the ends. Her eyes were a shiny cobalt blue, compared to Scarlett's ocean eyes.

Alex asked being confused. "Come on you should know it already. She was born in a Blue Moon. The purest blood runs in her veins. And there are very few pure blood people left. So when one can actually claim her in Blue Moon to mark her as his. But as she is already marked by another strong wolf who has the dark blood it would be easier for him to claim her and he doesn't need to do it in Blue Moon." Leonard's nose scrunched when those words got registered in his brain. But now that she already has a mark Lycan needs to wait for Blue Moon.

Sapphira didn't know what sort of help Katrice might need, but she was more than happy to oblige, considering she didn't know many people who would give her an entire outfit for free. Sapphira took a longer route home, so she could drop her bags home before returning the car. The woods were peaceful at this time of day, waiting for the sun to set and the moon to rise. The sky shone pink through the trees, and she caught sight of a couple of wolves on patrol as she pulled up the drive to her cabin. As she slammed the car door shut, two yellow eyes peered out of the bushes. "Yes, boys?" Sapphira smiled.

Gray asks him, as we all take in the wreckage that was our camp. Strips of cloth and bent and broken metal, that just a few hours ago were tents, lay in tatters, skewered all over the ground. Tons of blood stains the dark brown forest floor. Torn pieces of bloodied flesh scattered across our campsite. I can’t help the sigh that escapes my lips. Luckily, nobody is paying any attention to me. “They’ll be okay,” Bo answers, his blue eyes dark with the reality of our current situation. “I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.”

“No, Cole, the man in the room isn't Alessandro. He's rather a monster.” As if on cue, a howl resounded throughout the house and Thalia shivered, “You can hear that? It's Alessandro!” Blaze moved towards the curtain and stared at the sky. “I did the same thing when I saw him changing. It's weird, and his eyes didn't have their usual colour. Instead, it was a vantablack.” “Shít!” Blaze yelled, moving to the door. “You need to move away from the door, Thalia.”

In fact, she secretly liked the gentlemanly nature of Emmet, who has ever been respectful and well-mannered, something Nezeira admires in people. "Yes, sorry, I don't fit well in gatherings like this.", Nezeira apologized. "It's alright, I like peaceful places too, like this one," Emmet said looking at Nezeira with the utmost affection, something she never reciprocated. Perhaps for Emmet, she didn't have to. Her straight, seemingly emotionless face appeals more to him. He stood beside her and asked, "Princess, your eyes. Why it is blue rather than red? As far as we all know vampires have red eyes."