The Blue Bar Novels & Stories

"If I was a color," my sister's voice sounds unusually sultry. "I would be violet." "Why violet?" Tatiana asks. "Because violet is a mysterious color and I have to say I'm full of mysteries." I never thought Mckayla could be so poetic, but then again she's high out of her mind, we all are. Tatiana giggles. "Then I guess I'm green." "Because you love the environment?" Kristen asks, laughing as well.

I was caught off guard as the kids ignored Rem’s Alpha voice and bounded over to him with excitement and no regard for their lives, apparently! The youngest grabbed Rem’s hair and held it up for the others to see. “I told you it was blue! It was dark last night, but I knew it!” He said beaming with a bright smile. The eldest kid folded his arms and scoffed, “it’s not natural! He obviously dyed it!” “Why would he kill his hair?” The younger asked, confused, still holding Rem’s hair as he inspected it for ‘death’. “No, no,” the middle-aged one chimed in, “it means to make it a different colour! Not that sort of died!”

Its leave-less branches is bent in a way that provides some kind of shade on a big hole in the ground. I squint my eyes to help clear my vision and move slowly towards the hole and that's when I see it too. ********************************

Feeling giddy, Mikayla put on the bracelet and did a little spin for the guests. Cory let out a whistle. “Ben, this must have cost you a pretty penny.” Ben grinned. “All that matters is that Mikayla loves it.” Turning around, Ben walked toward me. He held a smaller carton and passed it to me. “This one’s for you, Kaycee.” I set my drink down and took the box. The packaging was very basic, without even a seal sticker. I peeked inside and found a generic blind-box plushie. It was from an old series that had been popular two years back.

The aroma is sweet with a hint of floral and fruit. Here on Bluestoria, blue roses are sacred, meaning purity, power, sensitivity, and love. They also symbolize peace, expectations, and anticipation. The blue rose is a perfect flower for telling a loved one that you are thinking about the evolution of your relationship or showing your love for someone you find unreachable. The unimaginable joy of the beginning of a new venture. It signifies a fresh start in love. It brings the hope of falling in love and makes miracles happen. It’s the mystery of the impossible.

Nora scoffed, hands on her chest “You make it sound like you weren’t overjoyed when I brought Up with the suggestion!” Damian laughed heartily, the sound resonating in the room like music. Blue couldn’t help but admire how his lips stretched into a wide smile, revealing his pearly white teeth. That moment, light and playful, felt like a breath of fresh air, even as Blue sensed the lingering tension. Nora continued to explain various business terms and concepts to Blue, making suren't feel left out. This small act of kindness warmed Blue’s heart, even as she felt the weight of piercing gazes on her. She dared not look up, unsure of what she might find in their eyes.

he asked over the loud music playing in the bar. "He has a very weird hobby and enjoys such places like this. I've heard that he owns this establishment too, and this place is a costume-themed bar. It appears as a bar on the outside, but there is a large black market running on the inside," Dylan explained as they walked up to the bartender. "Good evening, gents. What would you like to have?" the handsome, blonde bartender greeted with a smile. "We'd have a Blue Ocean with purple bees, room 001 please," Dylan ordered.

He screamed. "Blue moon wolf, remember?" I stated crossing my arms across my chest. He went into a rage. He tried to rip the bars off the mounts and get inside, but my barrier kept him from succeeding. All the while I was laughing making him rage more. "You still think you will win dont you?" I asked in between laughing. "You will lose. Though it will fill me with joy when i watch you fully accept your loss." I finished saying as I flung the plate through the bars and into his face. I watched him stomp off like a spoiled rotten child, I was laughing so hard I cried.

I work at a bar but I am yet to stand the smell of alcohol up close like this invading my space. In an attempt to get away from him, I look behind him. “Is that a blue pin I see on the wall?” I walk over there and observe this astonishing object. “I have never seen one up close, they say it matches the heavens.” I pull it from the wall and observe it like someone who has just made a discovery.

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.