The Blue Bar Novels & Stories

Teddy smirks, but there’s a flicker of jealousy he doesn’t quite hide. Inside, the bar is packed. Shirtless bartenders are slinging cocktails with flair, their abs almost as defined as their pour skills. Most of the crowd is male—handsome, flirty, and already tipsy. A few glam girls are sprinkled throughout, but the ratio is definitely skewed. One of the bartenders sees me and lights up. “Blue’s back!” he shouts over the music, sliding me a drink without even asking. I take it and blow a cloud of vape smoke into his face, watching it swirl around his grin.

He spoke. The papers flying around them fell slowly. "Then, Hail– " Blue said and stared straight in his eyes. Blue’s eyes are the color of the forest that is piercing Hail’s soul. " – how about this life? Your dream? Do you – " he said and lowered his head. " – not remember this all?" he asked. His voice is low. Hail felt his heart stop beating for a moment, and the surrounding moved so fast as fast as a bullet train. His hair fluttered together with the papers when a carriage went past them. He just looks at Blue. Blue is hanging his head. A moment of silence fell on them.

Daemon’s POV He hadn't changed a wink since the last time I saw him, which was years ago. He was still tall and lanky, those bright blue eyes taking the room with such ease, rare to find. He had always been that way, taking on life with such excitement. "Balor!" The name fell from her lips easily as he crossed the space. That was when I noticed the flowers in his hands. Tulips. Not exactly Annie's favorite, but there was no way he could have known that.

he asked as his eyes narrowed while looking at Rai and Shane who were staring intensely at Stelle. Stelle trembled in fear as his face turned pale. He hasn’t seen Rai and Shane this angry and cold before! But, knowing that they wanted an answer, he immediately spoke. “My… my brother said that they will meet in the Blue Sky Bar!” he told them. Rai and Shane’s expressions immediately improved when they heard the name of the bar. They are playboys and also have money, so they also go to bars and clubs. And the Blue Sky Bar is the most high-end bar among all the bars. It is also famous for no messy things like fighting, women stripping or pole dancing, nor drugs. So, Blue Sky Bar is also said to

she made to speak but I cut her off "You're wearing blue and you're a princess" I paused as her eyes widened and she shuffled closer to me. I chuckled at her curiosity. Guess it runs in the family. A whole family of curious cats "or you aren't a princess anymore?" "No" she blurted "I mean yes, I am a princess" "So it's settled" I said "blue is a princess color and don't let you're friends tell you otherwise. OK ?". She nodded furiously making her soft wild curls bounce on her head.

My feelings were mixed, yet there was a hint of anticipation and sweetness. I couldn't look him in the eyes. Stealing a glance at him, I gave a soft response. William said nothing more. The car stopped in front of the Barnes' villa. He got out first, then came around to open my door. I noticed the diamond ring on his left ring finger catching the light. Since putting it on at our engagement ceremony, he had never taken it off.

Damn, this girl, maybe it’s just the full moon tonight having me more unhinged, but it took everything in me not to go to her. I turned towards the bar and looked at the lads to get a closer look at her. Naya was talking to the bartender, grabbing drinks for everyone, and handing the new girl a bottle of Blue Moon beer. When she went to take the bottle, she glanced to the right, locking eyes with me. I smirked, and she smirked back before she shook her head shyly, walking away with the girls. That was it; I had to talk to her. I turned to walk towards their table, but as I did so, three females walked over to us and started chatting us up. Reed threw his arm around my shoulder, clinking his

This place is sex den. I moved through the crowd and I walked to the bar to look for Blue. I was tired and my head was banging hard. I got to the bar and I couldn't find Blue. I let out a sigh, as I pulled out a seat and tried to recollect my thoughts. I couldn't leave without Blue, she was with the key to the house. “Can I get you something to drink, Miss?” I looked up to see a guy who was standing behind the counter. I smiled back to not come off as snobbish.

I pull my sticky trousers from my relieved body and step into the shower to wash away the evidence of my dirty deed. The hot water works it’s magic and within ten minutes I feel refreshed and ready to start a busy Friday at The Blue Moon Bar and Grill. I had bought it as a rundown country bar from an elderly man who wanted to retire somewhere warmer. After reaching a deal on the price of the property and scraping together every last penny I could put my hands on, I was the proud owner of the most run down bar in the state. I fell in love with the place and have worked tirelessly over the last thirty years to turn it into the well-known meeting place it is today. The bar itself has been fully