The Blue Bar Novels & Stories

Several glasses were already set on the table—drinks he had mixed earlier, but the woman before him had taken only a sip of each before setting them aside. "Another," Sarah said as she pushed the latest glass away. The Blue Star cocktail shimmered under the flashing lights, its deep blue hue glowing with an almost hypnotic brilliance. But something felt off—it was missing something. Was it the aroma of Cabernet Sauvignon? Or was it something else entirely? The bartender didn’t refuse her request. After all, she was paying. As he prepared another drink, Sarah let her gaze drift over the sea of men and women inside the bar. Unexpectedly, her eyes landed on a familiar figure in the dimly lit co

“Come in.” She pushed open the door and stepped inside, her eyes taking in the modern yet elegant decor of the office. It was a testament to Asher Kingsley’s refined taste—clean lines, luxurious materials, and an expansive view of New York’s skyline. Asher himself was seated behind a minimalist desk, engrossed in a stack of blueprints. His intense blue eyes lifted to meet hers, and for a moment, the outside world seemed to vanish.

“Alright, alright. You’re serious about this. I’ll ask around. Maybe Rhonda or Robbie has a contact. One of them’s bound to know someone who reads the weather.” Raven perked up. “You’d do that?” “Of course,” Cullen said, shrugging. Raven rolled his eyes. “Right. I’ll be sure to leave a cryptic voicemail reminder. You always forget.” Cullen chuckled. “Or better yet, just send him my way when you get the number. Tell them to find me at Blue Heavens. You know, my work address.” Cullen gave him a skeptical look. “Blue Heavens? That’s what you’re calling it now?”

I said, opening the meeting without preamble, seeing no benefit in pretending otherwise. “We have.” Councilwoman Merit, the eldest among them and the sharpest, folded her hands on the table with the particular precision of a woman who’d spent decades choosing her words carefully. “Ashcombe’s approach to the Fenmore and Cray packs this week wasn’t subtle. They’re testing whether the neutral territories would support a challenge to Silvermoon’s current standing, should this marriage fail to solidify as planned.” “It will solidify.” I kept my voice level, though the confidence in it cost me more effort than I wanted to admit, given everything currently unresolved in my own household.

Bryant says. “Very good.” I tell him. Blue squeezes my hand and nods in Bryant’s direction. “Thank you for all your assistance.” I tell Bryant. “Of course, sir.” The car goes silent and my eyes drift down to where Blue’s hand is in mine on my lap. I turn them over so that her’s are on top of mine and I unlink our fingers. Her hand goes flat the same time mine does and I see how small her are compared to mine. I also notice she has her nails painted some crazy color of orange. When did she do that? She bends her fingers at the knuckle and taps her fingers on my palm before dancing them down so that our finger tips are aligned. I’m not sure what she’s doing but I also can’t stop watching it. I

Calming, taking deep breaths, and flickering a glance up at Toya once more. “My eyes… what did you see?” It’s the only thing she said that stuck. “Blue isn’t your color when you engage whatever this was.” Kaelin is the one to answer, and this surprises me. Because I have wolved the last few days and blue is for sure my constant color no matter what form I am in. They never change as they never have. Always blue, eternally glowing since birth. Just brighter as a wolf. “So what were they?” “Purple… well, blue purple sort of.” Toya shrugs, like she isn’t sure she actually saw that color, and Kaelin nods because he saw it too.

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

I paced around nervously while she just laughed at me. "Calm down missy." "Calm down?, I'm meeting his mom, his freaking mother Naomi, how the hell can I be calm?" Henry had called me earlier and told me to get ready, he said he'll be at my place in half an hour and we would be going to his mother's place. "You look awesome babe." "You think so?"I accessed myself in the mirror for the third time. Naomi had chosen a blue dress that was flair from the waist down because of my stomach. It stopped just at my knees and had silver decorations all over it.

Gaurvi said to Tami. " It is okay... Sri is there to do, the cutting of the ribbon ceremony. " She replied. " Thanks, I am feeling better now... You can go and see the barat now. " " I can see it from the balcony... I can stay here with you or send Roohi di if you want. " " Okay, send Roohi. " Gauravi replied and Tami went away.

Ginny watched in rapture and awe as she continued sucking on her straw. The rest of us, including Laina, had ordered beers. She leaned back in her chair and took her first mouthful, and then scanned the bar with her beautiful blue eyes. Even in the near darkness of the lower level of the bar, I was struck by how electric they were. It was like looking at the ocean on a bright sunny day. They were almost turquoise. My brother leaned his elbows on the table. “So? Are you going to give us the highlights of the race or what?”