The Blue Umbrella Novels & Stories

In the middle of a scene, he puts his arm around me and I walk up to him. -I really like you Mindy. I pull away and get up from the couch. -This is happening so fast," I was about to leave, but he stops my arm. -Please don't go. -Let go of me. -Please, you have to remember me, don't you remember me at all," he hugged me from behind and whispered in my ear. "Blue lake." -¿Blue lake? -Blue lake. -¿What's wrong with you? -It's not working.

“Fine. But only because I don’t want to be fussed at when I get back.” He stopped and looked at me and nodded toward the stairs. “Best listen. Uma and Blue are the worst.” I followed him towards the stairs. “Who is Blue?” “The house manager of the Blood Moon Estate,” he smiled softly. “She’s somewhere in between a doting aunt and a worrying older sister to me.” I laughed. “It sounds like she cares about you a lot.” He nodded and stopped outside one the doors and nodded inside. “I’ll see you late.”

Upon finishing from his side, Jonathan moved towards Iris who was trembling like a leaf under the heated gaze of Leonard. "Iris, now you would repeat whatever I would say." She turned her gaze down when Jonathan's eyes matched her. She was not going to let that happen so easily. It shouldn't be like this. "I, Iris Lockwood....... " Jonathan started to speak the phrase that Iris had to repeat before Leonard would mark her under the Blue Moon. This was the one-time opportunity that Leonard would get at that moment. If he would fail to mark her that day, he had to wait for a long to get it. That would be a risk on his part too. In case Iris's previous owner returns and has already left an impre

I glowered at him when we passed, which he didn't seem to notice while he was busy drooling after Blaze's back. The rain was still pouring hard outside. The guard handed a black umbrella to us, which I suspected was the one that Uno brought from earlier. My stomach churned at the thought of being closer to her. It was something I wouldn't get used to. Blaze opened the umbrella and pulled me to her side protectively, reminding me of who I was currently with.

Horrifying. I found a long stick which was kept there for…. God knows what reason. Maybe the apartment was too old and didn’t have any security or locks, so if by chance anyone encounters any kind of danger, he/she may use the stick to save himself or herself from the attacker, it’s just my assumption. But what if the attacker is not something or someone which can be tackled with just a stick? What if it is a…spirit? No, no I’m just being paranoid. I grabbed the stick and crouched down, as far as possible from the box. Then with the help of the stick I tried to open the month of the box. My hands were trembling like crazy but I have to do this.

Raindrops quickly ran down the umbrella's curves and landed on their shoulders from the sides. Jeff Gray's right shoulder was wet from the rain, so he grabbed the handle and pushed it toward himself. "My shoulder is all wet from the rain," he said. "You have a house on your side. Ryan Dixon grabbed the handle tightly, not wanting to move or care about him. "Are you blind? What kind of house is that? The umbrella is just this big, and if you push it over to my side, I can both get wet."

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."

The pie-shaped sections of her umbrella alternated pink, purple and gray. “Nice day, huh?” she said, smiling. She looked up at the rain bouncing off and sluicing over the edges of the invisible barrier above Leesa and Rave’s heads. “That’s pretty cool, Leesa. If you can figure out a way to add some bright colors to that thing, you might have a winner.”

She quickly pushed the door open and got off the car, holding onto her umbrella as she walked in front of Blake. She held the blue umbrella over their heads and raised her chin slightly. With astonishment and slight love in her clear eyes, she asked, "Blake, what's wrong?"