Blue Covers の小説・ストーリー

he asked her, his eyes staring off at the dark blue water which stretched on for miles and miles in front of them. "It can mean many things. There is light blue and there is dark blue too. The water is dark blue in the dark, but when it is morning, it turns light. Light blue can mean calmness, stability, intelligence and confusion. Dark blue can mean sadness, depression or even communication," she explained and Nolan nodded slowly. "Maybe that is why your eyes are dark blue. It is because you are sad," he muttered under his breath. Natalie felt her breath hitch as his eyes flickered to hers immediately after he spoke and his bright blue eyes were shining in the darkness. She could feel the e

Cilyna thought before throwing the vampire she had been tussling with into a witch running towards her. "Blue Moon shifters! I've heard of them but I thought they were only myth." Jake, Ciaran's beta, spoke up through the link. "They rank with the hybrid. All eradicated before given the chance for life." Ciaran said. Two howls broke through the air, loud and clear. Somehow Cilyna knew it was her children. With their howls, all the vampires in the area feel to the ground curling in on themselves before turning to ash were the lay. Cilyna could see that Ciaran's huge white wolf was struggling to stay standing, whimpering and pawing at his ears. As the silence enveloped then again, Cilyna looke

I think I heard it when Aaron was telling me but I could not think when he did mention it. “Well, Craving Virus was the substance that gives Blue Blood their superhuman strength and speed. They also have great night vision than humans. If so, I wish to learn their secret,” my master said as I was looking at him. “Sir?” His Holiness turned to look at me as he was staring outside the window. He smiled weakly before he took his seat.

“Thalia… you asked for wine to cool your head and I gave you just that. Why are you trying so hard to push it?” “I’m not.” “And do you intend to cool off when you keep talking?” “Now… listen to this. I get to tell you everything you need to know about me, too. This is an opportunity for you to get answers to all your questions about…” “Blue… Deep ocean blue,” he cut her off. Thalia blinked. “H-huh? What’s that?” “The color.”

A murmur rippled through the hall. Rhun exhaled slowly. “That answer would suffice from any other Alpha.” Kael’s jaw tightened by a fraction. “But not from you,” Rhun continued. “Because you are not like the others.” No. He wasn’t. Blue Alphas were never like the others. They were containers. Vessels. They absorbed what others bled out — grief, resentment, unspoken violence. The things that tore packs apart. Over time, it accumulated, pressing inward until the Alpha either shattered… or disappeared.

The way her pupils widen as she rides me has my cock growing inside her. Her eyes have a different glow to them, almost like she isn't just human. It's not red or yellow, like weres or vampires. No, this color is a light blue. It makes her whole eye shine with it. I ignore it opting for the pleasure she can bring me while I hold her hips and pull her into me.

“Bluey!! You finally came. For a second I thought you abandoned me and left me to rot here. Can you imagine Amanda even came here to tell me you wouldn't come and that Isabel wasn't my child, such nonsense”. Mr gold chuckled weakly. Bluey stood tall with her shiny blue dress and dark shades to hide all the evil behind her eyes. It seems blue was her favorite color just like her name. Isabel stood just beside her mother, her face nonchalant and calm.

Brendan blinked repeatedly and exhaled, “Wow…” “Cheesy, I know.” “No, that was… sweet,” he smiled faintly. “I can relate, kind of.” She smiled, “Yeah?” He nodded, taking a swig of his wine before speaking, “The type of blue I like is in the sky too, I suppose it’s as dusk is fading into the night. That shade of navy blue you get in the sky where the last bit of the sun still touches, but the moon begins to light the sky too… That’s the blue I like.”

Coming this fall to a streaming platform near you. "Daddy!" Alexander is still yelling. "Daddy, we match! Look! LOOK!" Kyle looks down at himself. Then at Alexander, who is indeed wearing a blue jacket. Then back at himself. "So we do," he says. "What a coincidence." "Technically," Ethan says, examining both of them with scientific intensity, "your blue is cobalt while Alexander's is more of a navy. The wavelength difference is approximately—" "We MATCH," Alexander insists. "We're a TEAM. Team Blue!"