Blue Mind の小説・ストーリー

Deeply, I inhaled, pulling his perfect warm scent into my lungs. I snuggled closer, if possible. We were practically tangled up in each other's arms. It's nice. A low groan came from his side at my movement, he slowly rolled to his back, blinking away the sleep. With his other hand, he rubbed at his eyes and I lifted my gaze up, watching him. He blinked slowly, once, twice before his mesmerizing deep ocean eyes drifted to me. I smiled, finding relief in finally admiring my favorite part. They weren't ordinary, no, not the boring blue color of the sky. They were like the sea, crystal, deep, so damn deep - shimmering and clashing and beating.

My heart almost leapt out of my chest as the sudden voice spoke to me, though I tried to pretend I had heard her sneak up on me by playing it calm and collected. “Ah, well, there is a lot to worry about,” I said as I lowered my gaze and looked over to the woman behind me. She had flowing platinum blonde hair, ice-blue eyes, and looked about my age. She was slender, moved with an air of grace, and was utterly beautiful. Had I not had found a mate in Rem, I would have wished for her to be my mate.

The man in the middle walked to Alex who was now standing by my side "Welcome to the Blues, we're happy to have you here" "Thanks" Alex replied "Where is the B-key?" The blue man in the middle turned back and asked "Here" the man on his right replied, turned back and a pot appeared on his hands The blue man in the middle took it from him and handed it to Alex "Use it to wash your foot, your hands and your face respectively. All of you" When Alex was done, he passed it to me. The moment I washed my face with the blue water, my eyes became opened and I saw everything.

“How many people have you killed, Blue... Iris?” Her eyes suddenly widened, lips parted, then she gulped, but the gun remained pressed against my groin. “H-how d-did you know?” Her question was hesitant and wary. Huh! I could distract her. “My mom had a flower shop. Of all the flowers, she chose iris to bring home every day and placed it in my room. As annoying as it is, I liked the blue one. Your eyes are blue like an iris flower. They remind me of her.”

The worst thing imaginable is being a Ramos-Benley-Troy sandwich. I let out a breath of relief when Ramos happily obliges and takes my place beside the idiot he calls his only friend. "I love black beaches." I sigh in content and lean back on my beach towel, enjoying the contrast of the blue waters against the black sand. I'm glad Minnesota's Onyx Beach has recently been opened to the public. I gotta admit, it's in pristine condition. Still, it does not make me want to swim in the warm water, especially because this site was once used for taconite mining.

I gasp. My eyelids fly open. “What is it?” Mitch asks with great interest. Standing, as well. Blue had not been a hue I’d contemplated, for fear it would meld right into the ocean scenery. No, I want something that grabs and commands attention. I immediately visualize a shade so rich and brilliant, a blue-turquoise so sensational, it truly would be a beacon. Turquoise and white. With a darker blue or possibly black as a faint enhancement around the fringes to make it all pop.

"We meet our soulmates when we're on our soul path." – Karen M. Black I stood at a cliff on the beach. The sea breeze blew vigorously into my face letting my hair fly behind me freely. The sun slowly dipped into the unknown depths of the vast sea and stealthily disappeared from my sight. The sky is painted with the brightest colors in nature; yellow, orange, and red. A peaceful smile tugged on my moist lips as I hugged myself from the cold breeze continuously envoloping my body. I knew I wore a light blue flowy dress up to my knees and its blue hue has turned purple because of the red color hanging in the air. Still, everything looked peaceful with the waves rumbling into the rocks. It felt

“In. Out. Nothing else. Not fire. Not pain. Not the Silver Moon Wolf Clan. Just air.” I breathed in and counted in my head. One, two, three, four. “Match my rhythm,” he said. Soon our breathing fell into the same pace. The rush of thoughts in my mind slowed down. “Now call Blue,” Alpha Gray said. “Do not drag her. Ask her to come.” I turned my focus inward. Blue? I called in my mind. At first, there was only quiet. Then I felt her presence step forward. She appeared in the inner space of my mind looking solid, calm and stronger than before. She lowered her head to me in a respectful bow.

“There has to be a story there, but Daemon is the most secretive member of the warriors I know. He barely talks. No one knows a thing about him, other than his… well... his…” "Sleeping around?" I rolled my eyes, getting on my feet again. "You can say it, Lena. Everyone in the Blue Moon Pack knows it, even if they don't talk about it." “Yeah,” she sighed. “That.” Lean moved towards me, unzipping my dress and letting it pool around my feet. I stepped out of it and walked to the bathroom. “You can go to bed, Lena. I want to be alone.” “Are you sure, Annie? I mean… I am not…”

"Try this one." Sapphira twisted, watching her reflection in the mirror. The metallic blue dress hugged her waist and flared out at her hips, its enormous skirts completely covering her feet. It was heavy, and the bodice pinched her ribs as she breathed. It had been a long time since she had worn a dress like this. "Oh, you look beautiful, dear." "Thank you. I can't take it, though." She frowned pensively, looking back at her reflection and swishing the skirts.