Novels by Blue Bird

David’s POV;“Let’s go back… “I mumble into Salatore’s chest, and he sighs. Causing his chest to rise and fall, and I like how it feels. I feel safe in his arms. That’s dangerous. Very dangerous.“We’re going home. “He replies, and I groan.As we get outside, the cold air slaps my senses, but it’s not enough to clear the haze in my mind. I reluctantly let go of Salvatore as he set me down in the backseat of the car and shuts the door with a heavy thud.I watch as he slips into his seat beside me, and I slide closer to him.“Why are you being a buzz kill? “I question, and he looks down at me. His eyes piercing into my soul, and I smile as I stare at the beauty he is. A few strands of hair obstruct the full beauty of his eyes, and I lean in closer as I tuck them behind his eyes. Exposing the enchanting emerald eyes, and I smile in satisfaction. “I’m having fun. Isn’t that what you wanted? “I speak, and he rolls his eyes before looking away from me.“You were undressing that dancer wit

David’s POV;“Aren’t you going to watch them? “Salvatore speaks as he leans forward, and I take a deep breath.“I’m not interested. “I lie, and he smirks. “How come? “He questions, and I glare at him.“Because there are better things to look at. “I reply in annoyance, and he raises a brow before leaning back into his seat.“Oh? “He replies, and my eyes widen when I realise what I said. I didn’t mean it that way. But it’s no use. He took it that way.I quickly look away from him; the only other place to look at is the stage. Great. I watch as the dancers start. Their bodies move in dangerously seductive routines, and I can hardly tear my gaze away as I watch them. Spineless. Fluid like liquid and fully aware of their assest and the power they have on any viewer. I watch them dance to Mount Everest by Labrinth.I steal a glance at Salvatore, and thankfully, his gaze is on the stage. Good. His focus is not on me. I look down at my hands in discomfort, and then I hear Salvatore order for

David’s POV;It’s one thing to be academically inclined. To be so book smart, you impress almost everyone you meet. And then, it’s another thing to be a complete goober because of the effect somebody has on you.This man… I hate the things he does to me. Look at me trailing after him. Walking closely behind him as he leads me into a world I know absolutely nothing about. This is not my crowd. It has never been. I try to breathe through the thick smell of weed, alcohol and a sea of different perfumes while also trying to hold on to my thoughts despite the powerful bass of music that seems to be shaking the whole building. I look up at Salvatore and watch as his shoulders sway arrogantly as he walks. Same as his healthy, wavy black hair. I remember how he looked at me a few seconds ago, and a small smile splits my face. It’s the first time he has looked at me like that. He wasn’t teasing me, or mocking me, or looking at me with indifference. He looked impressed. There was a bit of resp

David;I keep rubbing my thumbs against each other as my thoughts race. I can not for the life of me get what happened in the elevator out of my mind. This man is driving me insane! I can never predict him. Never tell his next move. I hardly ever know what he’s thinking, and yet he seems to know me so well. I refrain from reaching up to touch my lips as I remember the kiss. I… Liked it. I actually liked it. What is this? Is it a spell? Is… this doesn’t seem real. It makes no sense. Am I saying it takes just two days for me to cave?I come back to earth when he starts pulling off his suit, and I turn to him. He peels it off, then his inner jacket, and unbuttons the first few buttons of his shirt. Revealing the simple gold chain around his neck. I hold my breath as I watch him roll up his sleeves. Revealing the beautiful dragon spiralled along his left arm. He takes out the band in his hair and runs his finger through the luscious lock as he rolls his head back.Perfect. The one word th

Salvatore’s POV;I know I said I was going to give him space, that I would make him yearn for me by keeping my distance, but I broke. And that is unlike me. His audacity, the way he protected Vanessa, the way he spoke to me like I was no one—seeing that side of him ignited something inside of me—something I do not understand. I have always known that I want him, but right now, I feel like my desire for him has increased.I don’t know why. In just this visit, I feel like I have gotten to know so much more about him. So much, I just want to claim him. I want him. Every inch of him. He will submit to me, and be mine. He has to be. I don’t care the cost, I will do everything I can to have him. I will break his walls and penetrate his stubbornness no matter what it costs me. David will be mine.I finally break the kiss, and the anger that was once in his eyes is replaced with something else. Hunger… I watch his beautiful eyes sparkle in the elevator light, sowing of its violet shimmer as h

David’s POV;Report upon report. Form after form, discussion, after discussion. Waiting for what felt like an eternity…That's all I did in the doctor's office for the past… I think 16 minutes. I’m uneasy about the fact that I left Vanessa alone with Salvatore for so long. He wouldn’t hurt her, would he?If he tries anything stupid, I’d sue him! Who am I kidding? I don’t even have any money for that. Fuck! I pick up a pace. Breezing past doctors, nurses and patients as I make my way up to Vanessa’s floor. I’ve wasted too much time. After waiting anxiously for the elevator to get to the last floor, I finally rush to Vanessa’s room, and after opening the door, I freeze at the sight in front of me. Vanessa is in Salvatore’s arms. Hugging him!?My heart drops into my stomach, and my mind begins to race as I struggle to make sense of what I’m seeing. Why are they like this? What could have probably led to this? Why the hell is Salvatore HUGGING my sister?“What the fu- “I begin but Salvato

Aurora’s POV;Eliza and I were busy sieving the flour to be used for tonight’s dinner when she suddenly called me through a mind link. I looked up at her in confusion, and he informed me that Laura was heading right for us. I looked up and in the grand kitchen, there she was. Heading straight to us. My mind wandered as I admired how beautiful and graceful she was. She would make a perfect Luna. Kind, gorgeous, caring, beautiful, and graceful.“Privacy! “She yelled when she was in front of Eliza and me and just as everyone began to leave, I noticed something about her. Laura’s aura wasn’t cute or sweet like I'd grown to know it to be. As Eliza made to leave, I grabbed her wrist to stop her. Laura isn’t here for friendly pleasantries, and whatever she’s here for, I want Eliza here with me while I face it.She looked at my grip on Eliza’s hand, looked up at me, and then scoffed. “I asked for privacy. “She said, and I smiled.“I heard. But she stays. Unless you mean you want to stay here

Third Person’s Narrative;Eliza and Aurora were knee-deep in the chaos of the palace garden. The early afternoon sun cast a warm, golden glow over the sprawling lawn, highlighting the delicate beauty of the roses and the tangled mess of the bushes that needed pruning. Eliza used her shears with practiced ease, cutting away at the unruly branches while Aurora, next to her, struggled with the same task.Eliza's laughter, light and melodic, rang through the air as she watched her princess wrestle with the oversized garden shears. Aurora’s efforts were earnest but clumsy. Each snip seemed to take more out of her than anticipated, and less from the bushes. It was obvious that the bushes were being pruned by a novice, and Aurora had not the slightest clue what was going on. "Careful there, my lady!" Eliza called out, trying to stifle her giggles. "If you keep that up, we'll end up with a topiary disaster. "She laughed and Aurora paused, her face flushed from the combination of effort and

Third Person’s Narrative;The sound of Laura and her maid giggling in the ballroom was one warm sound to the heart and ears. The opulence of the room, with its crystal chandeliers, and beautiful tapestries seemed to enhance the cheerfulness of their rehearsal. Laura’s laughter, light and melodic, wove seamlessly with the delicate strains of the violin, creating an atmosphere of blissful fun. She twirled gracefully with her dress billowing around her like a cloud of dreams. Her maid, Lydia, mirrored her movements, their steps becoming a harmonious dance of practice and joy.“Lady Laura, you look as though you’ve stepped out of a fairy tale,” Lydia said, her voice warm with genuine admiration.Laura’s eyes sparkled as she swirled to face her maid. “Oh, Lydia, I feel as though I’m dreaming. I just can’t wait for the wedding. The waltz will be perfect, won’t it? Dante and I will look so lovely together. ”She spoke, and Lydia beamed. “Absolutely. And we’ll make sure every step is as f

Aurora’s POV;The words hit me like a thunderclap in the middle of a peaceful day. I turned to look at Catarina and she scoffed.“Don’t give me that look. This is my home, and nothing stays hidden from me. “She spoke again, and I gulped.“I heard Dante and his Beta talking about it. And you should know, my brother said he doesn’t want anything to do with you, because he’s already engaged. ”She said, and I just stared at her. Frozen like the statues around us. “So, if you’re planning to get in between him and Laura, you should just forget it. If not, the same way I found this out, I will find out every other stinking secret you’re hiding from us and use it to throw you out! ”She added and I felt as if the ground had been yanked out from under me. “What are you talking about?” I demanded, with my voice as sharp as a blade. I could feel my face growing hot with a mix of horror and something deeper… Embarrassment, perhaps? Anger? “Stop looking at me like that,” Catrina said, her tone l

Aurora’s Point Of View:The afternoon sun cast gentle dapples over the clear lake as Eliza and I sat on the bench under a beautiful oak tree. The cool shade was a shelter from the oppressive heat. The lake shimmered with a tranquil beauty that made the world and my mind feel at ease. Eliza and I were silent, but that silence was comfortable, and I appreciated it. We didn’t need to talk. I just needed her to be here, and so she stayed. Like she always does. I tossed bits of bread into the lake, watching with a quiet pleasure as the fish darted forward, their scales dazzling in the sunlight as they competed for the crumbs. There was something soothing about this simple act. A connection with nature that eased the constant turmoil felt in my soul.I was lost in the slowly fading ripples of the water when a voice suddenly shattered the silence I was enjoying.“Sult! ” The voice was sharp, like a blade cutting through the silence and immediately, I knew its owner. Who wouldn’t? I turned

Aurora’s Point Of View:As I entered my dimly lit room, the oppressive weight of the day seemed to lift slightly, replaced warm relief.. Eliza, who was seated at a small table near the window, with her dark hair pulled back into a tight braid, stood up on seeing me. “My princess. You’re back! I’m so sorry. I wanted to help you. But Lady Catarina set up guards to keep an eye on me. ”She began to ramble, but I just crumbled on my bed. “Let me see your hands. “She spoke as she rushed to kneel in front of me. Her face fell when she took my hands and tears filled her eyes.“My precious lady. I’ll run you a bath now. “She said as she sprung up but before she could take a step towards the bathroom, I took hold of her wrist.“ I need to talk to you. ”I said softly with my voice carrying the weight of exhaustion.Eliza looked at me, her expression shifting from worry to fear. She gently sat back on the floor and looked up at me. “What’s wrong? ”She asked, and I gulped.I hesitated for a mo