Bleu Stories

" J'ai toujours aimé le désert. On s'assoit sur une dune de sable. On ne voit rien. On n'entends rien. Et cependant quelque chose brille en silence." Antoine De Saint-Exupéry Sophie a seize ans quand elle voyage la première fois au Maroc, elle y fait la rencontre de son guide de voyage, un homme mystérieux qui lui fait découvrir à elle sa famille les méandres du Maroc. Peu à peu ses sentiments passent de l'admiration à quelque chose de plus... indéchiffrable. Mais, alors que ces deux là créent un lien, les vacances de Sophie touchent à sa fin.

A true story of The Blue Bunny Doll by Colowrin. Mysterious story of a Blue Bunny Doll as in short, BBD. Story made by Colowrin Art and Characters by Colowrin

Zac and Vanessa broke up about 7 years ago. Vanessa is dating Austin but Zac is single. Did the love between them ever go away? What do they do when they meet after 7 years? Read to find out :)

"Life isnt passing me by. It's trying to run me over." Everything crumbled around Ashleigh, horses were her life, the few friends she had, meant the world to her. Her boyfriend was the best, and he Ex, well he was just him. Dissapeared then told her he was going to Ireland. But he wasn't, his dad went to see her. And everything got worst. 'Owen's sick!' Leukemia, was tearing her apart again. If it wasn't enough to watch his sister die. Now it seemed it was attacking him. And Ashleigh was going over the edge.

Juste une personne qui met ses maux en mots

"Malak I can't", I cried walking away from him wiping my tears off my face "Kalani wait-", he said as he grabbed my wrist I turned around to face him again for him to only see me with tears filling my eyes and falling from my face, followed by my face being red "What!? Malak", I asked as I moved my piece of hair to the back of my ear and sniffed "What did I do babe?", He asked sounding sad, worried, innocent.....and I knew he was "I-I feel as if I'm not good enough for you... as if those girls that are always on you are prettier and better than me. I feel like your parents don't even like me, it's like everyone wants us apart and I can take it anymore Malak. I need to let you go....", I cried as I covered my face with my hands I felt him pull me into his chest, wrapping his arms around my waist, holding me tight.....as I started to feel safe...

Mars has aways been loving the idea of messing with his friends and other people, but once he clashed with the representative of the university, maybe he'd go for another fun. --------------------------------------- Prosopagnosia also known as face blindness has always been with Mars. Messing around, creating trouble, having fun and painting has always been his therapy for seeing the same empty faces. Although, literally crashing to the representative of the university was the beginning of his fun. [COMPLETE]

Bleu has always been the pretty, perfect girl everyone likes to look at, but never talk to. People know that she's offstandish but no one really cares to know why. When Axel starts noticing her, he wants to know her and understand everything about her. He wants to get past the pretty face that everyone sees and know who Bleu really is, but she's reluctant to let him in. Will she let Axel get under her skin and break down the barriers that she's put up over the years or will she leave him asking the question that everyone wants to know that answer to. Who is Bleu?

"Fear is nothing but a thing. Much like I am nothing but a number to my father." -Lune Price In Kingsville Island, a location developed after World War III. Men are trained to kill and destroy anything they are told to. The women are made to have the young and then be slaughtered so that the man may have his next pick. Women do not have jobs, and only a select few are allowed to do more than just have young. Most stay home and care for the young ones while the males are out learning and training. My father killed my mother, but not because he was done with her. He was mad, and he was going to kill my brother and I. But I beat him to it. I wanted to live, so I had to gain his respect. So I killed my brother. All for a life I now hate. Now I am done with respect. I already have that. What I realize I need now is freedom. Freedom to do more than be controlled, and I only have a month and a half to do so. In two weeks I will be sent away to a location with a man that my father has chosen to mate with me. When I turn eighteen there will be no wedding. All that will happen is I must get pregnant. But if the parents of my suitor only want one kid with each women . . . I might never hear my own child cry. I have to get out of Kingsville Island. But how? Cover made by @DamonStoleTheCookie! Thanks so much, and check her out!