Blue Archive Arona Novels & Stories

"Aru, which is your favourite fish among this?" " Mine ? Uhmm..that purple one.", Aroon said pointing at a purple tailed fish. " oh look over there Aru..", Dae points at two fishes that are swimming together, close to the glass of the tank. " So Cute ! They are couples. That big Blue one is you and that small orange one is me.", he squeals looking amusedly at the fishes. Aroon laughs placing his chin on the younger's shoulder whilst looking at the two fishes.

one of them said. “Mr Malcolm was the one who sent us,” the other added. “Oh, please come on in” Ryan opened the door wider and they both ventured into the cozy room which felt like home. “They are the make up artists Malcolm sent to help with your makeup” Aurora raised a brow in confusion, he didn’t tell her that he was sending people to make her up. Before she could say anything, her phone beeped with a message from him. “They will help you get ready” this was the message and she didn’t say anything again.

he exclaimed, ducking low to avoid the next volley. Another arrow flew straight toward Aria. Ryan intercepted it without hesitation, positioning his body as a shield. The rune-covered arrowhead sliced deep into his shoulder before shattering on impact. Pain flared hot and immediate through his arm, but the greater terror came from what followed. The moment his blood touched the stone, Aria lost control entirely. Power exploded outward from her in a violent shockwave that shook the entire area. The cliffside cracked instantly under the immense force, with fractures racing across the rock like lightning. Hunters climbing the ridge screamed as the mountain beneath them gave way. Several plummet

Her final inmate for the day was Aron. As Aron entered Athena's small office, his presence commanded attention. His black hair, meticulously styled in a buzz cut, accentuated his angular face. The vibrant tattoos adorning his neck served as a stark contrast to his pale skin. Piercings adorned his ears, hinting at a rebellious nature. Athena mentally prepared herself for the session, intrigued by the shift in Aron's mood since their earlier encounter. "Good day, Mr. Aron," Athena greeted, adjusting her glasses with a calm demeanor. Her eyes met his, momentarily captivated by the intensity of his stormy blue gaze.

All of a sudden, I felt like I was showing too much cleavage. "On this side, we have Princess Arona of North Natbia. 28 years old, 5'11", 140 pounds. She is an experienced female warrior. She recently fought in the Battle of the North. She also has various medals and military recognitions. Moreover, she is also second in line to the throne as King Hudson has no heirs yet." Many of the people present started to cheer. Arona was beaming. She turned around, smiling as she put her palms together, and then she blew kisses to the ecstatic crowd.

They're eyes locked and a small laugh escaped Brea's lips. "Good afternoon, Brea", Arieon smiled as she approached her. Brea pulled her in a hug, "Hello sweetheart. You look beautiful today". "You too, Brea", Arieon said as she took in her appearance. Brea was wearing a yellow sundress that swept the floor as she walked making her look like a queen. She looked beautiful without a trace of makeup.

He said with sarcasm. My Lycan became increasingly edgy despite how much I tried to keep it in check. I take in a deep breath before saying, “Take me to him.” Snickering, he said, “Of course, this way.” He led the way to a private elevator and when we got in, he pressed the button b2 that if I’m not wrong leads to one of the basement floors. “Your highness, are you okay?” Dario asked me. That was when I noticed that I had not fully entered the elevator but was inside standing at the entrance with my eyes glued to the form of a young lady that just walked out of the elevator beside the one we were in and towards the bar.

Observing every loop and holes to get the real intent behind her question. "Hmmm... Wonderful...!!!" He said. "Do you mean... that... it's going to be just the last time we're going to be together...?" Somira asked, looking so downcasted. Attending to them, a bar attendant came over to meet them with his oval-shaped tray, and on it were the glasses of drinks which the couple seated behind them ordered for. This time, it was a male personnel. He was looking so handsome and dashing in his sky blue coloured shirt, and a pair of black trousers... well tucked in... with his designers' belt neatly placed in packaging. His hair was obviously black, with a little at one end, tinted in yellowish gold

’ ‘Wow…her tri-color eyes…so wonderful…’ Mira’s eyes turned into her mixed tri-color eyes. From the dark pupil turned into a moonlight silver with an explosion of mauve that was falling to crimson blood which made the white part of her eyes partially gone. Mira blushed when she heard Angel’s comment but she leave it be and focus on his wolf.

Pretty. The moment that thought comes into my head I scold myself. Each of these Alpha’s are blessed with looks that make anyone want to get on their knees and thank the Moon for creating them. So I force a polite smile onto my face, and take the invitation from his hands, pretending like I need to check it to ensure it is him. Luna Thea, his mate, sends me a soft smile. She has eyes like him - a swirling violet colour full of mystery and unknown.