Blue Archive Fanart Novels & Stories

"Happy birthday, Sapphira!" "Oh, thank you, El. You shouldn't have!" Sapphira blushed as her closest friend bounced over with a silver-wrapped parcel and the most obnoxious hot pink balloons. "Don't be silly. You're only 18 once, Sapph!" She winked, flicking her brown curls over her shoulder.

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

What is it doing here? I pull it out and it seems like an album of sorts. I open the cover to see a few photos that don't appear like they were taken in this decade . I fixate on them carefully to recognize a few people. The photo is in black and white so it's kind of hard to see what they are wearing but they look like Charlie and Aurora. They are standing along two other couples and they both are laughing . Charlie has his arms wrapped around Aurora's torso and they both are laughing.

He winced at the baby boo part, "No, not like this." I chuckled lowly, "Okay, how about baby-bear?" His eyebrow raised, "Really?" "Baby doll?" He shot me a glare, "Seriously now?" "Baby-cakes? Baby-boy?" He kept glaring at me. "I found it, baby-blue is the most fitting!" He let out a frustrated sigh, "Okay, I changed my mind, just call me by my name." I chuckled and nodded, "As you want, baby blue." "Lilly," He stressed out and I bit at my lip, hiding my smile, "Okay, I promise that was the last time."

"Nevermind, guess that answered that. I'll just put this over here until she asks for it." He went to put the bag down before Jacob went to the kitchen, grabbing out a couple blood bags along with a beer before coming to sit down in the chair next to the couch. "What are we watching? No shit, you like black and white films?" Andy walked over, grabbed his bag from Jacob before Jacob reached out to hand me the beer, which I took with a smile. "I love this one! Elvis at that, 'King Creole' is one of my favorites, but if you go color, 'Blue Hawaii' all the way."

"I’m calling the Gambino family’s Don right now! Let him see your true colors—pretending to talk about business while trying to seduce someone else's husband! You're disgusting!" "I'm calling him now. I'm going to see him now and have him kill you!"

I wanted to go back but didn't want to stay alone because as long as I was with my family, I was happy. *** "Pink or yellow?", asked Ama as she held the pencil colors for me to see. I pretended to think before answering. "Blue" a frown graced her delicate features as she replied "Princesses don't wear blue" she said choosing to go with the yellow and ignore my advice. "Who says blue isn't a princess color?" I asked feigning interest "Everyone". I rolled my eyes at the vague answer. "Don't say 'everyone' if it's just your friends who say so" she made to speak but I cut her off

" Both Haya and Trevor exclaimed together at the sight of the room. Internally, I also wowed the room. On one side is a huge photo of a soaring eagle with translucent light reflecting from within it while behind the headboard of the bed, is a beautiful geometrically patterned brown wall. On the bed laid dark grey beddings with aqua blue pillows. Beside the bed are two small square bedside tables and on top of them are two round table lamps. Mother really outdid herself. If I'm not mistaken, I have made mention of the word 'outdid' three times now when trying to explain how my mother went all out in decorating and beautifying their rooms.

I walked away, defeated. I asked a couple of traders, but none of them had seen her. My hope had gotten thinner. I found a lot of flyers on the wooden post; pictures of wanted people from stealing, murders, rapist, and lost and found children. I pulled one black and white flyer with a picture of a woman that looked very familiar. My pulse raced as I took a closer look at the picture. WANTED ALIVE Name: Blue Iris Clayton Age: 24 years old Hair color: Natural blonde

He doesn't want to admit it but that's the better plan, there are a lot of people affected by it and only Dior is strong and there are a lot of people so that if there is a fight, Jace can be easily protected, especially the Colt pack. "Are you doing this for our plan or are you doing it because you're afraid that something bad happened to Frio !?" Art's tone was mixed with jealousy, he already knew the answer but why did he want to ask. "Art! Please stop, okay? I don't wanna hear anymore about this ..." That's all he said and left the house, then there Art left all by himself.