Blue Archive Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He bows, “I'll be outside, My Queen.” “Can I get you anything?” Fiona asks just as I make myself comfortable on her couch. I shake my head and gesture with a hand towards the chair opposite of me. She sits. “How did you know I'm a blueblood?” She doesn't seem perturbed by the question, rather intrigued. “When I collected a blood sample the last time you went under heat. I ran a few tests, checked the archive, and a few weeks later..it's only a mixed werewolf that can be a blueblood. It happens once in the last fifty years.”

Hey everyone, it's been a while since you last heard from me. I have been doing great between Starmainia, Bluestoria, and the rest of the Crites on this planet. I am still the wild Jessblue you all know and love. I have yet to find love or another mate again. LD will always be the heart and love of my life. No one could ever fill that void. I have accepted this reality, and I am okay knowing I could never love another Bampire. However, this does not stop me from having all the wild and incredible sex a Bampire can have. Whether I mind fuck you or fuck you, I'm having a wild ride. What can I say? Who does not want a little bit of me in their life? Anyway, since Cristina has been gone, guess w

I simply stated while picking up my wine glass again. “So what are…Wait a minute… Did you just confirm my guess? Come on give me a definite answer.” He urged forgetting himself. Well, this wasn’t the first time he would speak to me so casually. Apart from being my beta, he was also my best friend, which was why he speaks casually with me when we are alone. “Yeah, she is the BLUE BLOOD of this century and happens to also be my fated mate,” I confirmed it for him. I know that I told her that she was my chosen mate, but I lied knowing fully well that it could scare her if I told her she was destined to be with me from the onset. I know that though she pretended not to be affected by it all, she

One of them was the daughter of an Alpha who was even willing to join the pack warrior training to get noticed by him. All of them who want him are beautiful and have deep feelings for him. It’s not like I don’t find myself beautiful, but when you know there are other capable women fighting for his love, you get a little insecure. But Bronze made it clear that he only wanted me. Unlike those pretty girls, my features are rather odd. Especially my hair. I don’t have raven black, brown or blonde hair. I have dark blue hair. Bronze says he loves my rare hair color and calls me Blue. I love that because growing up with a rare hair color, I always felt like the odd one out.

Aaron said, kissing the girl's cheek, and started moving toward his place. Blue chased him, "she is different from the girls I dated, I want her man and I need you to help me..." "What will I get in return...?" Aaron asked, Blue started shaking his head, " So, you won't help me, " "No, I'll help you bro, but in return, you have to tell your father to force our branch in charge to take us on a hiking trip..." Aaron said, "Okay!" Hearing Blue's instant okay, Aaron made a surprised face.

“Come in.” She pushed open the door and stepped inside, her eyes taking in the modern yet elegant decor of the office. It was a testament to Asher Kingsley’s refined taste—clean lines, luxurious materials, and an expansive view of New York’s skyline. Asher himself was seated behind a minimalist desk, engrossed in a stack of blueprints. His intense blue eyes lifted to meet hers, and for a moment, the outside world seemed to vanish.

I think I heard it when Aaron was telling me but I could not think when he did mention it. “Well, Craving Virus was the substance that gives Blue Blood their superhuman strength and speed. They also have great night vision than humans. If so, I wish to learn their secret,” my master said as I was looking at him. “Sir?” His Holiness turned to look at me as he was staring outside the window. He smiled weakly before he took his seat.

“She did. She also tried to steal my scarf, by the way. And...Violet...she put your black bra on Blue last night, for a ‘dragon fashion show.’ I have the photos.” I spun around so fast I almost tripped over my own feet, scanning the floor for that ridiculous little dragon. Sure enough, Blue was curled up by my pillow, my missing black bra tangled around her neck like some sort of legendary amulet. She chirped sleepily at me, clearly having no regrets. I shot Abigail my deadliest glare. “You ..you.. lunatic! What if someone had walked in? The dragon would’ve flashed half the academy.” Abigail, unbothered as always, just rolled over again, grinning. “Then they’d finally appreciate what you’re

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

Being around her can make me mad enough to want to murder but it can calm me as well. It’s a confusing wave I’m not sure I can weather yet, but I’ll learn. These two days have been the most interesting days I have ever experienced and it’s all because of a tiny woman with Blue hair and a sad smile. “Abigail? I’ll go with Artemis’s suggestion for an email address. I guess it makes sense to use it since we’ll be married in a few days.” Blue says as she takes a seat in the same spot she vacated when this whole pointless argument had started.