Blue Archive Hoshino Novels & Stories

A convoy followed closely behind as we driven. The ride was gloomy. The car came to a stop and the doors were opened for us. We were in a large compound filled with Japanese styled houses and castle. A family of five were waiting for us as we got down from the vehicle. They consisted of two males and three females. The oldest was the father, Hashirama Kishimoto. Sixty five years of age and current CEO of Blue Mountains. Next was the wife, who looked much younger Akane Kishimoto, and their three daughters Kurenai, Sarada and Azumi. There was one person missing from the equation.

He knew such information must not be out publicly. When Leonard reached his room, midnight time was already crossed. The ritual took place during the Blue Moon only as they mentioned. Iris's body was burning with a high fever. The sudden rise of temperature in her body made him call Dr. Amber. Amber who was sleeping peacefully with her partner had to run towards Alpha's mansion where she met with the new surprise. Iris was lying unconscious and Agnes was cleaning the wound on her neck. Once she was done Leonard motioned his finger to carry on her work. She took the pale girl's wrist in her hand and checked her already dying pulse.

“I said this war should end now.” Bozo pretended not to have heard her. His interest was in the man, standing alone, with a notched arrow, waiting for the best moment to attack. From Bozo’s estimate, at least thirty men were hiding behind the King, and fifty-six on the two hands of the road. The rest of his armies were also stationed behind the trees and some paces from where they stood. If the sniffers were correct, then there are about sixty-six thousand warriors of Ame. A fragment of his vast army.

He shook his head, "No need." I smiled, "I can keep it then?" I asked, more excitedly than I should've and he returned my smile. "It's blue," I commented. "Your favorite color." He said with a nod. I nodded and a very low sigh parted my lips. My eyes on his as my smile slowly dropped away. Those damn eyes, like the color of the ocean, they're so full of life but still so very uncertain, they reflected every unsaid word he couldn't let out and before I could take into a deep breath, I was drowning again.

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

had caught fire. It happened so fast, no body had a chance to comprehend anything. The boys lost their father and only sister, I lost my parents and worse...my mate. Then suddenly the boys were all standing up with an alert look "What's up"? I asked Micah, also on alert "It's the garden. The guides are saying something"Micah said "There.....The blue guide is awake" Tony exclaimed with widened eyes The blue guide?? That was Melody's spirit guide. It have been asleep since her death...which was a normal thing.

“Send this man to the Blue House.” The guard blinks. “The Blue House?” Helios’ brows knit into a frown and he growls dangerously, “Do not make me repeat myself.” “My apologies, Alpha Helios!” The guard drops to his knees in fear. The Blue House is a modest little cottage located right next to Helios’ pack house. And while it may look like a quaint little place, the house is fortified with silver and iron bars and guarded by Helios’ hand-picked warriors. In short, it is a prison reserved for Helios’ ‘special’ guests.

the abbot coaxes I blink slowly, and upon closer inspection, I notice the rock is a slivery blue not white as I initially thought When my attention returns to the abbot, I realize he’s still talking, “-And a child is born, when the moon is full and blue, the goddess will descend and bless.” When the power of the moon is at its peak. The blue moon, he mentioned that before, when he was going on about their study on how silver ones came to be, at that time, I imagined he was speaking figuratively when he said, the birth of a silver one is as rare as the sight of a blue moon in the sky, but what if it is not? I want to laugh but I bite my tongue, because I get the feeling if I were to start, I

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

I placed my fingers on it and I felt a stinging sensation from the touch. Stupefied, I moved closer to the mirror to see what it was. On the spot that connects my neck and my shoulder, a blue glowing bird-like shape with its wings spread wide was visible there, and when I looked closely, I realized that the bird was a phoenix. Being stupefied was an understatement, I was completely amazed. I could fully remember that I didn’t have a tattoo drawn on that spot. Moreover, I don’t have a tattoo drawn on any part of my body, but how this came into being filled me with astonishment.