Blue Decepticons Novelas e Histórias

BLADE Chapter One Emiliana's POV At the moment, the only thing on my mind was how to get out of this tight, exposing, goddamn wedding dress. The driver pulled over at a huge mansion. The bodyguards alighted and opened the car door for us. I stepped down and turned back, expecting my husband to step out of the car but he stepped out from the other side and slammed the door shut. I was startled by his action. Then he began to walk inside without waiting for me.

The crowd watched as Dakota elegantly sat on his Nine-tailed fox back who successfully defeated the Cursed Gorilla. Dakota smirked. "Frederick hasn't surrendered yet, so why don't my Daisy attack him?" The crowd heard her loud and clear. They were frozen since a while ago when Dakota started attacking. Blue spirit energy was on her hands and that only means she is a Blue Rank Cultivator. Base on how deep the blue is, they knew that she's at the Blue Rank Intermediate level! They were shocked and nervous. Just a while ago, they were giving a lot of hate comments on Dakota and the Eudoxcus Clan.

yet. Outside the Walls stood a column of armored artillery, each bearing the colors of their respective ADFs. The Solar ADF M1 Abrams and Cromwell tanks being black and blue while the futuristic armored beam tanks of the Gemminite being bright blue and gold. In the opened cupola of the Gemminite vehicles stood bright blue droids with golden skull face plates. Red lights emanated from its empty eye sockets. Green lensed monofocals were attached on their left eyes, displaying yellow corsairs at the advancing Dusk Riders.

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

His hips ground against mine as he whispered my name over and over, a mantra only he knew this intimately. Vetur flared, energy zinging through me. My power was back. It reached for him and his fire answered. In a daze, I watched as they mingled and became one. Pure white and glacial blue intertwined with burning red, vibrant yellow, and glowing orange. It was majestic. My Vetur and his fire.

Eleonna just stared at him, confused by the way he is acting right now. "But-" Before she could even finish her sentence, she felt a sharp pang of pain on her right cheeks. She instinctly caressed it as she felt a liquid coming out from it. Her eyes widened when she saw her hand stained with blood. "Took you long to get out of your cage, rat." Yuan and Eleonna looked at the owner of the voice in unison. She saw a blue-haired girl with blades on her right hand, one red-haired boy on her right, and a gray-haired boy on her left. Yuan cursed under his breath with what he saw. "Time for payback, my bitch."

“You don’t understand the bigger picture.” I tilted my head slightly. “Do you?” He frowned. “I know what you are planning to do,” I continued “You want to be powerful.” “That’s not what this is,” he snapped. “Isn’t it?” His nostrils flared. “Did you know Blue doesn’t see colors the way others do?” I said calmly. “And neither do you.” He stared at me, confusion shifting into anger. “She has color vision deficiency,” I went on. “And so do you.”

With a look of resentment on her face, Miao Yue took out a dark blue pendant from her body. This pendant was like a blue teardrop, and it was constantly shining. "Do you know what this is? This is the Demigod artifact, the Dark Blue Tear. It is enough to resist any attack below the Spirit. Your strength can't break it at all!" "Dark Blue Tear?"

Every mech in the hangar looked familiar but was heavily modified. The mech closest to me was an Axion Goliath, its rounded hull painted blue and white. A Russian Monstro dominated the far end of the hangar and bore a paint job styled to look like a scowling beast. A British Crusader occupied the space to my far left, its shield painted to look like a skeleton's rib cage.

Desmond pulled up a drone-captured photo and pointed at the black motorhome waiting in line at the East entrance. "That motorhome — the way that metal catches the light... it's similar to Blue Titanium Alloy. If I'm not mistaken, the vehicle's main body must contain at least eighty percent Blue Titanium Alloy. There's no way an ordinary player owns something like that." He hadn't personally seen a large quantity of Blue Titanium Alloy before; he was only going off instinct. "You mean..."