Blue Lantern Barry Allen Novels & Stories

Abandoning fear at some point on that bar stool, he raced towards the square driven forward by the simplistic desire for retribution after the pain and suffering he had endured. Pushing against the frenzied flow of people and ducking through multiple alley ways in a steady rain. Allen arrived at the scene. Only to discover that a solitary person stood in the empty square. Drenched by the shower, it took a while before Allen recognized the familiar figure draped in the same ragged black cloak he had seen before. Although their hood was drawn, Allen could clearly see the person’s haunting snake like yellow eyes flash in his direction.

They are no use to me and I don’t want them anywhere near Blue if they are this unreliable. Alan doesn’t bother with traffic laws as he drives us back to his house. I’ve already messaged the doctor to be ready when Bryant and Dane arrive. Blue’s head is limply laying on my shoulder and I wonder how the way my heart is racing isn’t waking her. Why does she look this pale? How long had she been passed out like that? What might have happened to her if I didn’t find her? Unless something did… I frantically examine every part of her clothing to see if they’ve been tampered with in any way and I can’t describe the relief I feel when there’s nothing.

I had forgotten to take my painkillers, my mind was way too preoccupied. "Are you alright, Mr. Montero?" Detective Han inquired, concern evident in his eyes. "I'm fine, I'm fine," I dismissed, bearing the pain. I just needed it to subside, untouched and undisturbed. "Yo!" Jack jogged over from the entrance, still in his leather jacket and holding his helmet. "Sir, sorry I'm late. But good news, a stolen blue sedan was caught taking the wrong U-turn. One of the officers noticed the man's tattoo and matched it to the photo you sent."

He carried a worn woolen bag, his eyes sweeping the terminal like a man who could never quite relax. He was in Arizona to testify against a corrupt Commissioner, so he had taken the Bulgaria airlines to Arizona, for anonymity sake. But, Lucas has already collected a bounty on his head, hence sending his Hitman Antonio 'Blade knuckles' to complete the job. Brandon’s broad shoulders and determined stride stood out, even as he tried to blend into the scrutiny. Nevena followed after Brandon, blending in effortlessly, despite her distinctive fair skin and marigold. "Target locked" Grinch whispered into his ear pod.

Now seeing Barton seemingly walking down the same path she had, facing an opponent even more disgusting than the Dark Inner Demon, she felt a deep sense of sympathy. Everyone continued talking for a while before returning to their rooms to rest. The next morning, Barry was awakened by a knock at his door. Opening it with a yawn, he saw it was Hoover from yesterday. "Hoover, what's so urgent that you're here this early?" Barry asked groggily.

The area is filled with people. People with different colored eyes. Red, Blue, Purple, Green, yellow Pink and so on!! Azraiel doesn’t let her come forward. She watches as he scans the area. It doesn’t look like they are here as a threat. “I am Alpha Azraiel Mickelson of the Blue Orchid Pack. I mean no harm but I want to know why you are here?” One blond female slips forward. “We don’t answer to anyone but our Alpha.” Another man comes to the front. “Yeah let her come forward. We are here for her!”

“The law can’t judge you. If the death broadcast lets you live, we’ll go over and kill you!” “F*ck you! I’m 30 years old and still single. Not only did you f*cking kill so many people, you also want to play with more people and men? We have to kill you!” However, under Rainier’s encouragement, Barnett suddenly became much more clear-headed. Crack! The bolt was pulled out. Creak! The animal trap was opened, and the barbs on it also hooked onto Barzel’s flesh and pulled it down. “Ah! Ah –”

Allen replied sourly. “Anne’s condition acting up?” She thought the timing would line up. “Nope.” Suzy raised an eyebrow. “Oh?” “He didn’t ask for Red Falcon this time. He asked for Tina.” He couldn’t help but marvel at all the titles his boss held—miracle doctor, chemistry expert, elite hacker… If he didn’t know her himself, Allen would never believe someone like her could exist in this world, let alone be a woman. “And what’s his goal?” she asked.

The crystal glistens, giving it a resemblance of white, blue, and pink shimmering colors inside. "It's now or never Carrie! This is our time. First, take down Damian and Blake, second, make sure Joseph kills Tyler, and last, kill Selene."

“Alright, alright. You’re serious about this. I’ll ask around. Maybe Rhonda or Robbie has a contact. One of them’s bound to know someone who reads the weather.” Raven perked up. “You’d do that?” “Of course,” Cullen said, shrugging. Raven rolled his eyes. “Right. I’ll be sure to leave a cryptic voicemail reminder. You always forget.” Cullen chuckled. “Or better yet, just send him my way when you get the number. Tell them to find me at Blue Heavens. You know, my work address.” Cullen gave him a skeptical look. “Blue Heavens? That’s what you’re calling it now?”