Blue Lock Age Novels & Stories

So yummy! What??Yummy??? You are going nuts Eleanor. Breaking News: Olivia Anderson took over the Blue Architects. The younger sister Eleanor Blue Anderson Owner of the Blue Architects celebrated her 29th birthday last night in her family mansion. Mr. Anderson gifted her younger daughter by announcing the heir to Anderson's. On the same night Younger Daughter step down from the CEO position of Blue Architects and gifted her position to her Elder sister Olivia Anderson. Blue Architects is the successful No.1 design company established in a small period..I can't see anymore. My heart is aching.

Not since…her. I don’t even want to say her name anymore. I don’t want to think about her either. I just want to close this chapter of my life and move on. I have been with Blue Moon for a total of four years. I just turned twenty-two last week. Reid and Navy were great. They celebrated my birthday, and everyone in the family called me. I know everyone is trying to be careful around me. I appreciate their consideration, but I just want to move on. I don’t want them walking on eggshells for me. I’m hoping things will be different in Blackstone.

Blue explains. I loosen a short breath, a vision of a boy in my young life suddenly appearing, although I can put my finger on it. "You have to remember," Blue says suddenly, grabbing my shoulder tightly. "It's me. Looke." Oh. It was as if the utter of his name suddenly brought back memories that were once concealed within the depths of my mind, hidden to handle the trauma and pain I've been through in my early life. Looke, my blue eyed friend who left me so young for school. For the law. Mourning him leaving, his mother convinced my own to hide me. To keep me from the inevitable nature of Thorran''s boarding school.

WANTED ALIVE Name: Blue Iris Clayton Age: 24 years old Hair color: Natural blonde Eye color: Blue Height: 163 cm Body type: Slender OFFENSE: Stealing West Colony’s property REWARD: Ten cartons of goods. Protection and be a citizen of West Colony. CONTACT US IMMEDIATELY “Fuck!” Dread bolted through me. “Have you seen that woman?” I stiffened and my hand tightened the hold on the poster. “Excuse me?” I eyed the man beside me. He had thick dark blond hair. Shorter than me in a few inches, but had a few pounds and had deep brown eyes, and there was something in those orbs that gave me unsettling chills. He was wearing a clean shirt for someone who came to trade.