Blue Lock Age Novels & Stories

As one of the commanders of Half Moon Pack, she had gone to assist a pack rescue at an attacked island. Blue pushed another block toward him. “Not that one,” she said seriously. “That one is purple.” Aiden paused. The block in his hand was clearly blue. He glanced at the scattered pieces. “This is blue.” Blue frowned, shaking her head. “No, dad. Purple.” He studied her carefully. Her tone wasn’t playful. She seemed certain that it was purple. He swapped it for another block…actually purple…and handed it to her. She beamed. “See?”

FIVE YEARS AFTER EPILOGUE 1 Blair 11 years old Alonso 16 years old Luther 12 years old Blast 7 years old Lukas 6 years old Lily 6 years old ALTHEA. I sliced another portion of the cake and placed it on Blast’s plate. He, Lily, and Lukas had been eating non-stop, and if I was not aware of who their fathers were, I would definitely ask them to stop. But I knew they could all handle the sweets and food. They had an appetite bigger than the whole Kalmerus.

“Hey, stranger. How's the world of blueprints treating you?” Charlotte’s face lit up as she turned to see Elijah, her best friend, standing there with his trademark grin. Elijah, tall, with dark hair and striking green eyes, he had an easygoing charm that drew people in. With his signature easygoing grin, Elijah had always been her rock, the one person who could make her laugh even on her worst days. They’d been through everything together, and his presence always managed to bring out the best in her, no matter how stressful her day was. .

Blue was the highest among the castes, so brown and green were among the most common colours Jade saw in the flowers being used. After two hours had gone by, many girls were leaving, hand in hand with their desired partners. Out of the blue, a young boy bearing a message approached her with a childish smile. He couldn’t be more than thirteen, and was dressed from head to toe in blue. Without thinking, she took the message and headed to the address mentioned.

He was staring at me before he barked out loud. “You? You as the real heir? Oh, I don’t think this day would get better and better but you are delusional, human. Don’t you know who are you protecting right now? She’s Blue Blood and if you don’t know what it was, let me educate you. It’s the closest thing to a Vampire. So tell me, Timmy, don’t you afraid of Vampire?” He asked as I was looking at him before I turned to look at Sabel. She smiled.

He is so not what I was expecting him to be. The elder is not that old, by the looks of it. He has very little white hair strands sprinked in his head, and so little wrinkles on his face. If anyone looked at him, they would think he is around 50 years , not more than that. But he kind of has a vibe to him, and he walks like he has no limit of wisdom. They all bow, so I follow their lead. "What is it?" He asks Johnathon. "My daughter, sir." He replies back and I watch as he slowly walks to the bed and sees Ana lying down.

She said with a sigh. “That's.... Childish, how old is he?." “About Thirty." “And how old are you?." “Twenty four.... Wait, are you trying to lecture me on age gaps?." Blue asked with a chuckle. I raised my hands in the air in surrender mode. “Don't roast me, I see it in your eyes." “Girl, you're the one dating a man ten years older than you. You should be ashamed of yourself." Her time held only humour, no bad vibes.

Nezeira listened to it and said, "So what do we need at the moment?" Euphenia's eyes narrowed a bit and she said, "The Bracelet with the blue sapphire is what holds the key to stop all these." Nezeira, "The bracelet is at Illusontis so all we need is the sapphire." Euphenia, "Yes our priority should be finding the sapphire. Once it is bound with the bracelet it can be used to destroy the Beasts." Nezeira, "Alright then let's get to work."

At that moment of fleshliness, Astrid turns to face Blaze, her inquisitive gaze locking onto his, "There's something that's been lingering in my thoughts. You mentioned meeting your best friend in 1922. Does that mean you're over a hundred years old?" Blaze met her gaze with an air of aloofness, "Yeah, to be exact, I'm one hundred and twenty-one years old." He informs her, understanding that she would likely doubt his words, and convincing her might be an uphill battle he was not ready to embark on.

Blake shouts from upstairs. "You really love going on them recently." Sam says from the sofa. “You need to calm down love. Since you’re an old man you’ll get grey hair from you stress yourself out like this…” Sam teases. I glare at her. Though she wasn’t wrong. I was forty-one now with three children. When Blaze graduate’s high school, I’ll be an elderly citizen. That’s why we decided we were done after Blaze. Half named after my best friend who was making us wait.