Blue Lock Author Novels & Stories

Blue also calls out but even he is ignored. Blue whines pitifully at her closed-off state. He is angry with me and might have said more but Jax stops him. Why is Blue coming at me? He seems to think I am the world’s biggest liar when it comes to our alpha, and now with Red?

That, or Juan refused to tell the Alpha who he was fraternizing with. "Regardless, I'm here to give you your next objective," Blue says, clapping his hands together. He seems less creepy and imposing now, seeming like he is here to do a job and that's it. "Everything will continue on as per normal." Hearing that doesn't make me feel any better. Are all of Thorran's hired Assassin's strange, untrustworthy room invaders and competitor kissers?

&&&&& Few minutes later, Blue was walking to his class when Ruthless blocked him. "Yes, what can I do for you?" Blue asked. "Stay away from her," Without speaking her name, Blue knows who he was referring to. "And if I don't?" "Well let's just say you won't survive if I strike. I may not know how to show my emotion but don't dare me. She's my mate and she belongs to me. Do not touch what is MINE." By now, they were gaining attention. "In his own territory, even a Hellhound acts like a demi-god," Blue said.

Jonathan, took the microphone from him, and revealed a faint smile to the audience. "Hello everyone, I am Diana Thompson, the owner of Blue Rose." Then, she added, "Some of you in the industry might not know this name, but I once competed under the pseudonym 'Blue Rose' at the New Talent Design Competition, which you might have heard of." Instantly, many in the audience showed an expression of sudden realization. Blue Rose had once dazzled at the New Talent Design Competition. Some had speculated that the Blue Rose from the competition might be connected to the newly emerged Blue Rose Studio, but since there was no evidence and Blue Rose Studio never responded, this matter was gradually forg

Disclaimer: This work is a piece of fantasy fiction. All names, characters, businesses, events, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. As a writer, I believe in the power of storytelling to create worlds that allow readers to escape reality and explore their imaginations. Each character and event in this story has been crafted with care, and I hope they resonate with you as much as they do with me.

I knew what I was feeling was the mate bond pulling me to her. “Shit, I have to go!” I yelled to my beta. I raced out the packhouse and to my car. I had to be with her right now. I hope she isn’t awake for this. We haven’t explained anything to her about what she is. She is a werewolf just like everyone in our town. We had to keep it from her because she is special. A Blue Moon wolf said to unify our world under one alpha. After a few minutes, I was in front of her house. The moment I touched the doorknob the door flew open revealing her father David just past it. Suddenly a blue light filled the house. We all looked at each other wondering what had happened.

Meanwhile, across town, Liam and Luke Westwood—twins and heirs to the Westwood empire—were discussing the same project in their sleek, modern office. Liam stood at six feet tall, with an athletic build, dark hair neatly styled, and piercing blue eyes that conveyed determination. He had a calm confidence and a composed demeanor that made him a natural leader. Luke, slightly shorter but equally fit, had tousled chestnut hair and warm brown eyes that gave him a more approachable look. With a mischievous grin and a casual style—a fitted blazer over a crisp shirt—he contrasted Liam’s more polished appearance. “I can’t believe we’re working with the Kingsleys on this project,” Liam muttered, scann

My gaze rested on the screen of my laptop. Scorpion's eye band, Scorpion's eye production company, Scorpion's eye fraternity.......aha, Scorpion's eye organization. I clicked on it, expecting to get a lot of information but to my greatest surprise, it was a blank page. I picked up the card again. Something wasn't right about it. I probably should stop trying to figure it out. There was a knock on the door and I stood up. "Open up, Lia! It's freezing out here!" Tori yelled from outside.

It was from an old series that had been popular two years back. “I spotted this blind box while passing a shop. Weren’t you into this kind of thing?” Ben’s tone was offhand. I stared at the plushie. He remembered it wrong. Mikayla was the one with a thing for blind boxes. Two years ago, Mikayla bought an entire case of blind boxes, desperate to get the hidden edition. She dumped the plushies all over the floor once she was done. I was simply there to pick up after her. Ben took it that I loved the plushies.

She looks past him towards the cabin and Tyler's eyes widen in terror. "What? What the hell do you mean where's Selene?" They both become startled to the sound of Blake's alpha voice. He walks towards them from the side of a rough greenery spot to the right of the cabin, a man with ocean blue eyes and a few inches taller than Blake with him.