Blue Lock Field Background Novels & Stories

“And the canvas is colder.” “Good.” Aria turned the rim of her cup. “How’s the light?” “It doesn’t hurt.” He smiled faintly. “No flashes.” “Then we stay there. Ten minutes. At the end we’ll come back on the word ‘blue.’” “Blue?” Kai opened his eyes. “You need a return code too,” Aria shrugged. “Red is the brake. Blue is homecoming. Like it?” “Yes.” He nodded slowly. “Blue.”

"My mother's side of the family disowned me when I dropped law school and refused to enter their company." Clara blinked. "So they cut you off." Bella nodded. "But my uncle Thomas still manages the Bluefield-Lorain Trust. 2.3% in diversified assets. One of them? LV." Xavier's mouth parted slightly. "You could've told me." She shrugged. "You could've asked." --- The dashboard updated at 1:46 PM. Bella Bluefield Proxy Trust: +2.3% Xavier: 49.7% The room broke into gasps.

I'll add Cerulean for her blush. A combination of Burnt Sienna, Terra Rosa, Viridian and White would be perfect for her contours, this would give justice to the height of her cheek bones, emphasizing every edge, each soft curve. For her beautiful wavy hair, Transparent Oxide Red, Viridian, White and Tera Rosa, which will present the waves and the silk elegantly. I inhaled the scent of paint and the wet canvas, and I imagined Candice to be a girl who loves lavender and so I mixed the pigments Rose and Ultramarine Blue for the background which created a perfect soft purple, like lavender.

Justin has something up his sleeve and does not wish to tell me his plans. Both my handsome Bampires did not want to let me leave their place today. Attempting to keep me confined and lost in their presence so, I would forget this crazy ordeal that I am going to take part in a couple of hours. They will not lose me tonight, I assure them. I head to Bluestoria field, ready as I will ever be.

We tore into wolves and witches with swords; Naya pulled out a knife that gutted a large grey wolf from behind. As soon as she brought one down, another came through, and another. There were so many wolves that I couldn’t tell where they were coming from. A deafening growl ripped through the air, and everyone paused. I turned to see a black-coated wolf that shone blue in the bright lights approach slowly onto the field. The wolf was massive, larger than even Hoku. His teeth were bared, and his eyes were fixed on the chocolate wolf that had saved Hoku moments before.

I went to them and threw red coloured water on both of them. Kshitij went to grab another small bucket and Noopur ran after me with a dark green colour in her hands. She does that on each holi. She applies fast colour which remains on skin for a day or two. So I started running, I kept running and looking back at her. We had already reached the extreme corner of that garden. All of a sudden, I collided with someone. I looked at the face. It was Dr Aakash. I apologised to him for bumping into him and he smiled in a very weird way.

As soon as they left, the underground base exploded into nothing but ruins. **** RED We got out from the underground base only to find a blonde lady waiting outside. Dahlia stiffened beside me. I didn't know why the blonde was there. All I knew was that it couldn't be good. "Shelley?" Lia breathed, tensing up. 'Shelley' glared daggers at her. "So, it's actually true" She said, glaring at me. "You actually ran away with some animals" She said. "I had to run away with them. They are not animals, but your brother is one.

“How many people have you killed, Blue... Iris?” Her eyes suddenly widened, lips parted, then she gulped, but the gun remained pressed against my groin. “H-how d-did you know?” Her question was hesitant and wary. Huh! I could distract her. “My mom had a flower shop. Of all the flowers, she chose iris to bring home every day and placed it in my room. As annoying as it is, I liked the blue one. Your eyes are blue like an iris flower. They remind me of her.”

“Have you been using a new face wash? You look like you’re about to break out,” With a stiff, forced smile and the urge to confess ‘no, mom, just pregnant’, Blue managed a weak “Must be my moisturiser” though she struggled to shift her focus more than an inch or two from the glaringly obvious reminder of the future she had become the moment she agreed to letting Marian host her birthday party. Considering the way the cards had fallen, she was starting to question whether she’d go back and do it all again—if only for Vincent. Perhaps they would all be better off if she didn’t.