Blue Lock Man Novels & Stories

The sound of bones cracking instantly forced my eyelids open, only to notice how the man that kept me hostage for the last few days now stood in all his might right in front of me, his completely bare body half covered in blood. Amethyst’s blood.

Perhaps my dark robe had led him to believe that I was part of an evil organization bent on destroying the world. "You will answer my question, and I will let you go," I demanded, my voice firm and unwavering. The man nodded hastily, his eyes darting back and forth between mine. "A guy with silver hair, silver eyes, silver brows...silver everything," I said. "Oh, and he's a part of the Blue Tower, and wears the same robe as yours, but his blue is a bit deeper." I raised an eyebrow, my voice turning cold. "You know him, right?"

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.

He was no match for the brothers, who were not only bigger than him but happened to be two. “Stop!” I held on to Blue's hand. “You are hurting him!” He stopped and turned to face me. A gasp left my mouth as I let go of his arm and took a step back. Blue looked murderous. His eyes had turned into a complete golden colour, which I knew might be because of the fluorescent light. But at that moment, it seemed like I was looking into the eyes of another man — a monster. “Was this why you didn't come to us?” He demanded, his voice deeper than ever. It sounded more like the rumbling of thunder on a stormy night.

I softly thanked him and hung up. The courier had arrived. The packed gifts were loaded onto their truck. Soon, these things would return to his hands. In a few days, Mark and the others would come to Silverbrook Haven. When the ring is returned to me, Those years of young, foolish dreams Will end just like that. From then on, we'll each head toward different lives. Henry got drunk at a business cocktail party. He stumbled out of the washroom. He heard Eleanor on the phone. "That's great, darling, I'm flying to Silverbrook Haven tomorrow."

“Please.” The first man stepped closer, his nose twitching as he caught my scent. His eyes went wide, turning a pale, glowing yellow for a split second. He didn't look at me with lust or anger. He looked at me with a strange kind of awe. “A Blueclaw,” he whispered. “But... you’re a woman.” “I’m Lyra,” I said, my voice cracking with fatigue. “And I’ve got nowhere else to go.” The man looked at his companions, then back at me. He stepped aside, gesturing toward the largest hut. “The Old Man will want to see this. He hasn’t seen a Blueclaw since the Great War. Especially not one that smells like a Blackwood mate.”

Ameliah said and bowed a little before walking out of his room still calculating if she was seeing things last night… She disposed of the cleaning utensils and walked to her room, then she took out the book she bought from the old woman. “La Luna Azul” She read out loud and then opened the book to the first page… “La Luna Azul (the blue moon) is a powerful weapon of destruction capable of dissipating vampires and werewolf.” She read out loud… She laid down on bed in a comfortable position and then continued to read… “Vampires; not only are they strong, but they are super fast in moving and their main source of nutrition is blood. They have a very sharp eye sight and possesses many other abil

“Why?” “That’s what we are about to find out, if you want to join us.” Stepping out onto the porch. I could already see the guards heading towards us. A tall dark haired man in the middle of them. Him and Blue looked nothing alike. Even the green of his eyes were different to Blue’s green eye. His jawline was much sharper than hers. His cheekbones are high, unlike Blue’s soft features. “Blue!” He calls out, running towards us. Blue steps forward between Xander and I. Her arms folded across her chest. “What do you want, Ant?”

Blue "No, no, it's not what you think." I rattled out, as my hands gripped the edge of the table in a grip that made my knuckles white. Ever continued to speak into her phone, telling them to be fast. My mouth dropped open in astonishment, wondering what the fuck I'd said, to make her call her bulldogs on me. "Ever, I'm not threatening you, or anything like that." I told her with an urgency, holding my hands palm out in an open show of honesty. "I swear, it's really me. I'm Blue. I told you it's a difficult to explain situation."

“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. .