Blue Lock Novels & Stories

He looked pissed and disgusted that she would even say that. “We are not Mates. I would never be mates with an ugly, worthless excuse for a wolf. I don’t know who would even consider accepting a loser like you. I, Oscar Barlowe, soon to be alpha of the Dark Moon pack, Reject you, Lilith Brookes, as my Luna and my mate.” Everyone around her started laughing as he walked past Lilith and into Brittany's arms. The entire team quickly tried to make his way to his best friend, who looked to be on the verge of tears, but he wasn't fast enough as Lilith promptly made her way out of the school building.

No toys or anything around. "Where is your son?" Jasmine stopped dead in her tracks. A cold air swept through her spine making goosebumps grow on her skin. She had been avoiding the idea of even talking about him. The kind of emotions that swelled up within her were not warm or welcoming at all; there were cold, dark, and void of anything positive. "I don't know." She said blankly, then continued on cleaning a weapon in her hand. There was an OKC (Ontario Knife Company) marine combat knife, a Usmc marine tactical combat knife, a black Smith and Wesson's firearm and about a dozen bullets.

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.

"Sofia, you are marrying the most powerful being alive in a castle-mansion in front of an entire pack that is divided about whether you should exist. Everything about this is dramatic." I looked at her. "The blue," she said firmly. Lilly, from the window seat, held up her notebook: The blue. Kara is right. "You're supposed to be objective," I told her. She wrote: I am being objective. The blue is objectively the best. I looked at the fabric. Deep midnight blue, the colour of the sky at the moment just before full dark, with a quality to it that caught the light differently depending on how you moved. It was, objectively, the best.

he spits, stepping toward me. A hand grabs onto my arm and gently pulls be backward. Smirnov steps in front of me, blocking Anderson's path to me. He places my boba in my hand and turns back to his friend. "Back off," he tells him, a strange edge to his voice. "What?" Anderson questions, eyes wide. "Back off," he repeats. "You got the reaction you wanted, and it is over now," "She punched me," "You deserved it. Now back the fuck off,"

“You are much better than I, and it would definitely be more suitable for you to be by Mr. Elysian’s side.” Blue Artifact was an established brand, and they had many subsidiaries under them.

“Absolutely. Love ya!” “You too!” My voice cracks with unexpected emotions and I hang up before he can hear it. Once I hang up with him, I immediately call Liam. The ringing lasts a little longer and I wonder if anyone is still at his office. “Hello, Richard and Bentley Associates.” A woman says when the call is finally answered. “Hi, I’m looking for Liam Anderson.” “May I ask who’s calling?” “My name’s Blue, he’ll know who I am.” There is a moment of silence like she’s wondering if I’m joking but when I don’t say anything else I guess she gives up.

he said and caressed my arm. "All right, women. What drinks do you want me to buy?" Blue asked. "Iced coffee," I said to him. "No coffee for us because we might faint from palpitation," Blue contradicted, so I puckered my lips. "Anything that can refresh our minds," Scarlet said so he nodded. "I'll get going then. Don't worry, this place is heavily guarded, so no one can hurt you," Blue said and tapped my shoulder. A moment of silence came over us, until my phone rang. It's Giovanni.

I was being blackmailed by the son, but I was being protected by his father. "And Blue?" I asked. "My men will be in the move the moment I tell them," Adrian said, then pulled out his phone. "By the time Leo hits the front gates tomorrow, Blue will be in a safe house three states away, and she won't even know she was ever in danger." He leaned down, his breath warm against my ear. "Are you ready to play the part of the traitor, Lana? Because tomorrow, we’re going to show my son exactly what happens when you try to blackmail me."

His eyes gleamed with discovery. “Steve,” I said, my tone demanding. “What do you have for me?” He straightened, gesturing to the table. “Blue Atlantic,” he began. “This is a shore company somewhere in Europe. It has been your major client in procurement for years. But when I dug deeper, I discovered the company doesn’t really exist. It’s a shell company, designed to accumulate a transactional portfolio of one billion to be listed on the intercontinental stock exchange. Once listed, it won’t be traceable to any single owner. Instead, ownership will be encrypted across various shareholders in a blockchain system.”