Blue.lock Novels & Stories

In the middle of a scene, he puts his arm around me and I walk up to him. -I really like you Mindy. I pull away and get up from the couch. -This is happening so fast," I was about to leave, but he stops my arm. -Please don't go. -Let go of me. -Please, you have to remember me, don't you remember me at all," he hugged me from behind and whispered in my ear. "Blue lake." -¿Blue lake? -Blue lake. -¿What's wrong with you? -It's not working.

She was smiling widely, her eyes beamed. Blue rotated his eyes in annoyance. “Fine!” He stomped toward Black and kissed her cheek even though it was covered with a mask. “Happy now?” He returned to Pink's side. Black chuckled. Extremely satisfied and her anger vanished instantly. Blue’s scent was cold and sharp. Not even once his scent irked her. Unlike the rest of them, Blue was like a healing potion to her. He was aloof, yet soft-hearted. His only interest was good sleep. Nothing more, nothing less.

Today is the day when Mia and Blaze are going on vacation to Italia, they've prepared their stuff and everything, Blaze just did the last check-up for his pack. "Yes Mrs Blakley, we will arrange your problem since I won't be here for two weeks, contact my beta who will help you." Blaze said through his phone as Klay and Zach are playing together at rock, paper and scissors. "Rock, paper, scissors!" They yelled together loudly and Blaze cringed. "Fuck..." He muttered and glared at them but they didn't notice him glaring at them.

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Mario chimed in, it took them a lot of strength to take down Argent how much more seventeen dragons, it was clearly impossible. “But we can slow them down” Blue stepped forward, her red hair turned back into white and her eyes were completely white. She stood still in front of them with her arms wide open. “What is she doing?” Mario asked Cornelius who had already climbed his back in fear of the dragons, “Time freeze” Soon everything stood still except them, “Grab the horses, we don’t have much time” Blue instructed and they did as she said, they rode faster into the forest trying to escape them, they could hear roars from behind which meant that Blue’s magic had worn off.

Daemon’s POV He hadn't changed a wink since the last time I saw him, which was years ago. He was still tall and lanky, those bright blue eyes taking the room with such ease, rare to find. He had always been that way, taking on life with such excitement. "Balor!" The name fell from her lips easily as he crossed the space. That was when I noticed the flowers in his hands. Tulips. Not exactly Annie's favorite, but there was no way he could have known that.

Please? Me: Stop using the puppy eyes. It’s manipulation. Bluey: It's working though. Yes? Me: Fine. You’re lucky you have a good face. Bluey: See you tomorrow then. Don't die of boredom watching vampires. 🦇 Me: Fuck off. Going back to my movie. I tossed the phone onto the bed, feeling a weird, hollow sense of peace. Bluey was safe, he was stupid, and he was the exact kind of distraction I needed to stop the shaking in my hands.

My phone buzzed again, and I picked it up. “I’m trying not to get it wrong again.” I read the message slowly. There was no pressure in it, no attempt to push anything forward, just that. I did not reply immediately. Across the room, Blue stood up and walked back to the structure. She crouched beside it and looked at it carefully from the side. “It’s still standing,” she said. “Yes.” She reached out and touched one of the blocks, then quickly pulled her hand back. “I don’t trust it yet,” she said.

When we reached the corner where we always split, he paused. “Do you wanna come over?” he asked. I blinked. “To your place?” He nodded. “My brother works late. You’d be safe.” I hesitated, then nodded. “Okay.” --- Blue’s house was smaller than I expected. A two-bedroom rental tucked behind a bakery, with peeling paint on the front porch and a cracked window that had been patched with duct tape. Inside, it smelled like lemon cleaner and old wood. He kicked off his shoes by the door and motioned toward the couch. “You can sit.”

hoping to see my mother for some last-minute counsel. Rather, my childhood friend Clara crept in. Her face was pallid, and something that made my stomach turn had taken the place of her normally happy look. "Ivy," she wrung her hands and whispered. "There are rumors... whispers among the pack..." "What rumors?" My voice was sharper than I meant when I asked. Unease pricked at the back of my neck. Clara refused to look at me. "They claim that there is another person. Another blue-haired girl who says—"