Blue.lock Novels & Stories

Amar was standing in front of me as his Amarok, his eye completely focused on the dragon. And there I stood, still in my human form, Lupa not even attempting to take over. "Hey, Goldilocks? I'd seriously prefer not to become a barbeBlue today!" Blue said as he hovered about 2 feet off the ground, ready to move as quickly as needed. I smiled at Blue. "Sorry, but it's about to get worse." Blue's face sank as he looked at me, his eyes pleading with me not to keep poking the deity. I turned to look at the dragon in his fire-aqua eyes. "I know the truth."

“Come in.” She pushed open the door and stepped inside, her eyes taking in the modern yet elegant decor of the office. It was a testament to Asher Kingsley’s refined taste—clean lines, luxurious materials, and an expansive view of New York’s skyline. Asher himself was seated behind a minimalist desk, engrossed in a stack of blueprints. His intense blue eyes lifted to meet hers, and for a moment, the outside world seemed to vanish.

I said as I sat in front of the vanity. Linda and Amber got to work on my hair, setting long curls pinned up with a beautiful blue hair comb. It had sapphires and platinum gold roses along the edge. Amber put a light foundation on and gave my eyes a slight smoky effect. She finished my makeup with pale pink lipstick. “There we are, perfect.” Amber said before going to the closet to get the dress. It was a powder blue silk dress. It was floor length with a slit up the right leg to the midthigh. I got up and walked towards it.

“I created a lotion, but I haven’t run it under a microscope yet. Blue thought it was good enough and, oh, God, it was just a little bit. He only put it on the back of his hand, but he’s passed out.” “Where are you now?” I asked as I glanced to Cillian. “Penelope’s,” Kenzie answered. “And you’ve seen Blue. He’s not a small guy. I’m going to need help getting him detoxed. If it’s anything like what Cillian went through, it won’t be pretty.” “You need to get over there with Torque,” I told Cillian. “We don’t need Torque thinking this was done intentionally.” “I doubt he’ll think that, but if Kenzie is right, Blue’s in for a wild ride,” Cillian said. He kissed my cheek, then hurried out of the

I can only keep my mouth running, to try and distract myself from it. “That wolf,” I start, voice low. “He looked almost insane. And his eyes—” “Were blue, wasn’t it?” He says, finishing my words. His golden eyes turn to the curtained windows. Between the velvet, a sliver of the night sky shows. And in that sky, gleams a pale, full moon. The light feels almost eerie. “A Blue Moon is approaching.” A Blue Moon? “I’m predicting that it will be within this week,” He says, sighing softly. “I will have to prepare. So will the Beta, and the rest of the warriors that carry Dominance.”

The enormous windows that stretched floor to ceiling on the east side of the building were draped with a delicate silvery mesh, reflecting the light from the cast iron chandelier that hung low in the centre of the room. And Irina was not finished. "Don't you get mud on my floor!" Clutching her clipboard, Sapphira watched as Irina pointed at Beta Declan's filthy boots. "Sorry, Irina." He grinned sheepishly and kissed the top of the tiny woman's head while she batted him away.

Thus, the pressure on Blue is very heavy, especially since he (Reyan) also needs to be treated by Blue. “Focus!” Reyan told Blue when he saw that Blue’s golden pupils were filled with confusion while his expression looked absent-minded. Reyan could guess that Blue is thinking of something again, and this something is making him even more nervous! “Stop thinking! Don’t think of anything else right now and just focus on healing Hail!” he told him. “Nothing else!” he emphasized. Blue looked at Reyan with his eyes red due to tears threatening to fall. “But…” he spoke with his voice trembling, showing how nervous Blue feels right now. “What if… what if I… I kil – “ he said.

The graphics were terrifyingly real, and Uriel would only ever admit it just this once. The red matched the slight hue in the corner of the painting on his wall. Beautiful. One step. Two steps. Three steps. Three steps in, and V was three steps out. He backed away as the player named 'Blue' approached him. Blue. Where had he heard that name before? He pondered, but he could only think so deep when a forty three inch blade was threatening to pierce him. Blue. Blue; a lone hue. A cold shade. Blue.. I remember now.

“Don’t worry about me. You have an army to take care of. I can take care of myself.” “Sure, sure. Oh by the way, tell Bilgrae to get the demihuman squad ready. He knows what to do next.” “Okay, sure.” “Great thanks. Now if you’ll excuse me.” Bronto walked past Crymillia as she gave way to him. “It seems like he’s the one that needs a rest.” . . . We’ve reached the end of BLAIR Volume 2: The Great Sandcastle! I hope that you all have been enjoying the story so far and many more volumes, not to mention chapters coming in the future. I do apologise for the unstable updates and I’ll try to improve, which I always try to do.

I affirmed like a lovestruck lady. "Do you trust me?" "No." I smiled, he chuckled. His hold on me tightened and then his eyes flashed a brief shade of blue. My smile deepened. His Wolf eye color was different compared to other werewolves that were golden brown. He was unique just like mine. I wondered why they were blue though but before I could ponder further, golden butterflies surrounded us. And then we gradually ascended into the sky. In a strange way, it felt like my heels were still against the ground but in reality, we were already amidst the clouds.