Blue Lock Oc Male Novels & Stories

If he thinks that will make me yield to him like a mate would, then he is utterly mistaken. The cold crawls up my arms as I wait. I’m not going to announce anything. If he is here, then he knows. He decides to show himself only seconds later. I forgot how beautiful he is. The moment he steps from the shadows, I have to exhale all the pent up anxiety in order to actually stay on my feet. I’ve decided it’s his eyes that I can’t ever get used to. Something blue, shouldn’t exist. Where he inherited the shade lighter than turquoise, it is almost silver, I don’t know. As he gets closer, I realise it it’s a silver ring on the outside that encaptures a shade of unimaginable blue within.

A blonde man quickly attracted me, his looks were no match for Trojan, but Trojan was one of those aristocrats who said very little, but Trojan's smile was as warm as the sun. The color of his pupils was blue and when he smiled, his eyes sucked me in like a vortex. "Wow, I've decided to make him my one-night stand," my wolf Tala said excitedly. "You know we still can't go against the blessing of the moon goddess and choose to cut the mate connection." Tala was worried that I would make the wrong decision. "Nikita, is it?" The blonde man walked into me and I could clearly smell his perfume on him.

, he said and kissed me on my forehead and left with Owen and Laura. * * * Ben isn't the talky kinda guy, he was more of a duty calls duty go. He was Korean, had very black thick long hair and a pair of hazel eyes. "Uhm, nice tatts you got there", I said as the ride back was becoming terribly quiet. "Thanks ", he responded coldly. "Uhm, you really seem to like the color blue", I said noticing how all the clothes I've ever seen him with was blue, honestly.

He said and winked at me while I was still treating him. " Don't call me jaggery!! " " Then how about a mango?? You fit your description of a mango. And I want to drown in you." he said. " Ewww... Go and rest " I said with my face absolutely red. " I swear, you look very tempting when you blush and I want to eat you... you turn red and look like a tomato, strawberry, or red apple when you blush.. so if you want I can call you anything out of these when you blush. "

I angle my body toward his and reach out, putting my hand on his bicep. “Thank you,” I say slowly, giving his arm a little squeeze. Blue Suit narrows his eyes and grins. “Drink,” he orders, eyes dropping to my cleavage. I know his type, and I can’t fucking stand them. Relatively young for making so much money, they usually hail from trust-fund families to begin with. I bet Blue Suit posts selfies with his Lamborghini at least twice a week on I*******m and has to constantly remind people of how much pussy he gets.

"I’m calling the Gambino family’s Don right now! Let him see your true colors—pretending to talk about business while trying to seduce someone else's husband! You're disgusting!" "I'm calling him now. I'm going to see him now and have him kill you!"

After all, Boss Blue wouldn't marry someone who isn't beautiful. “You're so close to our family doctor, huh,” Boss Blue broke the silence. “Is he one of the men you're trying to win over?” He asked me. “Well, I can't blame you if you are. He's the son of one of the best doctors in Asia. He's rich and single.” I stopped stroking Beatrice's soft hair and looked up. I saw Boss Blue looking at me through his rearview mirror. I don't know if I should be offended or what by what he said. Is that how he sees me?

she said. "From the look on his face, he would," I said, clutching a pillow. "And the worst part is, he had bodyguards, Bluey. Expensive-looking ones. I think he’s rich. He might even be someone powerful.” "Are you for real?" “Wait… do you think he’s a werewolf too?" Bluey asked, her face now turning serious. "No... he’s not just a werewolf. He’s a Lycan” “Oh Goddess…”Bluey exclaimed.

Katleya asked. “It was Black’s fault. He got mad when I mentioned something about him and…” Blue looked around first. When he was sure no one else was nearby, he whispered, “Grey. He shook my head so hard I got dizzy and then—there, I threw up. Now I’m suddenly a handsome laundry boy. Where’s your weak boyfriend anyway?” “Weak? Excuse you. He’s an athlete. Captain ball of the soccer team.” “He’s not that good. He hasn’t even brought home a single medal from our school. Weak,” Blue bragged.

If I remembered correctly, he was fifty-nine this year and still not fully mature. His hair wasn’t as vividly colored as in the publications; instead, it was a pale gold that almost faded into silver. His eyes, however, were exactly as the legends described—an utterly unique violet-blue, unmatched anywhere in the world. And his build… seemed taller than depicted in books, even half a head taller than Frey. I had always believed a man’s appearance didn’t matter much. Objectively speaking, though, Blu was undeniably handsome. Few men possessed that kind of presence—where at first glance, every proportion of face and body seemed perfectly balanced, creating an almost overwhelming visual impact.