Blue Lock Oc Male Novels & Stories

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.

A deep male voice boomed from behind us, breaking the peaceful silence, making us both startle. I slowly turned around to face the culprit and as soon as our eyes met, I froze in my spot shocked, not knowing what to say or do next. He was incredibly tall and intimidating, with a strong, muscular frame towering over me. His midnight blue eyes were boring deep into mine, cold and emotionless, making a cold shiver run down my spine. It was like facing an angry predator, fiercely protecting its territory. His pink, full lips slightly parted, moments before that menacing deep voice rang again in my ears.

He was angered by Blue's choice, but the man defended his position and the funds were allocated to a worthy cause; this is all that mattered. He halted and confronted the man. "Next time, I do not want you to make a decision for me. In particular, when it comes to underground fighting or any other extreme activities involving money and criminality." Blue nodded. "Yes, Sir," he said and saluted with his hand. "I'll promise." "Stop acting like a child, Blue," said Ace, smiling. Blue was cherished by Ace, who considered him his brother. Blue belongs to The Greeks. Since college, he has been in a relationship with a man. His gang comprises only three primary members, but he has many subordinates

The baby in the photos. He moves over to Lacey and she backs away, afraid that he might want to pick up where his father had left off. “Hey, no, it's okay. I won't hurt you.” “Don't they always say that?” Lacey asks him with a roll of her eyes. “Huh, I guess they do.” He grins at her. “Well, my name is Owen. I am eighteen, my favorite color is blue and I like wood carving, like making furniture. Now you know me and you can trust me.”

"How are things going out there?" “Threat of a breach,” he corrected. He’d opened the door a little wider, leaning on the frame. “We found nothing, but just to be certain, we’ll stay out there.” “Do you need…” “I’ve got company, Annie,” he interrupted quickly, throwing his head over his shoulders for a fraction of a second. But I caught it. How could I miss it when every part of me was attuned to him? “I’ve got to go.” And then, the rose appeared from behind. He stretched out a hand to me, angling his head. His hair grazed the under of his ears softly, even if there was nothing soft about the Enforcer of the Blue Moon Pack.

My blue hair fell beyond my shoulders, representing everything I was destined to be rather than being the object of youthful awe. As I fixed the silver circlet Alpha Derek had given me for the mating ritual, my hands shook a little. The thought of him made my heart skip a beat. Prophecy and duty had entwined our futures as we grew up together. I had noticed the tender grin he kept for me and the warmth in his black eyes, even though our interactions had always been professional and closely watched by the pack elders. I was startled out of my reverie by a gentle knock on my door. I called and said, "Come in," hoping to see my mother for some last-minute counsel.

“Be mine,” Blue hadn’t the heart to ask why the man who had at least ten years on her wanted to take an eighteen-year-old girlfriend. Sure, Richard would have been about the same age, but he hadn’t the striking looks or what Blue would consider Vincent’s impressive career. Though she understood little about Insurance conglomerates, she felt safe enough assuming he made himself a bit of money. With his fingers fiddling affectionately with her own, exhale brushing across her face in all its sticky heat, she convinced herself she’d banked up a little good karma. Decided it wasn’t some cruel joke she hadn’t been a part of. Whether she spoke because her very crux was throbbing and her knees shook

Blue smiled and turned towards me. "She's not from here. Who is she?" "She's my mate." I replied. She gasped. "Good Lord, you've found your mate! I'm so happy for you." She extended her hands out for an handshake. "Hi. I'm Blue. His friend." Olivia took her hand reluctantly. "I'm Olivia. I see he has tons of female friends." She scoffed. "Oh, he does." Blue chuckled, then she let go of Olivia's hand, and walked back to her position.

He hadn't responded for a while, only angering the herd of players around him even more. "Answer, you fuckin' brat, or I'll make you choke the words out!" He was so nearly ready to attack, but the yellow glow of a player logging on caught his attention. A man with chestnut brown hair, sharp eyes, and a mole on his nose appeared. All too familiarly, he wore a condescending smirk. The player scanned the town, before locking eyes with 'Blue'. His eyes pierced Erin's knowingly, almost as if he had been up to something. He could only shake it off, nervously glancing at the circle of men, circle growing tighter and tighter.

//Emily \\ “Thank you, Luna Elena. I’m pleased to be here“, a very deep masculine voice penetrated my senses. He is the Lycan Alpha! The blue eyed man was him! My future Alpha. Time stopped as I took him in. His eyes were pulling me in. I was hypnotized by his fiery blue eyes. Everyone in the room was forgotten. All my attention was on the huge man with the finest kind of blue eyes. Damn! I have found my new favorite! The Lycan Alpha had a godlike figure. He was huge. About 6’9 tall and with a devilish handsome figure. He stood out among the three men standing at the entrance. He was gorgeous not just gorgeous.... he was divine like the god of lust. He was radiating power and dominance even