Blue Lock Yoichi Isagi Novels & Stories

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.

“Well, I’m Sebastian. And you?” His smile widened as he introduced himself, birthing beautiful cheekbones and lightening up the most gorgeous set of blue eyes Alex had ever laid his eyes on. “Blue.” “What?” “What?” Alex immediately looked up to a confused looking guy. “Your name’s Blue?” he confirmed. “Oh, that,” realization finally hit Alex. “Yes, it is. Blue, that’s my name.” “Nice meeting you then, Blue.” “Same here,” Alex finally smiled at him. “Sebastian.”

After quite a few moves Nezeira, along with a witty fighting tactic managed to slice off the beasts head. Yihan, stood like a statue, his heart thumped against his chest at a dangerous speed. His eyes were glued to this woman, or vampire. He thought to himself, “So it was you. I saw you back then. But, the eyes? How are they blue? ……….who are you?” Security men poured in swiftly and surrounded Nezeira. She sheathed away her sword, went up to the in-charge and showed the royal i-card. Then she spoke,

My heart resumes its fast pace but for another reason entirely, it takes some effort but I raise my head and I see him standing in the moonlight, hands behind him, “You should not take what doesn’t belong to you” “You don’t deserve her!” Isaac snarls his arms around me tightening to a painful point. “You will only hold her back. Silver ones are meant for greatness, no one pack can claim ownership!” Zayne tosses an object from one hand to the other like a ball, a thick red liquid steeps from it dripping to the grass. Is that a… head? From the dyed white hair stained with blood, it’s the head of the acolytes that had been in front of us.

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”