Bluelock Novels & Stories

I couldn’t even find the products in the intellectual property archives. It could have been the same sort of secret that Blue Ice Wolfsbane Whiskey had, but Blooming Vibes was a relatively new company compared to Blue Ice Wolfsbane Whiskey. The drive to Blooming Vibes was short. I was surprised when Walter’s assistant had been able to get me onto his schedule for the day so easily. We got out of the car and I led, Grace and Renda into the building. It wasn’t a very large building or a very large complex. Given how much Blooming Vibes produced, it was odd. They could have had another location where all the production happened, but that didn’t feel right either.

He heard a loud beep followed by a panel appearing in front of him. Initializing…. Subject found… Player information: Seung Byul Ability: None Status: Newbie Level 1 Would you like to upgrade? Y/N A mechanical voice sounded from a blue panel in front of him. “….!” Byul surprisingly look at the screen, his eyes suddenly flashed with excitement. To think he’d have this! The odds didn’t detest him so much! Ah! No way I have my own system! Byul held out his hand as the blue panel simply suspended itself in the air. As he turned and walked away, it didn’t follow and was just suspended there in a wait.

"What?" "What?"he repeated. "What?!" "What?" "What are you doing?" "What are you doing?"he stared at me with his deep blue eyes, almost drilling a hole in my soul. He looked excruciatingly handsome in his and turtle neck sweater. His pink lips were looking very soft, very kissable. I swallowed a lump that suddenly formed in my throat. For a brief moment, I imagined what it would be like to have his muscular hands on my body, to have his lips on mine.

He took them and started to learn the blueprints, he finished looking through all the blueprints, suddenly a notification flashed in front of him. ___________________________________________ Do you wish to update these blueprints for cyborg mods_ B-grade blade hands, C-grade booster legs, and D-grade super jump legs? Yes/No ___________________________________________ Ben clicked on yes and another notification appeared, 'Blueprints acquired and can be used in creation center'. "I'll check it later, let me go and see Ricky, it's about time for school to get over", thought Ben and went to the library. Ben's day went as usual. He went home and ate dinner, he completed his daily mission.

&&&&& Few minutes later, Blue was walking to his class when Ruthless blocked him. "Yes, what can I do for you?" Blue asked. "Stay away from her," Without speaking her name, Blue knows who he was referring to. "And if I don't?" "Well let's just say you won't survive if I strike. I may not know how to show my emotion but don't dare me. She's my mate and she belongs to me. Do not touch what is MINE." By now, they were gaining attention. "In his own territory, even a Hellhound acts like a demi-god," Blue said.

"You were so brave." "I'm too old for this crap," I roll my eyes at her but stubbornly pop the lollipop into my mouth anyway. I glare at Max immediately after, still annoyed. "AJ!" Troy whines like a girl despite just meeting her. "Move your giant head so we can see our work! It must be bestowed upon us. Don't block our view of Benjamin." As soon as AJ moves out of the way, he gasps in horror, "Block the view again, AJ! Block it, block it!"

The person said. "3 million." One lifted his number. "3.5 million." said another. "4.5 million." "5 million." "6 million." And Harper said the next one. "10 million." Everyone kept quiet. Some even gave him glares. "10 million? Going once..twice..Sold! To Mr Ben Harper." Everyone clapped. "A fine choice you have there." I started the conversation. "Yes. It seems my wife would like a diamond like that."

Feeling giddy, Mikayla put on the bracelet and did a little spin for the guests. Cory let out a whistle. “Ben, this must have cost you a pretty penny.” Ben grinned. “All that matters is that Mikayla loves it.” Turning around, Ben walked toward me. He held a smaller carton and passed it to me. “This one’s for you, Kaycee.” I set my drink down and took the box. The packaging was very basic, without even a seal sticker. I peeked inside and found a generic blind-box plushie. It was from an old series that had been popular two years back.

This was a rare chance to prove myself, not just to Caelthorn but to the outside world. To show everyone that I was not the pretty trophy wife like I had pretended to be all this time. “Bluewave Pharmaceuticals,” I said. The room went quiet. Leo spoke first. “You mean the company that capsized three years ago–” “Dragging half the drug stock market with it,” I completed. “Yes, that one. The Blackwood family owns it. No one knows because it is a scar on their past.” Kaden's eyes were sharp, glaring daggers into me. “You know that and you still insist on it?”

SUBJECT MAY BE MOVED TO LOCK UNDER COMBINED FAMILY PRESSURE. Mara whispers, “Lock?” Damian’s voice returns, flat and dangerous. “What lock?” Caleb looks at the wall like he wishes he could unlearn language. “There is a stabilizing lock under the power stack. It requires source charge authorization for correction protocols.” Renn’s eyes sharpen. “Correction.” No one in this city uses that word kindly. Caleb swallows. “Residential correction. Stock correction. Emergency mercy.” Mara’s face goes dead. “Clearance.”