Eita Blue Lock Novels & Stories

I say. " That's pretty cute. What does his wolf look like?" she asks, grinning. " His wolf is a few different shades of grey and his eyes are solid blue," I say. " Really? I thought with him being Alpha's son, his wolf would be black like most are?" she says. " I thought so too. His wolf is beautiful. He's also the only person I've ever known to have as blue eyes as a wolf. I haven't even heard of anyone wolf with blue eyes," I say.

With every impact of their glowing sword hitting against each other, traces of blue energy sparked and fell. “So this is how a battle between two Divine Knights would go?” Kael heard one of the Grand Knights from a distance. “Blue Dragon Style … Second Form,” Kael heard Lucas casting. “Ice Dragonslash.” The traitor gave one wide swing of his sword, slicing the air. Its curved path created a blue arc, then it blasted towards Kael. He obstructed the arc using Icebane, but the energy was too strong it pushed him back. He took a step backward and then stood his feet hard against the ground.

I allowed Alpha Ice and his luna to go on with their French kiss for the next five minutes before I cleared my throat, gaining the attention of the couple who seemed to have forgotten my presence and that of the other women in the kitchen. Carey blushed in embarrassment while Ice or Alpha Ice smirked at me. "Ah, I forgot about you, " he stated, " Carey, this is... Er Blue, the rougue I captured this morning and Blue, this is Carey, my Luna, " Alpha Ice announced, once again caressing his lips. With a brow raised I questioned, "why Blue? " He shrugged, " you never told me your name, " I snorted, " Blue is fine then, " it was good he didn't know my name, that would make it hard for Allan and t

"I'm coming with you, Lia" ***

(You better be bearing some good news for me kid) "La costa è chiara. Puoi volare un uccellino ma stai attento! L'aquila è ancora a piede libero." A female voice said from the other line, (Coast is clear. You can fly a little birdie but be careful! The eagle is still on the loose.) "Merda!" He cursed crushing his hand into a fist, "Grazie. Stavo per bruciare questa merda. Sta iniziando a soffocare me." He continued releasing his hold. From the other line the girl chuckled,

“There has to be a story there, but Daemon is the most secretive member of the warriors I know. He barely talks. No one knows a thing about him, other than his… well... his…” "Sleeping around?" I rolled my eyes, getting on my feet again. "You can say it, Lena. Everyone in the Blue Moon Pack knows it, even if they don't talk about it." “Yeah,” she sighed. “That.” Lean moved towards me, unzipping my dress and letting it pool around my feet. I stepped out of it and walked to the bathroom. “You can go to bed, Lena. I want to be alone.” “Are you sure, Annie? I mean… I am not…”

Ezra’s voice called out, deep and demanding, the kind of voice that didn’t take no for an answer. Adrian stood, his body tense, his expression hardening as though preparing for battle. He glanced at Blue, searching for an answer, for a choice, for something. Blue froze, caught between the two men who had unraveled his world. His pulse thundered in his ears as Ezra’s voice echoed through the room again, rougher now, almost pleading. “Blue…open the door.” Blue’s breath shook as his gaze darted between the door and Adrian, between fire and water, between destruction and salvation.

, she asked, as she played with the locket in the hands, "Well I guess, the black is for the black magic, and well, the blue is your magic because its pure, and seeing that both you and Nova have blue eyes, I think that's why its blue", Alaric answered, "Makes senses, but look I'm holding the locket and the color blue is over powering the back, does this mean that the black magic in me is leaving", Annalise said, she was hopeful it meant that, because even though she wont admit it, the feeling she was having was anything short of being pure.

"BEAST!" The smoky ropes turned, attacking Mr. Rudi. Siron screamed, but was too late. The ropes constricted the guard's neck. But it gave Siron a chance. He lunged forward, not to attack, but to grab his mother's silver locket which he still held. Without knowing why, he pressed the blue stone on the locket and thrust it toward Kit's face. "Let him go!" The locket glowed, emitting a pale blue light. Kit screamed, a scream that was a mixture of Kit's own voice and a foreign, hissing sound. He recoiled, hands covering his face. "KEEP THAT THING AWAY!"

The ground beneath Laila’s feet began to vibrate, and a pulse of deep, sapphire blue light erupted from the cracks in the concrete. The man in the tattered coat recoiled, his face twisting in genuine shock. The blue light didn't come from Laila. It came from Elias. The boy was standing at the entrance of the warehouse, his hands pressed against the floor. He wasn't glowing like Laila; he was humming. The blue energy wasn't a weapon; it was a frequency. It was the "song" he had mentioned earlier, the one that needed a chorus. The Soul Eaters shied away from the blue light, their forms becoming unstable. They didn't shriek; they simply dissolved back into the mist.