Julian Blue Lock Novels & Stories

hoping to see my mother for some last-minute counsel. Rather, my childhood friend Clara crept in. Her face was pallid, and something that made my stomach turn had taken the place of her normally happy look. "Ivy," she wrung her hands and whispered. "There are rumors... whispers among the pack..." "What rumors?" My voice was sharper than I meant when I asked. Unease pricked at the back of my neck. Clara refused to look at me. "They claim that there is another person. Another blue-haired girl who says—"

"They break your mind. They keep people who know too much. Or people who steal too much." He looked at Julian. The blue light from the locket flashed on his face. "Like us." The light was slow now. *Blink. Blink. Blink.* It was not like the fast red beep from before. It was waiting. "It is blue again," Julian said. He felt cold. "Red was tracking," Viktor said. He stared at the locket in Julian's hand. "Blue is different. Blue means it is active. It is talking to the main computer."

The faint blue glow from my eyes brightened the room a little bit, but just enough for me to see the fear on her face, as she almost tripped on a chair behind her while getting away from me. I stood still, completely still just staring at her. Funny I could see very clearly despite my eyes being freaky. "Oh my God!!" My scared friend screamed again, and covered her mouth with shaky hands. "Ella.. you..your eyes are blue!" "How on Earth are your eyes blue Rosella? Your fvcking eyes are glowing... HOW??" Ray screamed again I really needed to get her to lower her voice a little. "I.....I don't know Ray ok? I woke up like this. I don't know how, don't know what's happening to me Ray"

he stuttered out. Erin, V subconsciously parroted. "Kim Uriel," he visibly brightened, looking rather haughty. Nodding, Blue looked at the Moon once more. He ogled at it as if it were the best thing to ever exist, as if it were to never exist again. As if it's the only thing that has ever existed, and it's all he's ever known. It's all he's ever dreamed of, even when he wasn't asleep.

Each one seemed to ask a different question. Julian’s voice was hushed, reverent. “This,” he said, “is every blueprint Echo ever designed. Every body. Every mind. Every possibility they imagined.” The weight of it pressed in from all sides. The air was dry, preserved, as though nothing in here had aged since the day the last blueprint was archived. Savannah could almost hear the room breathe. *** Julian moved slowly between the glowing pillars, his fingertips barely grazing their glass. He looked as though touching them too long might burn him.

Last month, we called all upper ranks and celebrated our new united pack, the Phantom Fang pack. It would have gone south if Beta Rowan’s son Tobias hadn’t found his mate along the Phantom Moon pack. Naya has since stayed at Phantom Fang headquarters, my father’s old house, working with Tobias on a better future for both sides. We were both giddy about her finding her mate, and Tobias has been nothing but a gentleman to her, from what she tells me through our texts.

His knuckles were bruised, but his dark eyes were bright with a reckless, untamed adrenaline. ​Julian, however, remained frozen. His large, heavily tattooed hands were still resting on Elena’s waist, keeping her anchored on the edge of the glass table where he had claimed her. His breathing was heavy, the fabric of his white dress shirt rising and falling against her chest. The beast that had nearly torn Hector’s throat out was still clawing beneath his skin, visible in the dark, unhinged blue of his sapphire eyes. ​"You're shaking, sweetheart," Julian murmured, his deep voice carrying a raw, gravelly edge. He leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers, his thumbs tracing the soft skin

The air around it began to warp and shimmer. "It's going to self-destruct!" Elias shouted from the docks. "He's going to blow the harbor to keep us from taking the tech!" Julian kicked Bryan away and stood up. His white suit was covered in grease and blood. He looked at me, then at the glowing heart. He didn't look afraid. He looked like he had already won. "If I can't have the key," Julian whispered, "then no one will have a world to unlock." He lunged for the heart, his hand reaching for the center. He was going to set it off manually.