Julian Blue Lock Novels & Stories

It’s the one that usually commands the room without ever having to be raised. I turn my head slowly. Standing by the window, silhouetted by the moonlight, is one of them. Julian. He’s leaning against the brickwork, a small flame dancing between his fingers as he plays with a silver Zippo. He’s wearing a black hoodie, the sleeves pushed up to show off the thick cords of muscle in his forearms. “Julian,” I breathe out, my throat so tight it hurts. “The doors... they’re locked. I need to get out.”

“I created a lotion, but I haven’t run it under a microscope yet. Blue thought it was good enough and, oh, God, it was just a little bit. He only put it on the back of his hand, but he’s passed out.” “Where are you now?” I asked as I glanced to Cillian. “Penelope’s,” Kenzie answered. “And you’ve seen Blue. He’s not a small guy. I’m going to need help getting him detoxed. If it’s anything like what Cillian went through, it won’t be pretty.” “You need to get over there with Torque,” I told Cillian. “We don’t need Torque thinking this was done intentionally.” “I doubt he’ll think that, but if Kenzie is right, Blue’s in for a wild ride,” Cillian said. He kissed my cheek, then hurried out of the

"They were over the Bight of Benin. Julian, that’s too close to the old Lagos shipping lanes. If the current took them..." ​"It wasn't the current." Julian stood up, pacing the length of the room with the restless energy of a caged predator. "I built that ship’s kernel myself. There are only two people in the world who know how to override the biometric lock. Me... and the man who taught me everything I know." ​Lyra’s breath hitched. "Silas is dead, Julian. We saw the flatline. We saw the compound burn." ​"Silas is dead," Julian agreed, stopping at the window to look out at the dark Atlantic. "But his files weren't. Lyra, look at the metadata that just pinged back from the server."

JULIE The next morning, I am woken up by Blue's constant voice. She keeps calling my name, telling me that we will be late if I cannot wake up on time and get ready. She has called my name more than twenty times so I finally gave up and removed the blanket from my face which I put just to avoid Blue. My raven locks fall on my face as I remove the soft blanket. I gently push them away, clearing my sight and then giving my full attention to Blue.

“Sebastian.” “Sebastian,” Seb smirked. “I like the way that sounds from you, Alexander.” “What? Don’t call me Alexander,” Alex laughed. “It sounds weird coming from you.” “Now that I think about it,” Seb said, moving even closer towards Alex. “Why in the world did you tell me your name was Blue? I get if you wanted to lie about your name but Blue just sounds so random so why Blue?” Feeling colour creep towards his cheek, Alex looked into Seb’s blue eyes. “It’s a secret.”

We went to the largest crate. I popped the latches. The front panel swung open. Julian stepped out. He was dressed in tactical black—black cargo pants, a black turtleneck, and soft-soled boots. He looked like a shadow come to life. He held a tablet in one hand and a set of lockpicks in the other. "I hate small spaces," he grumbled, cracking his neck. "You fit perfectly," I whispered. "Now go. We'll stall them." "Be careful," Julian said. He touched my cheek. His eyes were intense. "If Miller comes down here..."

Adir place the hair on Castus palm " You're my friend and that's hard to be" "You're saying all of this because you don't know what happened,the Dotedrins killed a lot of witches back then,they thought they'd the supreme power over everything"Castus exhale tired of repeating himself"The hair is blue" "Blue?are you sure it's blue?" " Yes, it's color..."Castus pause. "Your dream" "The girl hair is also blue now don't tell me this is a coincidence" " It is but you didn't even see the girl face because it's blurry"Castus utter " I know it's rare for someone to have a natural blue hair but..."

Cinna- Old , pale , ginger hair. Ravi- Olive skin, short hair , black beard. Vladymir- Young, dark hair , scar on his eyebrow. Elijah- Old , silver hair, moustache. Damien- Young, tattoed arms, buzz cut, green eyes. Antonius- Young, long hair , pale skin. "Kai and Alec are also part of the council ." Dad says and turn to look at Kai," Where is Alec?" He asks him. " He is still out on a mission . Hopefully , he will be back by tomorrow." Kai says and dad nods.

Old ledgers fall out. ​"I switched them while the gas filled the room," she explains. "The blueprints are ash." ​Julian stares at the paper. His face goes blank. He is a man who lost his only map. ​I lunge. ​Julian steps back. He trips on the slick wood. The flare gun fires. ​The orange light hits the fuel tank of a jet ski. ​The explosion throws us back. Julian vanishes into the dark water. He does not resurface.

“Does he make you feel… stable?” Elena swallowed hard. “He treats me like a human being.” A murmur rippled through the crowd. Phones were already out. Recording. Julian stepped closer, invading her space without touching her. He leaned in, his voice meant only for her. “You’re wearing blue,” he murmured. “My favorite color on you.” Just like your eyes Her breath hitched despite herself. “You’re still dressing for me,” he continued quietly. “Even now. Even while standing next to him.”