Ness Crying Blue Lock Novels & Stories

“Has she been doing this the entire time?” “No, she was sat in the chair first of all. She hasn’t even cried yet.” Xander moves in front of her, blocking her from pacing any further. When she realises that she cannot get past, she throws her arms down by her side and screams. “Blue, I need you to talk to us.” She screams again and this time, tears fill her odd coloured eyes, but she quickly blinks them away and glares at him.

I cried. "Go call the doctor Ace!" Ryn rushes the very moment Blake's eyes crack open. Blue.

I would not cower. And there, to my right, were Grey and Blue. They were chained as well, and the sight of them—my mates, my loves—bound because of me was like a dagger to my heart. Grey’s eyes were filled with worry, his lips pressed into a thin line, while Blue’s gaze was a mixture of sorrow and anger. I could feel their pain, their helplessness, and a tear stung my eye. But I wouldn’t cry here, not in front of them.

Vihan said. " Maybe some other time. I need to go. " I said as my eyes got filled with tears. Both Vihan and Roohi were shocked to see me like that as I have always been very strong and they had never seen me crying like this. " Gauravi?? What happened? " Roohi rushed to hug me. " Nothing, let me go." I shook my head. I didn't want to be confronted by anyone. " Not before you tell, why are you crying?? " Vihan asked. Mihir also looked shocked and started coming towards us again.

"Blue...sweetheart...it's late." It took me a while to realize her eyes were swimming with tears. She sniffled but made no attempt to answer me. Leslie barked as if telling me what was wrong. "Sit, Leslie. Sit down, boy." I had to give him the treat to make him obey. "Blue?" She turned around, and her gaze met mine. The look she had there completely shattered my heart. "Hunter..." I knew something was wrong. I'd never seen Blue looking completely helpless like she looked right now. I quickly closed the distance between us and kneeled down in front of her. "You're crying, what's wrong? Talk to me."

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,

Blue utter indistinctly but Ron just laughed at him. "That won't sell to me anymore, Blue. Try harder." Ron's only response and started to fuck Blue hard and rough. Blue was still lying on the bed and he was now somewhat unconscious, I couldn't help but think that he's not just acting and he's having a hard time breathing. Blue gasped as Ron continued to fuck him. A few moments later, tears flowed from the corner of Blue's eye and he suddenly lost consciousness. Ron didn't notice that because he was enjoying fucking Blue.

Kyrie's voice shaking a little as she spoke. "What are these sensations?" Dante responds. "Incredible is what they are. I can't stop. I want more." They looked deep into each other's eyes noticing how they changed as well. Kyrie's eyes dimmed to a golden brown and Dante's eyes a dark blue. They both instinctively looked down at each other's lips and felt an irresistible urge for them to touch. As their lips lock, intense visions and feelings overwhelmed them. They saw each other's memories and felt like they experienced it themselves.

I was caught off guard as the kids ignored Rem’s Alpha voice and bounded over to him with excitement and no regard for their lives, apparently! The youngest grabbed Rem’s hair and held it up for the others to see. “I told you it was blue! It was dark last night, but I knew it!” He said beaming with a bright smile. The eldest kid folded his arms and scoffed, “it’s not natural! He obviously dyed it!” “Why would he kill his hair?” The younger asked, confused, still holding Rem’s hair as he inspected it for ‘death’. “No, no,” the middle-aged one chimed in, “it means to make it a different colour! Not that sort of died!”