Oliver Aiku Blue Lock Novels & Stories

JAVIER After yesterday's fiasco, I still showed up for the dinner. Late of course. It wasn't the first time I spent the night outside the mansion but Lucy was concerned. She didn't say anything because of her daughter, Olivia. My dad was shooting glares at me but I ignored him. Olivia looked just like her mother except her eyes were aqua blue instead of ice blue. Her auburn hair was short while her mother's hair was long extending below her shoulder. She smiled at me acknowledging my presence as I sat down at the table. I returned the greeting with a stiff nod.

His arms circled the small of my back as he bent towards me. His dark hair, wet from the rain, dripped with water. A thin stream of water ran from his brow, down to his nose. His eye lashes were pleasantly wet. I couldn’t stop staring. I could say why. Matteo had really blue eyes that were quite unique. I knew them to be pure blue. But now…they just seemed dark. I gulped, and his eyes followed the movement of my throat. Fuck, he noticed. “Tell me something I don’t know, Olivia.”

Maybe it’s the instructors in wolf form. Or maybe it’s… something else. “Stop,” Olivia whispers suddenly, grabbing my arm. I follow her line of sight. Across the line of trees, three wolves prowl slowly in circles. Their fur is dark, sleek, each with a glowing blue batch tied to one of their legs. Their ears flick, alert. Their steps are light but confident. Those are Blue-category wolves. They have ten points each. Olivia leans close, her voice barely a breath. “I want to ambush them. If we can get even one batch, we’re ahead.”

I closed my eyes, taking deep, steadying breaths until the phantom scent of the General stopped screaming in my mind. When I finally calmed down, I opened my eyes. "The fuck!" I shrieked, jumping back so hard my spine cracked against the wood of the door. Lying flat on my bed, propped up on his elbows with his chin resting in his hands, was Oliver. He was a pretty, petite Omega with a head of messy curls and pretty blue eyes, and he was currently looking at me like I was a highly entertaining holovid. "You really need to lock your balcony doors, Theo," Oliver said, kicking his feet back and forth. "It is way too easy to climb up here."

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—"

Aaron wiped Olive’s an*l after dipping some liquid on the handkerchief, which he pulled out of his pocket as Aaron ran through her p*ssy with one hand. He got that liquid while he was on his way home. However, he did not expect to use it right away today. Nevertheless, he was thankful that he left it in his pocket. Olive felt the liquid brushing on her different hole and she could not help but shriek in surprise. “W-What is that?” “It is for an*l use only. Don’t worry,” the Lycan reassured. Not worry? Hell no. Olive wasn’t aware of this at all and her face flushed in red.

Amar was standing in front of me as his Amarok, his eye completely focused on the dragon. And there I stood, still in my human form, Lupa not even attempting to take over. "Hey, Goldilocks? I'd seriously prefer not to become a barbeBlue today!" Blue said as he hovered about 2 feet off the ground, ready to move as quickly as needed. I smiled at Blue. "Sorry, but it's about to get worse." Blue's face sank as he looked at me, his eyes pleading with me not to keep poking the deity. I turned to look at the dragon in his fire-aqua eyes. "I know the truth."

His eyes were narrow and cold blue shade, so blue it almost looked like ice. Aisha lowered her gun to point directly at his broad chest. He laughed, something that sounded like evil, "Put the toy down little girl or you might die earlier than I planned." "I will shoot hell out of you if you don't get out of here right now!" Aisha commanded. The confidently that radiated from her actions was impeccable. But it wasn't charged. It would have failed her in every way possible if Serena hadn't burst in through the window, shattering the glass to pieces and putting her foot right in his face. Damien fell back, and for those few seconds, Serena turned to Jasmine,

“You never cease to amaze me,” Olivia smirks as she corners an skinny, frail hoodlum in the middle of the hollow streets of parabola. “I swear, lady,” the strange figure said. “You got the wrong guy.” “Oh please, if you’re going to lie about stealing from the human world, at least put some effort behind it.” Before the frightful hooligan could answers, a strange blue scripture began to crawl around his skin. “I told you already. That gold is mine. Mine, mine,”

Finish Minnie, smirking. "But nice try though," Johan smirked. "Good job," says a voice that clearly is from a voice changer. We all look back to the television, the screen is now purple. "You may enter, liberos meos." I smile proudly, watching the wall behind the desk slowly opens to a tunnel. Still smiling, I enter the tunnel behind Kelly and Britt. I was so proud of myself after taking down Hade, that I didn't notice Scout was tense ever since La Reu spoke.