Re Ai Blue Lock Novels & Stories

Zayne had left earlier saying something about needing to run with the guys. I place one trembling leg on the floor, followed slowly by the second. Sighting something blue from my peripheral, I blink slowly to clear my eyes there’s a familiar blue stone laying beside my phone on the nightstand. “That’s…” Leaning forward I pick it up by the thin chain. “Mom’s necklace?” I question loudly, holding it up to the light, He got it back, I hold the lightening shaped gem between my fingers, a soft laugh escaping my lips, “He got it back”

I am taken aback by a strong force and the smoke barrier breaks. What the fuck-

I shouted, my voice cutting sharply through the blaring alarms. On the massive monitors, the white chamber holding my hounds began to vent a thick, frosted mist. Liquid nitrogen. The temperature was plummeting. I could see my beautiful women shivering violently, their breath blooming in harsh white plumes as they huddled together for warmth. Sloane had dropped the blade. Her hands now searched frantically across the smooth glass walls for a seam, a weakness – absolutely anything to save the weeping socialite clinging desperately to her waist. "I can't override the nitrogen from here, Lolita!" Franco yelled over the noise. His large, soot – stained fingers flew across the sparking remains of

I didn't look for the sharks’ eyes; I looked for their wireless handshakes. Targeting: Elena Reyes / Silas Vane. Status: Terminate. "Override," I whispered, my voice dropping into that resonant, terrifying register that made the floorboards of the sea tremble. "Admin access: The Architect." I felt the high-voltage sting of the AI trying to lock me out, a cold, digital bite that tasted like copper and old blood. I didn't fight it—I grounded it through the Seal, letting Silas’s rage act as the firewall.