Uzumaki Blind Box Novels & Stories

Platinum that fit her finger perfectly, with a one carat teal gemstone sitting atop. Tears spilled down her cheeks as Drago rose from his knees. He gently cupped the back of her neck, pulling her into a deep,passionate kiss.

I need a little help here. The map glows for a moment, points toward the bed, and then goes blank again. I walk over to the bed. I pull back the covers and look under the pillows, but nothing. I go to my knees and look under the bed. Beneath the bed, I see a dark brown and black amulet shining at me, waiting for me to take it home. There is also a set of eyeballs looking at me.

“What is it?” “You need to shut your eyes first,” Alex said, Seb immediately obeying. “Good. You’d better keep them shut!” Wiggling himself out of Seb’s arms, he got off the bed, picked his underwear from the floor to quickly put it on then walked to his luggage. Without hesitation, he unzipped the box and pulled out a tiny gift box. “Okay, you can open your eyes now,” Alex said as he returned to the bed. He crossed his legs as he watched Seb’s eyes flutter then open before stretching the gift box towards him. “Here.”

Su Lan: “Does the unicorn know that we are here?” Pom Pom: “Yes.” Su Lan: “How?” Pom Pom: “Ask your charm bracelet why.” Su Lan: “How does this have to do with Bling Bling?” Pom Pom: “This should be a side effect from using Bling Bing to make so many clones.” Su Lan: “You sure it's not because you bit that beast?” Pom Pom: “....” Su Lan raised her hand and opened the hello kitty screen. Mission 2 complete!!! With jewels falling in the background to celebrate.

I heard a click then he answered. “It’s open.” I entered and search under the backseat. I pulled out what I found under and was surprised to see a Seoul University uniform. And what surprised me more is that it fits me perfectly. So Black Dragon thought about this mission. Not to mention he didn’t forget we’re together in this. I unconsciously smiled at the thought of it. I continued changing when Black Dragon speaks again. “And Topgun, there’s also hair products there. Change your hairstyle. “ “Okay.” I answered. He’s really prepared for this. I thought as I grabbed the hair products and fix my hair.

] A black cloth pouch appeared in Hayley's mind. She focused on it. Text shimmered across the surface. [Gift Grab Bag. You have a 99.99% chance of a common reward and a 0.01% chance of a rare reward.] The pouch opened. Lights burst out like cards being drawn, scattering in every direction. One glow lingered in front of her. Ding! [Common reward acquired. Fire-element gift seed.] Hayley blinked. A seed? Everything vanished, and a small red pill appeared in her inventory.

Zara stared at it, something primal in her blood waking. “This isn’t just a mirror,” she breathed. “No,” Maxim said. “It’s called the Umbraglass. One of the last magical relics from the Age of the Thirteen Clans. It shows truth… and threat.” As she watched, her reflection flickered. Not one Zara—but many. In one, she wore a crown of moonlight. In another, she bled from a wound she couldn't see. One version burned in violet fire. One stood alone.

JENNA’S POV "Jenna, it's merely a ceremonial robe. Such things hold no true importance," Alex's voice was surprisingly gentle through our tentative bond. "I'm abroad securing rare materials for our pack. I've arranged for a gift to be delivered to you. I hope it brings you some measure of comfort." Shortly after returning to my den, a Silver Crest beta in formal attire arrived at my threshold and solemnly presented me with an ornate wooden box. Inside lay a complete set of moonstone jewelry—pieces that seemed to capture starlight within them.

Anticipation bubbled inside of me at that thought. I rounded the table before standing where she was, then stared at the package. No return address, no other information except the name KYOMI in big bold letters, like they were written with a giant marker. I ripped the brown plastic to reveal a metal box. I shook it, and something heavy moved inside. I pulled the latch, my stomach knotting into itself as the metallic, coppery scent hit me. It smelled like something dead, and my mind instantly readied itself for panic mode.

My team was the only one in the company that hit its performance targets this year. At the year-end party, the boss waited until everyone else had left, then he pulled out a big red box and had the four of us in my team draw blind boxes. I drew a desktop tower caked in dust, an antique that looked like it belonged in a museum. Haley Lambert, my teammate, drew a monitor covered edge to edge in scratches. Drew Sandler got a keyboard with every letter worn clean off the keys. Gabe Carell ended up with a grease-slicked wired mouse. Our boss, Cyrus Griffin, clapped me on the shoulder, grinning drunkenly. "You young people love a blind box, right? It's all about that thrill of not knowing!