Blue Bloods Fanfiction Novels & Stories

she invited me. She pulled me in and when we got inside their mansion I was dazzled by the color of the paint all over the house. The wall is yellow with white and almost all the things here are yellow and white. It is not obvious that yellow and white are their favorite colors. Mark the sarcasm. I was surprised when she pulled me to the second floor. My arm was already hurting from her pulling but I didn't complain because my body was tired. I want to sleep because I know my body is drained because of what happened to me earlier. All I got were wounds and pain.

My heels echoed against the cold marble—a surface my father adored but I loathed. Not for its beauty, but for the way it betrayed even a single drop of blood. A nightmare for the maids, though they deserved far better after all they’d seen. Soon, I would change that. Once I inherited my father’s empire, they would never have to scrub away another man's sins. Exhaling softly, I ran a manicured hand through my platinum locks, steadying myself. I was heading to my father’s office for a meeting that could alter the balance of power—one contract, one signature, one carefully calculated move. I could not afford a mistake.

"You are bleeding." "I am?" "I can smell your blood strongly." She frowned. She bathed and made sure she washed all the blood off. "But I washed it off." "You are probably bleeding again. Your malnutrition would not let your blood clot well, and now I'm the one suffering." "I am sorry your highness. I should leave." Luciana stood up, but when she walked past Raziel, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "Where do you think you are going little girl?"

Her voice dripped with venom. I raised an eyebrow. "I didn't steal anything. And who is Ace to you, anyway?" I shot back, my curiosity piqued. She cried, shaking her head frantically, and then yelled, “How dare you say his name?!” “How dare I?” I chuckled softly, giving her my best ‘did you miss your way’ look. Because, really, did she miss her way? “You’ll pay for this, you will, you spawn of the devil!” Heather deadpanned, her little friends had gotten her something to keep the blood from flowing. She pressed the paper towel to her nose, suppressing the blood.

Damian's pov As I stepped into the kitchen, the sight that greeted me was a blend of chaos and charm. Nora, my eight-year-old daughter, was standing on her tiptoes, trying to reach into a cabinet while Blue, the woman who had inexplicably turned my night into utter bliss, was packing a lunchbox. It was amusing to see Nora’s disdain for the task juxtaposed with her enthusiasm for watching Blue Bloods. She claimed it was as satisfying as ASMR, whatever that meant. I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, taking in the scene. Their interaction was a curious mix of playful bickering and warmth, and I found myself unable to look away from fromBlue.

He bows, “I'll be outside, My Queen.” “Can I get you anything?” Fiona asks just as I make myself comfortable on her couch. I shake my head and gesture with a hand towards the chair opposite of me. She sits. “How did you know I'm a blueblood?” She doesn't seem perturbed by the question, rather intrigued. “When I collected a blood sample the last time you went under heat. I ran a few tests, checked the archive, and a few weeks later..it's only a mixed werewolf that can be a blueblood. It happens once in the last fifty years.”

“Are you out of your mind?” “Mom, he needs me!” Katleya insisted as tears began to fall. “The reason Blue wasn’t at Red’s funeral was because of his auntie. On the last night of the wake, she shoved his face into a toilet bowl.” She looked at her mother. “She blames him for my boyfriend’s death. Mom, please... let me stay with him.” “Blue is still a man, Katleya.” “I know, but he only loves me as a friend. I know he’ll never do anything to upset me. Mom, Blue’s world is so dark right now. I want to help him rise again. He’s a strong person, but when it comes to his brother, it’s different.”

Diana did not resist and did not move. Rena gripped Diana's red hair tightly. "I hate these eyes! The blue, and the red hair! I hate them all!" Rena then threw Diana, until this human hit the table, and sat down under the window. She then took the glass filled with water and then poured its contents at Diana. Then with a very deep breath, Rena regained control of her emotions. Honestly, she hated someone who had red hair and blue eyes like Diana's. Rena also has red hair, but she has dark brown irises. But she hated the mixture of the two colors, red and blue. Rena would lose control if she saw someone of that color. If she saw it, she wanted to kill that person right now.

The scent of antiseptic in the VIP wing of Sea City General Hospital was thick, but it couldn't mask the predatory tension radiating from the two men inside the room. Blueberry stood near the window, her fingers trembling as she watched the silent battle of wills between Xavier Grayson and his father, Xavier Sr. She knew she had crossed a line she couldn't retreat from. By feeding the patriarch’s fury, she was playing a dangerous game, but it was the only way to ensure her survival. She had to make Xavier’s blood boil, and she had just the right fuel to throw on the fire.

Red blood, what use is that to me? Ashina brought a small pocket knife and sliced her palm. She didn’t even squeeze her face out of pain and didn’t look like she went through a little pain at all. She must be a strong one. From the wound, blue blood seeped out from it and I gasped, staggering backwards that I almost fell to the floor with Jasper in my hands. It was true. She is indeed a blue blood, just like me. But I am confused. How was it possible? I am supposed to be the only blue blood. The only survivor from the blue blood lineage so how come there is another?