Blue Bloods Fanfiction Novels & Stories

They sat on the sofa, placing the surgical tray on the table. Lawrence held her hand, seperated a finger from the others, and brought out a pin from the tray, as he gored her slightly. Pouring the vital fluid by massaging her finger to release more into a tiny plastic container. And then cover it. "Hey Denina, here!" Giving the container to the nurse he came with. And she left. As the smell of her vital fluid entered into her nostrils, she began to feel nauseous. Lawrence supported her to the toilet as she poured out everything into the sink and flushed... feeling so weak again.

“Do you have a death wish?” “No,” he said proudly. “I just wanted to impress the Inferno girls.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Good. Because Blue’s flame will burn your bones so clean your ancestors will feel it.” His face paled and Blue chirped and nudged my leg proudly, like Look, mom, I didn’t kill anyone yet aren’t you proud? I stroked her head, muttering, “You are chaos on tiny legs, I swear.” Abigail beamed. “She’s so cute when she’s homicidal.”

the crazy crowd that loved the sight of blood. Suddenly, Blue Blood hit Neil in the abdomen, and he crashed heavily on the floor. Blue Blood instantly rose to his feet... I saw it again... the fangs, the inhumane golden eyes filled with bloodlust, and the claws that had replaced the nails on his fingers. He was ready to fight back with his ability. Neil was shocked—I could see the shock on his face as he crawled away from Blue Blood, who was staring at him with so much bloodlust. At the same time, Neil rose to his feet with his eyes glued on Blue Blood. I could feel his resignation to fight back as he extended his own claws again.

Rolling her eyes, she scoffed. "Blue fucking killed your best friend but you are still obsessed with her, why?” "She didn't kill Archer. Blue is not a murderer, she can’ t even hurt a fly not to talk of a fully grown man like him.” "You were there, you saw everything yourself.” She snapped back. "She didn't just kill him, she cheated on you with your best friend.” If she had written those words out, they would have been in block letters and bold enough that someone who was fifty meters away would see.

I can’t quite tell. “But can’t you see?” he says again, more urgently. “Can’t you see the reason she didn’t die? The reason she survived being stabbed through the heart? Her blood, Jack. Haven’t you wondered why it was blue instead of red?” I stiffen. For the first time, I let myself truly think about it. Her blood was blue. The stain still on my hands. At the time, I was too consumed by panic to process it. But now? Why was her blood blue?

Sybb turned. Blue’s eyes narrowed as he raised his fists. "Don't overdo him, or else – " he said and glared at him, threatening him. "Yes!" Sybb answered, then nervously gulped. "I would never dare to!" he said. His face turned redder when he remembered Hail. "It was Hail who – " he said, then looked away. His face is as red as an apple. They smiled. He really loves Hail. Blue thought and looked outside. I hope Skye gets over with his business soon, so that we could properly cure Hail. He thought and sighed.

Satisfied with what she'd done, the wolf left the woman on the floor and walked away. Irene came home immediately after completing her mission. She walked into the big house and it was quiet, she knew it would be quiet since everyone had gone for a run. She walked to Jake's room and went into the bathroom, she took off her clothes and when she looked into the mirror, she could see her reflection. She had blood all over her mouth, it tasted like metal and she did not like it. She walked into the shower and turned on the shower head then she looked at the drain as blood ran through her body with water, into the drain. It was her mother's blood. She smiled at herself, there was no longer anyone

They teased him for what they perceived as a failure to assert dominance over his Lunari mate, failing to comprehend the profundity of their connection, the depths of their symbiotic bond. These thoughts, however, never once found purchase in Bleu's own mind. He saw himself as no less a male for the unconventional nature of their union. He understood that in times of peril, he was more than capable of being Hazel's shield, her protector. Their bond transcended the confines of titles or power dynamics, a love that knew no bounds, an unspoken truth that resonated within the depths of his soul. For Bleu, this was the cornerstone of their existence, a truth he held close, a beacon that guided hi

I was six or seven, but I remembered because the Blue Moon Pack had been anticipating his arrival for a while. "And I was thinking I could stay back a while." He turned to Annie as he spoke. "It's been years since I last saw Annie. I want to spend time with her too." I tugged at my tie again, then reached for my glass of wine, downing the last of its contents. Serena leaned into me. "Are you fine, Daemon?" “Why?” “You… you suddenly went rigid and…” “I’m fine,” I blurted harsher than I intended. But it was too late to take it back.

“I don’t give a shit about dad’s approval, and I have never been jealous of you. All I wanted was to never be part of the shit company named after us. He wouldn’t let me go! I was happy to let you become the next blood sucker in this family.” He scowls at me but doesn’t say another word. The others come in and one of them grabs Tet pulling him to his feet and dragging him out of the room. I run back over to where Blue is laying on the ground and kneel next to her. “Blue. Come on baby wake up.” I pat her gently on the cheek, but she doesn’t wake up. I place two fingers on the pulse point of her neck and only feel a faint thump against my finger.