Blue Bloods Jamie And Eddie Novels & Stories

When she finally moved, it was with fists still clenched, her steps quick, as though speed might carry her past me before I could change my mind. Jamie came last. His pause was longer, heavier. He had seen me before, once, in Willow House—when his careless tongue had offered the word that opened the door to me. His fear now was different from the others’. Not just horror, but recognition. He knew what I was. He stared at the blood still drying on my skin, then at my eyes, and I saw the memory flare sharp in him. His gaze dropped, not out of ignorance but out of submission, whether he meant it or not. Only then did he follow.

she murmured. On the far wall, writing scrawled in charcoal: “She returns by blood. So must you.” Evelyn stared at the words. They looked like Isla’s handwriting. She would’ve known it anywhere. Jamie stood at the doorway. “She said you’d fight it. That it would hurt. But the blood doesn’t lie.” Evelyn looked at him, slow. “What do you mean?” He didn’t answer. He was trembling. And then his eyes rolled back—and he collapsed.

and for the first time, I didn't care to correct it. Clyde was working the register, her movements quick and efficient. She’d been a natural, surprisingly enough. We hadn't talked about Jaxon, or wolves, or the Ace disaster in three days. We just drank caffeine, counted tips, and enjoyed the anonymity of our small lives. The bell above the door chimed, and a familiar, bulky figure ducked under the frame. Bluey. He wasn't wearing his varsity jacket, just a simple hoodie, but he still looked like he belonged on a battlefield.

​“Ava? Ava Reed?” ​Ava stood up, her heart giving a little skip of recognition. “Jamie? Jamie Lawson?” ​Jamie let out a breathless, disbelieving laugh, stepping into the room. “I saw the name on the chart—Elena Reed—and I kept telling myself it had to be a coincidence. I haven't seen you since graduation.” ​Jamie had been her anchor in high school, the boy who stayed up late with her on the phone when her mother first got sick. Seeing him now, as a Chief Resident of Cardiology, felt like a bridge to a simpler, safer time.

What happened man"? You left us and took long to come back, I was worried thinking something bad has happened to you. Anthony asked giving a glass of wine to daylan. "Serve yourself Jamie, he pointed at the mini bar over there. He doesn't like Jamie ever since the day she cheated on his bestfriend. Jamie rolled her eyes, walked towards the nearest couch making herself comfortable. "Someone is trying to kill me", Anthony. His jaw harden looking at Anthony, I thought the shooter were the one trailing us but I got to realize it was Jamie. They drove a mini van and rained bullets on my vehicle, Jamie driver and two of my security men are dead. He closed his eyes as he drank the content of his gl

Ryan, who had been standing with Jamie in the middle of the room gently tapped his back, silently telling him to proceed. He drew in a deep breath and watched as Ryan and Cookie took their seats before he began. “I’m Jamie Henderson, the adopted son of Edward and Grace Henderson, but I’m also the biological son of Sylvia Lancaster,” “What?” It was Williams who interrupted first, with wide eyes, and a look of disbelief. The expression on his face showed that he thought Jamie was just bluffing and couldn’t be serious. The others had the same mocking expression and amusement on their faces but Jamie ignored them and proceeded.

One day, Dad called me, his voice low and solemn as he said, "Daphne, Lucille's father and brother were beaten to death overseas by their former subordinates." They had tried to force Lucille's father and brother to hand over money, but they simply didn't have enough to give. In the end, the mob went wild and beat them to death. Hearing this, I thought it was truly brutal. But thinking about it, I felt like it all made sense. They had killed Chase, and now, they were killed by their own men. Perhaps this was karma.

“Let’s eat.” Jake dished up for Jamie, surprising her when he took her plate as well before he dished up for himself. Even with the current red flags, he made it so difficult not to like and trust him. The small things she noticed hadn't changed, and she knew they wouldn’t either. This was the real Jake, not the one that killed dangerous men going after her son, or were they the same person?

Daniel’s swollen eyes lifted slowly. Fear flashed across his face the moment he recognized Jamie. Jamie crouched in front of him calmly. “You know,” he said softly, “I almost believed you’d learned your lesson.” Daniel coughed weakly. “I don’t know what you want from me.” Jamie tilted his head. “Wrong answer.” The punch landed hard enough to snap Daniel’s head sideways. Blood hit the floor. Jamie exhaled slowly through his nose, feeling absolutely nothing. “You talked to the police.” Daniel spat blood onto the ground. “They already knew—”

Jamie said “Okay okay we’re looking for the man in the grey coat!” Edna sputtered. Marcus then held her hands gesturing for her to calm down. “I have no idea who you’re talking about..” Just then Jamie used his senses and speed jumped over the counter seized Jamie’s hand but he had already hit a red button beneath the counter. “I take it you know the man in the grey coat then Jamie” Marcus said pressing his head against the slab “Is that a name of an action movie or what man?” Jamie asked smiling mischievously