Novel & Cerita Blue Bloods: Joe Reagan

Unless, Reagan showed hostility first. If Reagan thinks Kayleigh is going to back down, she’s in for a big surprise. Heads turn to us before we could even make it near the crowd of Blue Bloods and their friends. Anger immediately spreads on Cillian’s face as he approaches us. “What the fuck are you doing here, asshole?”

It’s not my concern. "We’re looking for my father’s Beta, the only one who witnessed and knows what happened before and after my father’s death." Reagan’s voice cut through the air from behind me. I felt the twins move closer, so I instinctively held their hands. They still hadn’t fully healed from what their father had done. Reagan stepped in front of me. I was momentarily taken aback by his appearance. He looked utterly exhausted—dark circles under his eyes, messy hair, and pale complexion.

I called Dad and told him that I was already on the plane back home. The entire airport was cleared. From the runway to the terminal, every corner was filled with his men. A line of black bulletproof cars stretched across the tarmac, mercenaries standing on either side. They all donned sunglasses, and the bulge of firearms beneath their suits was clearly visible. The airport security had no choice but to step aside, not daring to interfere. My father was the most respected Mafia don on the East Coast, and he came to pick me up himself.

The Gamma's mate, Hunter, winked. "Oh, ignore them, Sapphira. They're just salty because Irina has been bossing them around all week." Beta Declan's mate, Kate, tucked her arm through Sapphira's and led her over to the mini-bar. Kate had her short black hair spiked up, and she had kohled around her dark eyes. Her leather jacket was worn and faded in places, her boots scuffed and dirty. Sapphira couldn't imagine her at a parents' evening with Torin.

My fingers curled into fists, water trickling down my knuckles as I sat upright. Wrapping a towel around myself, I stepped out of the bath and padded back into the room, my mind spinning. I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure that hex is gone, I thought, determination hardening my jaw. But before anything else, I needed to see Reagan. I needed to know he was okay. As I stepped into Reagan’s study, I hadn’t expected to find blood pooling in his palms, dripping onto the floor. “You’re bleeding,” I gasped, my eyes widening in alarm as I rushed toward him. Without hesitation, I grabbed his hand, guiding him to the sink. The metallic tang of blood filled the air as crimson streaks ran down his f

Reagan knew extremely well that he asked his men to burn down Rowan's mansion, and also to make sure he dies in that fire to avoid being a suspect since people believed he killed his father too. The mafia world is a dangerous game; one just has to be extra careful with any card he or she plays. "But you don't have to worry father, Rowan is dead now!" Hidalgo smirked, and then, he faded away as he left the stairs. Mr. Reagan was now slightly confused by Hidalgo's words as he furrows his brows, and he walks back to the sofa and sits down as he was now lost in a few deep thoughts. Meanwhile, Lucy who was still standing in the living room has no option but to retire back to the guest room.

He asks. “Sorry but we can’t---” The head officer tried to say. “I said repeat what you said!” Blood shouted but the officer didn’t respond. Hell snatch the paper that is the officer holding and open it. “Sir that is---” The officer tried to stop them but Reagan stopped him. “N-no, no…this is not real.” Blood said after seeing Chaos and River detail and picture there. “No, you’re wrong, they can’t be dead.” He said and a tear escaped his eyes.

Blue called in a weak voice as he looked at Hail who is still unconscious and is lying on the floor of the carriage while Reyan, who was formerly leaning on the wall of the carriage, is now also lying on its floor and is also unconscious like Hail. Reyan’s face is extremely weak and his chest barely moving, showing how Reyan is nearing the end of his life. Blue’s eyes are now dry because he has been crying all night. He looked extremely haggard now since he has to treat two patients. But, he doesn’t care about his appearance. What he cared about were the lives of his two friends. He has promised to not let them die, but now, they are dying. Reyan has been dying in the first place but Hail, w

“Aren’t they?” Behind me, I heard the SUV door open. Kai stepped out, positioning himself slightly in front of me—protective and calm. Joe’s eyes flicked to Kai, then back to me. Something dark flashed across his face. “Interesting company you keep these days,” he said. “But then again… you always did like collecting strays.” Kai didn’t flinch. “Leave, Joe. Now.” Joe ignored him, eyes still on me. “I know the truth, Megan. I know who they are. Whose blood runs in their veins.”

Oscar said and he nodded and sat down. "Who is he? " Maribel asked confusednot knowing who he was and so were Maya and Mimi. "This Joey Reagan......He is the private detective investigating the hit on Mimi. " Oliver revealed and the ladies nodded. "Did you find the evidence we needed? " David asked impatient because he wanted Noel out of their lives as soon as possible. "Yes I did but not what we expected. " Reagan said confusing all of them. "What do you mean? " Oscar asked not liking the situation.