Blue Bloods Novels & Stories

I watched him as he walked out of my penthouse with determination and urgency in his steps and knew that he was going to make everything go smoothly as he usually does. I rest back against the couch I was seated on, closed my eyes, and smiled. If she thinks that she could just escape my clutches like that, then she’s got to think twice about that. But then the next minute, a frown replaced the smile on my face, as my thought drifted to the dangers that she was about to face soon. From past histories, the previous Blue Bloods weren’t able to overcome all the challenges they faced from the moment they were discovered before they were eventually killed.

“Okay, fine. Yes, I am.” Without a warning, I extracted my claws and tore his brown shirt from his torso. He stared at me in shock as I tied the shirt around his injury to stop the blood. “Can you walk?” I stepped back and looked at him. He nodded mutely. “Good, let's go to the clinic.” “You must be the Stella everyone speak about.” He started, limping as he walked beside me. Although I gazed ahead, I kept a watch on him. Blue bloods are exceptionally rare people. They're usually called the direct defendant of the moon goddess and are said to be blessed with gifts. In all regions together, there should be at least 20 of them over a billion werewolves. They wer

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?

In a rough estimate, there are also about five hundred werewolves between the rogues, red wolves, and visiting wolf packs. It’s easy to identify the attendees who aren’t from Cillian’s pack. They wore clothing of different colors, except blue. On the other hand, Blue Bloods wore blue outfits for solidarity in representing their roots. Likewise, I chose to wear a blue tulle gown to let everyone know that I, too, want to express my ties with the Blue Blood Pack, especially, with their future alpha. To show that I am ready to be one of them… that I am ready to be Cillian’s Luna.

“You don’t understand the bigger picture.” I tilted my head slightly. “Do you?” He frowned. “I know what you are planning to do,” I continued “You want to be powerful.” “That’s not what this is,” he snapped. “Isn’t it?” His nostrils flared. “Did you know Blue doesn’t see colors the way others do?” I said calmly. “And neither do you.” He stared at me, confusion shifting into anger. “She has color vision deficiency,” I went on. “And so do you.”

I would have expected this from Anika but not Blue. “Stop, please!” He cries. “Payback’s a bitch!” She mutters as she jabs the blade into his stomach. A pool of blood had slowly built beneath Quinn. And I could see from his eyes that he was steadily growing weaker. “I hate you!” With one final blow, she stabs him in the chest, exactly where the heart would be.. Blue takes a step back, almost bumping into me. Her hands, arms and tee were covered in Quinn’s blood. But she stands there, watching him cough and splutter up blood.

Alex asked being confused. "Come on you should know it already. She was born in a Blue Moon. The purest blood runs in her veins. And there are very few pure blood people left. So when one can actually claim her in Blue Moon to mark her as his. But as she is already marked by another strong wolf who has the dark blood it would be easier for him to claim her and he doesn't need to do it in Blue Moon." Leonard's nose scrunched when those words got registered in his brain. But now that she already has a mark Lycan needs to wait for Blue Moon.

"I look like I’ve been dipped in fountain pen ink!" "No, no!" I insisted, gesturing wildly to the stunned reporter. "Zis is... ze Royal Blue! In ancient texts, ze kings of old would turn zis color to show ze purity of zeir blood! It is a miracle!" "It’s a lawsuit!" Alaric screamed, his hands fly-swatting at his own face. "Evelyn! Do something! Get this... this blue off me!" Beatrice, recovering her professional instincts, signaled the cameraman. "Get the shot! 'The Prince of Blue Blood', this is going viral in five minutes!"

I rushed towards him but before I could get to him, a sharp pain struck inside my head, so much so that I had to wedge my head with my hands. "What did you do," I groaned, trying to contain the pain. "It's not me" Xavier replied with a painful groan, seemingly in the same pain as me. I managed to raise my head and when I glanced at Malachi, his pupils were blue and he also clutched his head tightly, groaning loudly. What was this? I turned to to the mirror in the bar and surprising, my eyes were also blue. "W..what is happening?!" I asked as the pain grew worse. "T..the blood moon has surfaced!" Malachi replied. Fuck!

“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.