Blue Gender: The Warrior Novels & Stories

“Today, the blood either bends… or breaks.” I nodded, even though my vision blurred. My body trembled. Every part of me felt like it had been beaten from the inside, like my bones were trying to shift into something new. Carlos had tried to stay, but I’d asked him to leave. I didn’t want him to see me like that—sweaty, gasping, screaming. This wasn’t a battle of swords or claws. It was a battle inside my blood. The Blue Blood. A dormant power that lived in me for years, quiet but present. The bloodline of an ancient warrior clan—fierce, magical, feared.

“And Alpha Devant ordered for his death when the mad king found out about Ahbaya’s secret group.” She was beginning to sound testy, whiney even. But who wouldn’t when you’ve found out that your mate, your future partner in life had been fucking another woman in the sideliness. I understand her, painfully so. But I’ve seen Blue. I know who he is and I’ve encountered him a couple of times when I was still one of Ahbaya’s boys. Blue was tall with a lean muscular frame. His eyes were as blue as the ocean and his silver long hair reached down to his back.

Lonely yes still has the same meaning practically, a wolf that deserted its pack or was expelled, in short it is one that was born with a pack and now has no more. - Why do most Omegas and or Loners have blue eyes? - I say - They are used to running away and running to protect themselves, they end up developing a lot of speed and when they transform their eyes turn blue. Because it is more difficult to hunt without a land of their own, they end up not developing much and this also helps them to be faster due to their size and weight. Green and orange are the merging of primary colors, so they mean mixing or passing skills. Do you understand? - We confirm - The green eyes mean someone fast bu

“I don’t understand.” “You broke the restraints today,” Blue said. “When Helen attacked you, I pushed through. That burn was me.” I stared at my palm. “So it wasn’t just me.” “No. We are the Moon Goddess’s children. We are warriors. You will grow stronger. You will survive this.” The room was still dark, but her voice felt solid, steady inside me. “You should rest now,” she said. “I’ll explain everything in detail later.”

“I chose Ivyanka not because she’s my wife or Luna. I chose her because she’s worth it, and she has proven it over and over again. She’s pregnant with my pup, she almost died due to a vampire bite and yet here she is, standing strong and ready to give her all. While Ivyanka won’t be able to fight in the war because her pregnancy won’t allow her to shift, she will still be here for the training. If anyone has a problem with my decision, feel free to raise your hand without any fear…” “Before you guys decide…” I said. “Just know that I have no intention of ever dominating over you, I never had and I never will. I always wanted to work as a team, but thanks to Graham, you guys failed to see tha

The screams gave way to a low, continuous growl that vibrated through the very floor. Where Nate had been, a wolf now stood. It was the most beautiful and terrifying thing Kieran had ever seen. Its fur was a silky, shimmering midnight blue, a color Kieran had never seen in any wolf, ever. White wolves were rare, legends whispered about them. But blue? It was unprecedented, a color stolen from the deep night sky just before true darkness fell. Yet, this breathtaking beauty was marred, as if the transformation had been stopped midway. Jagged, pitch-black streaks, covered the entire left side of its powerful body, a stark, violent contrast to the luminous blue.

Observing every loop and holes to get the real intent behind her question. "Hmmm... Wonderful...!!!" He said. "Do you mean... that... it's going to be just the last time we're going to be together...?" Somira asked, looking so downcasted. Attending to them, a bar attendant came over to meet them with his oval-shaped tray, and on it were the glasses of drinks which the couple seated behind them ordered for. This time, it was a male personnel. He was looking so handsome and dashing in his sky blue coloured shirt, and a pair of black trousers... well tucked in... with his designers' belt neatly placed in packaging. His hair was obviously black, with a little at one end, tinted in yellowish gold

“I’m here. I’m with my mates, so I will never change my mind. I wished so hard for you to come into my life, and do you think I’d let you go now? I’ll always be here, supporting you. So don’t worry, and I’ll never do anything that will hurt you. Trust me, yeah?” “We do trust you. And please trust us too,” Cygnus said. I cupped Cygnus’ face and kissed the corner of his lips, and I did the same to Izar. “We need to get ready. Everyone’s waiting for us,” he said, and I just nodded. I held onto their arms and we walked out of the bridge. Our Imperial Guards were waiting outside, and I noticed they already had their own uniforms. My warrior women wore dark red, matte full armor that hugged their

This best friend is a White girl… a countryman with the murderous gang that Quan once slaughtered. The other girl was one of the Silvers and happened to have the same eye color as her blood. Her dark blue hair was in a ponytail. As a result of Quan's actions too, there was a scar across her neck that looked painful. However, the look in her eyes seemed friendlier than that eerie impression.

The pictures in his hand went flying everywhere. Rhychard rolled the rest of the way off the desk as he heard the gargoyle slam into the opposite wall. As Rhychard hurled to his feet, he reached over his shoulder and gripped the hilt of the Guardian Sword. The warmth of the blade's magic filled him, and he could sense the power filling him as well as the voices of long-dead Warriors. He tried to ignore them as he held the blade in front of him, its steel a bright blue that lit the room in an eerie glow outshining the emergency lights in the hallway.