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“You asked for this meeting. You brought this up. You’re not getting a damn cent unless I get something first.” Mr. Blue stared at him for a moment, the smile still on his face. Then he sighed and reached into his coat. Zayn tensed. But instead of a weapon, Mr. Blue pulled out a flash drive. “Take this,” he said. “inside are proofs, messages and audios. If you’re smart, you’ll check it alone.” Zayn hesitated, then slowly reached for the flash drive. As his fingers touched it, he felt a small sting.

Get with the program. Bluey: I literally don't know what the other ones do. That one looked like it was laughing. Is it not? 🫠 Me: That one is melting, you caveman. Stop trying to flirt with emojis, it’s painful to watch. Bluey: Whatever. You're mean. Dinner tomorrow? 🍔 Me: I'm not going to dinner with you. Bluey: Come on. I promise no fights, no drama, and no Vipers. Just food. Please? 🥺

It was a message from Cleo. Paul whispered in my ear . "You lucky man . She's probably at home ready to give you a..." I swatted my tears as fast as they came . "Shh my wife to be is talking." Cleo's video message started playing . "Hey Blue . Happy Birthday. You are an amazing friend; lover and father. I'm so blessed to have you in my life . I hope your day was everything you'd hoped for and more. I love you with all of my heart. "

Ameliah said and bowed a little before walking out of his room still calculating if she was seeing things last night… She disposed of the cleaning utensils and walked to her room, then she took out the book she bought from the old woman. “La Luna Azul” She read out loud and then opened the book to the first page… “La Luna Azul (the blue moon) is a powerful weapon of destruction capable of dissipating vampires and werewolf.” She read out loud… She laid down on bed in a comfortable position and then continued to read… “Vampires; not only are they strong, but they are super fast in moving and their main source of nutrition is blood. They have a very sharp eye sight and possesses many other abil

Uhh, Clint actually Me: he touched your hair?? Why?? Blue : calm down baby. I don't know why he did it but I like it I sighed and touched the hair Me: well it's nice I massaged her back and she smiled. Then I saw a blue dot behind her neck I touched it Me: what's this Blue dot? Blue : huh, blue dot? Oh my goodness. It's my birth mark Me: what?? You have a weird birth mark?? She sat up and took her hand back and touched it

Blue insisted. “N-Nothing, I said!” Red shouted. Blue shoved him. “There is. I know there is.” “It’s your birthday gift,” Katleya quickly said. “She’s right,” Red added. “That’s why you can’t see it yet. Come on, let’s go home.” “You’re lying. I can feel it. I see it in your eyes. You’re hiding something. I’m going in,” Blue said firmly. As he reached for the doorknob, Red kicked it shut, causing Blue to fall and clutch his hip.

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

I gladly hugged her back, but I had to use the laptop to cover the election that followed. “I'm fine.” I shrugged, walking right behind her. We made a quick stop in the living room, where she went to get me juice, and I could sit on the couch. I pressed a pillow against my loins just to make it less obvious. “So, did you get anything from the video?” Blue asked. Kylie and a few other werewolves that looked like techies were standing around. “Sadly, no.” I sighed, opening the laptop again. I played the video, and I was marvelling at how well it was doctored while taking the glass of juice.

His gaze fixed on the plate as he cleaned it under the running water. "I just guessed it. Your nightwear, your bedsheets, your duvet in your bedroom are all blue. And... the dress you picked me when we went shopping is navy blue and the one you gifted me in Amsterdam is also blue. Blue, blue, blue... So, I figured you like blue more than black." He looked at me and laughed at my theory. "You have a sharp memory." I sighed. "Even with a good memory, I still lost the game." "It's because I never told you about my birthday. Still, you made this a tough competition for John, which shows that you know me pretty well."

I wanted to shrink away so they couldn’t see me but I walked on for Hendrix. Blue was having the time of his life in his baby chair. There was an empty plate before him and he was there playing with a squishy toy. I had left him just like that, once again burdening Hendrix with my child. Blue was changed into a white t-shirt which was now smudged with cake, and blue shorts with sneakers. I forced a smile and it literally felt as if a blade was tearing through the edges of my mouth. “Sorry I am late,” I said out as if everyone did not see the disaster that happened, as if they didn’t know they were only here because of my failure in throwing Hendrix a birthday party.