Bluebird Ao3 Novels & Stories

The world spinned violently around him as blood poured down his face, into his eyes, making everything blurry. He tried to stand back up, but his legs wouldn’t work properly. The woman picked up the metal baton from the floor and raised it high. Elian looked up at her through the blood and haze, eyes filled with pure fury even as his body gave out. “You… won’t… get away with this,” he whispered, voice breaking. The final blow came down hard and his body slumped forward, collapsing completely onto the cold marble floor. His eyes fluttered, fighting to stay open.

THIRD PERSON POV Frederick Bayron’s mind was a devastated battlefield. The alcohol had not silenced his demons; it had only given them sharper knives. As he left Luke’s room, the mansion’s hallway seemed to stretch like an elastic band. His steps, usually firm and calculated, were now clumsy, making him stagger from one wall to another while the opulent mansion spun in a vortex of shadows and distorted lights. The world was spinning, but at the center of that dizzying whirlpool, the vision of Luke naked under the white light of his room remained intact, burning his retinas.

She sighed heavily as she flung her head back in frustration “I just….” “I know you don’t trust her or want to and that’s fine, but remember Blue moon isn’t just known for its strong warriors, it’s also known for the mercy we offer where its due, and I feel Zara’s due to be shown mercy at this point” I tried to persuade her softly, just so she could feel a little more at ease with Zara being out there. “Ok, I’ll give her time, but I’ll never fully trust her, even if she does prove she’s not going to do anything”

Within seconds, nothing remained except a hollow lifeless body collapsing into the dirt. I stumbled backward in horror. “Oh my god…” The camp erupted into chaos. People ran in every direction while shadow demons emerged from the ground faster now, black smoke pouring upward through cracks splitting across the earth. Horses tore free from their ties, screaming as they bolted into the darkness. Another guard swung wildly at one of the demons. The blade passed straight through smoke. The creature reformed instantly behind him. Corin shoved me backward hard. “Stay behind me!” Bright crystal light suddenly flashed beside me as Rhys drew one of his twin blades. The crystal embedded into the weapon

he shuts me out of his mind, blocking our connection from continuing between one another before pouncing forward unexpectedly and dashing into the bitter nights air directly towards me. Shocked by the outburst of violence unravelling beside her, Aubrey lets out a pathetic cry - her voice wavering as she scuttles back into the rockface surrounding the waterfall with outstretched hands. Distracted by the high-pitched shriek, I dither in my spot, dazzled by the ringing pitch resonating within my ears and allowing Blaine a small opening as he knocks me to the ground. His claws drag against my skin, ripping into my flesh as we tumble into a snarling ball of destruction, rolling on the floor in a

Everything. His reflection in the glass stared back at him—messy hair, bruised lips, and those haunting blue eyes that had earned him his name but now looked like a stranger’s. They held stories, pain, and a silent scream he had buried for years. He pressed his palms against the cold glass, the chill seeping into his bones like a warning: nothing would ever be the same. Behind him, the sound of footsteps approached—slow, heavy, purposeful. Blue didn’t need to turn to know who it was. The air shifted when Aiden walked into a room; it was like a storm entering a calm shore, fierce and unstoppable.

I immediately noticed the dark, blooming bruise just beneath Jessica's jawline, and the way Brent – looking utterly feral and exhausted in his borrowed suit – stood just inches from them, securely completing their triad. I knew exactly what had happened in that guest suite. I could practically smell the lingering heat of their shared, violent convergence. It pleased me entirely. My hounds were no longer just tied to me; they were inextricably bound to one another. A slow, wicked smile spread across my blood – red lips as I looked at the lethal triad I had forged. "The board is ours," I declared, my voice carrying a dark, magnificent promise over the deafening roar of the jet engines. "Now, l

She said and smiled… Ameliah held Stephen’s hand which made him look at her. They smiled at each other before returning their gaze to the woman… “We want to know how this book came into existence?” Stephen said… “This book titled ‘La Luna Azul’ also known as the blue moon, is a book that was written by your ancestors, that is the first vampires and werewolf who came into existence. This book has now been passed from generation to generation in order to help the future generation prepare for the coming of the Blue Moon. I gave this book to Ameliah because i know that in one way or the other you’ll get to know about this book.” She said…

Ava-Grace’s twisted plans laid bare. I don’t know what pisses me off the most, that they would use Sophia's love for Little Blue to lead her to her death, or that the deranged little bitch actually thinks Zaine would ever seriously entertain the notion of taking her as a chosen mate. Needless to say, Little Blue has been safely tucked away with Bertha Fulch ever since. If there is one place those three won’t go, it’s into the old omega wing. What’s more worrying is that Ava-Grace even knew about Blue Blade. She may not know his name, but she knows there is a threat at our border, and if she knows, you can rest assured everyone knows.