Bluebird Dispensary Novels & Stories

This was a rare chance to prove myself, not just to Caelthorn but to the outside world. To show everyone that I was not the pretty trophy wife like I had pretended to be all this time. “Bluewave Pharmaceuticals,” I said. The room went quiet. Leo spoke first. “You mean the company that capsized three years ago–” “Dragging half the drug stock market with it,” I completed. “Yes, that one. The Blackwood family owns it. No one knows because it is a scar on their past.” Kaden's eyes were sharp, glaring daggers into me. “You know that and you still insist on it?”

That night, Chase sent word to me that he wanted to meet me at Crimlion. "Daphne, see you at ten o'clock tonight." I snorted and set my glass down. Turning toward Skylar, I asked, "Who does he think he is?" Skylar went silent for a while before answering, "Miss, should we not meet him instead?" "No, I'm going." I got up, draping a shawl over my shoulders. "I'd like to see what tricks Mr. McGregor, who had once abandoned me, is pulling."

“The best, largest pack in all the world. One that every other pack will be envious of, for no other pack can claim to be born of the stars and moon… a once in a blue moon pack.” “A once in a blue moon pack…” I said, thoughtfully repeating Rem’s words. I had thought about using stars in the pack's name. Though Blue Moon seemed fitting too. I couldn’t help but beam a bright smile down at Rem happily. “Thanks, babe, I think I just figured out our pack name,” I cooed at him. Rem’s lips twitched upwards into a smile. “Blue Moon Pack? I like it,” he chimed, seeming happy with my choice as well. “I’m sure our pack will like it, too. Even if you skip out the star part.”

that is how my life in the Volatile Hounds came to an end. Blinking away those memories, Nathan noticed that dawn was approaching as he made his way through the silent corridors of his home. Nathan paused by a window as the beautiful morning rays shone through and warmed his pale skin. His crimson red and Amber orbs stared into the sky for a moment as he began to wonder what would happen.

“I created a lotion, but I haven’t run it under a microscope yet. Blue thought it was good enough and, oh, God, it was just a little bit. He only put it on the back of his hand, but he’s passed out.” “Where are you now?” I asked as I glanced to Cillian. “Penelope’s,” Kenzie answered. “And you’ve seen Blue. He’s not a small guy. I’m going to need help getting him detoxed. If it’s anything like what Cillian went through, it won’t be pretty.” “You need to get over there with Torque,” I told Cillian. “We don’t need Torque thinking this was done intentionally.” “I doubt he’ll think that, but if Kenzie is right, Blue’s in for a wild ride,” Cillian said. He kissed my cheek, then hurried out of the

Blue “Another whiskey on the rocks and a virgin white russian for your best customers.” She gives me a wide grin. I groan as Bree tells me the drink order. I knew exactly who it was for. But calling them my best customers just made me feel ten times worse. I had to tell her the truth. Booth thirteen, that’s where they chose to sit. Every night for the last five nights they sat in that same booth. Staring at me with their brilliant blue eyes, trying to intimidate me without speaking a single word.

“He's just happy to see me here.” I waited while she checked in, and when the staff led her toward the elevators with her bags, I followed them. Her suite was on a lower floor than mine and Marie’s, but it was still as large and extravagant. The moment the door closed and the staff left, I turned to face her. “What are you doing here?” Blair didn’t answer immediately, instead she slipped her hand into her dress, straight down her chest area. I stiffened instantly at that, and watched her pull out a purple colored vape, put it on her lips and inhaled slowly.

I said. “Gunnar’s way too emotional to come with us,” Kiran said, and I nodded in agreement. I wasn’t mad at Gunnar. I understood his desperation, but Levi knew what he was doing, and if he said we needed more information, then we needed more information. I trusted Levi with my life. “Has Bluebird sent anything else?” I asked him. “Yes. She sent us the three locations on his properties. We were busy checking them on the map when you two started your little testosterone match,” he said.

Nervously, I looked around, searching for more napkins but found none left. "Hey, Jacob, can I get some paper towels over here?" Mr. beautiful jackass called for the bartender on my behalf, "Also, a glass of club soda would do well." "Coming right away, buddy." Buddy? He settled his gaze back on me, "Don't worry, I got a way to remove the stain." My eyebrow raised, "It better work," I looked down at the obvious stain and pouted, "First time wearing it, seven hundred pounds down the drain."