Bluefur X Oakheart Novels & Stories

The water droplet fall on his smooth pale skin which glowed in dard as his long eyelashes stayed like bird's fathers. A little gasp left from her mouth as she realized her face was very close. She could feel his warm breaths on her skin, she immeditately yanked herself back a little while saying "y-yes?" Landon pressed himself closer to crystal. Placing his hands under her chin and raising her face a little. There are only inches between their lips. Landon's hot breath blowing on her face, both their hearts beating like a drum. Landon pulled crystal closer to him ,caging her within his arms.He placed his forehead against hers, feeling their hot breaths mingle together.

But oh how I wish. I tried to look anywhere but at Talon and the stunner, but I felt drawn to them. He had a disinterested look on his face as the gorgeous blonde was joined by a group of girls and guys, all intent on basking in the star's glow. I felt that same jolt as our eyes connected once more. The blonde was hanging on his arm, a sappy look on her face, as she seemed to be staking her claim. I rubbed the pain in my chest once more as I forced myself to look away. ***

Blue murmured. Katleya bit her lower lip, trying to hold back her tears. She didn’t want him to see her cry. She had to keep pretending that Amber’s courtship was real so Blue wouldn’t suspect anything. She understood what he meant—he wanted their friendship back. Deep inside, she knew he still didn’t feel the same way she did. “What do you mean?” Katleya asked softly. “You’ll be happy soon with Amber. I know he’s already replaced me in your heart, so there’s no point in staying away anymore. Maybe this is our chance to restore our friendship. I miss you, Katleya. I love you,” Blue said.

Older. I gritted my teeth as heat raced down my spine. My skin felt too tight, my vision sharpened unnaturally. My senses flared, taking in every leaf rustle, every shift of the wind. What’s happening to me? My wolf surged against the barriers that had always kept her quiet. She wasn't whimpering anymore. She was growling. And then, as if a dam had cracked wide open, a flash of silver-blue light burst from my chest, rippling through the glade.

There was only the soft thud of paws and the heavy clouds of breath that froze instantly in the air. Caroline walked beside me. Marcus had given her a heavy cloak lined with wolf fur, almost swallowing her fragile frame, but her eyes, those stubborn, burning blue eyes, were brighter than ever. I felt the bond between us. It was no longer a painful pull, but a tight, vibrating energy. Caroline was not afraid. Or if she was, she had buried it so deep that even I could not reach it. “Rowan,” she said softly when we reached the dense pine forest. Her voice broke the steady rhythm of the march. “I can feel them.”

I paced around nervously while she just laughed at me. "Calm down missy." "Calm down?, I'm meeting his mom, his freaking mother Naomi, how the hell can I be calm?" Henry had called me earlier and told me to get ready, he said he'll be at my place in half an hour and we would be going to his mother's place. "You look awesome babe." "You think so?"I accessed myself in the mirror for the third time. Naomi had chosen a blue dress that was flair from the waist down because of my stomach. It stopped just at my knees and had silver decorations all over it.

Waist-high and glowing faintly, she looked like something out of a myth. The forest’s darkness bent around her, like even it didn’t want to mess with her. “Beautifully dangerous,” I murmured, smiling despite the exhaustion gnawing at my bones. “Just like me, huh?” Blue made that weird chirp-growl sound, almost smug. Suddenly, a dense mist rolled out across the clearing ahead. My hand went straight to my dagger. “Oh, come on. Not another one.” But before I could take a step forward, Blue’s body flared with a soft blue aura, her power rippling outward in a pulse that cut through the fog, the mist hissed, twisting and then dissolving completely, leaving behind a stretch of empty ground.

Those usually defiant eyes were bloodshot. He pulled out a cold smile that looked extraordinarily fierce. "Don't tell me you're going to her wedding." Eleanor was initially frightened by him. But she quickly composed herself. Isn't this just karma? All these years she had cried so many tears feeling sorry for her best friend. Now her heart felt just as satisfied. Even the mighty young master Crawford has days like this. Wasn't he best at playing with others' feelings? Didn't he most enjoy watching people who loved him suffer and struggle?

before they vanished into the crowd. Her brow tightened. The timeline had shifted. Complications. A voice spoke from just behind her, smooth and deep. “Careful. Corners like these tend to have sharp edges.” She turned her head slightly, her eyes meeting Leo’s up close for the first time. Amber eyes. Steady. Assessing. The kind of gaze that didn’t just see you—it read you. Her lips curved faintly. “Good thing I know how to navigate them.” Neither of them moved for a heartbeat too long. The music swelled around them, a cover for the quiet crackle of tension in the air.