Bluestar X Oakheart Novels & Stories

I simply stated while picking up my wine glass again. “So what are…Wait a minute… Did you just confirm my guess? Come on give me a definite answer.” He urged forgetting himself. Well, this wasn’t the first time he would speak to me so casually. Apart from being my beta, he was also my best friend, which was why he speaks casually with me when we are alone. “Yeah, she is the BLUE BLOOD of this century and happens to also be my fated mate,” I confirmed it for him. I know that I told her that she was my chosen mate, but I lied knowing fully well that it could scare her if I told her she was destined to be with me from the onset. I know that though she pretended not to be affected by it all, she

Max already knew from my reaction that they were my mates. Walking in with Max, I looked right at my mates. One had black hair and eyes and was a little bigger than Dravo, the other looked like he had gold eyes and hair and the same height as his twin. They are gorgeous. But the look they shared broke my heart a little. They nodded to each other and walked down towards me. I stood firm. I knew what was coming. “Name.” The darker twin asked “Sapphire Moonstone,” I said. “I, Onyx Heartsfire-” Onyx said.

Cilyna thought before throwing the vampire she had been tussling with into a witch running towards her. "Blue Moon shifters! I've heard of them but I thought they were only myth." Jake, Ciaran's beta, spoke up through the link. "They rank with the hybrid. All eradicated before given the chance for life." Ciaran said. Two howls broke through the air, loud and clear. Somehow Cilyna knew it was her children. With their howls, all the vampires in the area feel to the ground curling in on themselves before turning to ash were the lay. Cilyna could see that Ciaran's huge white wolf was struggling to stay standing, whimpering and pawing at his ears. As the silence enveloped then again, Cilyna looke

Celeste smiled—small, knowing. “Ready to make them choke on it?” Nico nodded. “Ready.” They walked together—six now. Celeste and Remy flanking the group like guardians. The halls were quiet at first—then students emerged. Heads turned. Phones came out. Whispers spread. The Daily Fang exploded in real time. #BludHeavenDance #QueensOfChaos #StormQueenAtBludHeaven Live Feed: Celeste Morau and Remy Tsatoke escorting Nico Black and the four queens to the banquet hall. Matching outfits. Fang wristbands visible. This is happening.

The earth itself seemed to hum beneath their feet. “Say your vow,” Melody said softly. Collin’s voice trembled. “Baylee Reeve, my heart, my soul. I bind myself to you. If you fall, I fall. If you rise, I rise. There is no life for me without you.” Baylee swallowed hard. “Collin Vale, my shield, my storm. I bind myself to you. If the Moon demands blood, she’ll have to take ours together.” The light flared. Wind whipped through the clearing, tearing at clothes and hair. The sky split open, a thin crack of silver light pouring through the clouds.

Something in my chest fluttered, fear or longing or maybe both, all twisted together. “And what do you get out of it?” I asked, sharper than I meant to be, my voice still cracked from everything I hadn’t said aloud. Rogan nodded, like he’d been waiting for the question. “I need a Luna from Blue Ridge to strengthen my standing in Oakwood. It’s politics. My council wants someone bred to lead, someone with a name that still holds weight, but I would do them one better. I want someone who has been blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.”

The only reason I chose this shithole is because of a certain Mexican beauty who is somewhere here right now, but I've yet to spot her. Oak is looking contemplative, even though he's here to unwind. "Hey, you are here to unwind and not think." I clap him on the shoulder. "Stop thinking about the Carmichael girl!" "Eva?" Bly asks, sound surprised. Oops, turns out it wasn't common knowledge that Oak has the hots for the girl he wanted to ruin to get revenge on her parents. "Yeah, it seems the girl I intend to ruin to get to her parents is irresistible," Oak replies.

The smell of singed hair filled the chamber and Vanadine staggered as he got to his feet once more, pain rippling up one arm where blisters rose. He concentrated, drawing a barrier around himself so she could not use flame against him again and advanced. They were quite evenly matched, Vanadine found. Horann’s incandescent hatred spurring her on as she came for him again. Blood flowed down what was left of her face but she ignored it as she stabbed at his belly with her talons. Vanadine felt the blow and heard the grunt he made as he folded under the unexpected punch, his vision darkening as he fought to breathe.

He frowned at Oakley’s swollen face and asked with concern, “Are you okay?” Stephanie rushed to us, helping Leila, while Addison dashed over to pull Oakley up. She frowned at Oakley’s swollen face and asked, “are you okay?” Oakley coughed, managing a bloodied grin. “Not dead yet.” As we gathered around Sylvia, she hurled the sapphire into the air, and a glowing aura of blue light enveloped us, forming a protective circle like a barrier from another world.

As it reached the skirt, the gemstones began to darken, resembling a sea of ancient stars. Both Azrael and Draco had swept me into their arms, their praises making my head swim. Each touch, no matter if it were a soul-crushing kiss or the light graze of their fingers against my cheek, had my heart soaring. While both Gods were occupied, Orion took a step in my direction, his cheeks tinted a light pink, and murmured softly, “You look stunning, Blakely.” It wasn’t an apology, but fuck if it didn’t make staying angry with him that much harder.