Bluey Characters As Humans Novels & Stories

So there was no way the next Blue Team member would be able to deal with Orange Monk. Soon, the next Blue Team member walked to the centre of the stadium. He was a handsome man, just like Blue Mantis. But he was slightly taller than Blue Mantis and had a stocky build. “The next representative for the Blue Team, the powerful Strength Type Thrasher, Musclehead, is here!” Peter shouted loudly. The crowd quickly erupted into cheers as they tried to encourage Musclehead. Although they knew that Musclehead was weaker than Orange Monk, they were hoping for a miracle.

After a long sad wallowing binge of thinking. The sound of a door opening eventually penetrated and he raised his head to see an average sized alien in a blue cloak standing patiently in front of him. This alien’s skin was a matching blue and scaled like a fish, and his features were reptilian but not so much of unpleasant. An eel maybe? When Leroy looked up, the fishy alien bowed his head respectfully. “I am K'coba. Almighty Xcott has requested that I show you to your room while he is working.”

A slow smile spread across Bluey’s face as she showed the message to Pistol. “Well, well,” Pistol drawled, leaning back in her chair with a satisfied look. “Looks like our little bird’s cage just got a bit smaller.” Bluey chuckled, tapping the screen of her phone thoughtfully. “Seems like someone wants us to pay April a visit. And who are we to disappoint?” Pistol’s eyes glinted with mischief. “What’s the plan, Bluey? We gonna pay her a nice, friendly visit?” Bluey shrugged, though her expression suggested anything but friendliness. “We’ll see. Maybe just a reminder that we haven’t forgotten about her. Keep her on her toes.”

Was Vita trying to get her in the pack to keep her from us or did she have another motive? “Have you ever lived in a pack?” Jaxon asks, but his gaze had turned to me. He knew I had been right all along. The front door opens and Bree stumbles in with her bags. Her face falls when she sees us and her eyes immediately search for Blue. She is relieved to see that Blue was still here and runs across the room to hug her. A smile appears on Blue’s face, she genuinely cared for the human, just as the human cared for her. As much as I hated the idea, becoming friends with the human would be the way to Blue’s heart.

Jenna ranted "I can't believe I have been captured. Mum and Draco. Mum how is she gonna take it"Bluey said sadly sitting on the bed "lazy ass ,,this is another life for you. I l came here just a week ago and I have learnt alot. No one wishes to be here. I mean who will wish to be here just to get killed after four years..... Absolutely no one. I had families too but I guessed another life had begins for me..... To last longer here you need to avoid the Boss. When he's angry, he kills anyone just to quench his anger" Jenna said

Khaid “Bluey is MetroPaul’s daughter” Kael divulged. I exhaled and relaxed on the couch. “What else?” I probed. “Her real name is Satera Bluey. She's an estranged daughter. Her mother was a mistress to MetroPaul. She's dead now. She died of lack of care from cervical cancer.” Kael stated knowledgeably. “I see” Khaid replied shortly. “You don't seem surprised, boss” Kael pointed out. Then his eyes glistened and widened in realization. “You've always known”

Heading to the bathroom, she grabbed her hair dye and an old t-shirt. She had been dyeing her hair ever since she had left her family. Her natural flaming red hair and deep blue eyes would give her identity away--they were traits that only the royal family had. But with dark brown hair, she could pass as a southerner. If her father and older brother, Leon, could see her now, she wasn't sure they would recognise her anyway. She had spent a little over four years with the Bridgewater pack, and time had changed her childish features into that of a woman. She wore her hair shorter now, and her father's high cheekbones and rounded nose made her look younger than she truly was. She was a late bloo

A human. I imagined Blue growing old and telling her dozens of children a very interesting story. All her children had either golden hair (like Adrian's) or blue like hers. And she said, 'My little ones, did you know that when I was young, I went to the land and met this really foolish human boy who fell in love with me. It was hilarious because I really made a total idiot out of him, right, Ade, honey?'

WANTED ALIVE Name: Blue Iris Clayton Age: 24 years old Hair color: Natural blonde Eye color: Blue Height: 163 cm Body type: Slender OFFENSE: Stealing West Colony’s property REWARD: Ten cartons of goods. Protection and be a citizen of West Colony. CONTACT US IMMEDIATELY “Fuck!” Dread bolted through me. “Have you seen that woman?” I stiffened and my hand tightened the hold on the poster. “Excuse me?” I eyed the man beside me. He had thick dark blond hair. Shorter than me in a few inches, but had a few pounds and had deep brown eyes, and there was something in those orbs that gave me unsettling chills. He was wearing a clean shirt for someone who came to trade.

We run for what must be almost an hour. Dylan stops every now and then to sniff at something, reminding me irresistibly of a pet dog Eventually, I tug on his fur. "Stop, let me down. I want to walk." I've never really been into hiking, but this place is so beautiful, I can't but want to explore it. Dylan runs too fast for my human eyes to track much of the scenery. Dylan waits for me to get off before shifting to his human form. I take his hand, and the two of us walk through the forest.