Bluey Dalmatian Novels & Stories

"Follow me." ​Blue's was a music store specializing mostly in records, but it did contain the odd items that I assumed attracted a younger crowd. I'd packed my record player and came into Blue's hoping to pick up a record or two to entertain me; I didn't expect to pick up an acquaintance of sorts. ​"You don't have to take the dog with you everywhere, Iris," he barks just after Sassy sneezes at the dust in the store, her small paws clattering as she followed after us. "She can fend for herself, she's a damn dog."

“Thank you so much, Ms. Vanderbilt.” “Don’t mention it,” Maisie sat next to her bed and laughed. “You should just call me Maisie like Hector when we’re not at work.” Lucy paused, then smiled. “Maisie.” Meanwhile… The two brothers brought Daisie to a pet store. As they looked at the various dog breeds there, she didn’t know which to pick because they were all too cute. The manager showed a poodle to her, but she shook her head because her eyes fell on a brown Alaskan Malamute with light blue eyes that looked so clear.

hoping to see my mother for some last-minute counsel. Rather, my childhood friend Clara crept in. Her face was pallid, and something that made my stomach turn had taken the place of her normally happy look. "Ivy," she wrung her hands and whispered. "There are rumors... whispers among the pack..." "What rumors?" My voice was sharper than I meant when I asked. Unease pricked at the back of my neck. Clara refused to look at me. "They claim that there is another person. Another blue-haired girl who says—"

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.”

I call out. I soon hear little patters on the floor, the three dogs, Aura, Kyra and Fang. One of Erica’s favourite movies when she was younger was White Fang, hence the name. They rush to greet me, all waiting for a scratch behind the ear and the treat I always give them when I come in. I take them from my pocket, giving each of them one, and they disappear to eat them. “Auntie Aubrey.” Daisy beams excitedly, running towards me. I scoop her up, hugging her. She is only three, so she is easy to pick up.

The air was electric with energy, filled with the sound of their excited barks and playful growls, as the grassy field became their canvas for youthful antics. My pup, Alma, with her sleek, dark coat that seemed to shimmer in the light, bounded joyfully across the meadow. Her vibrant spirit matched that of Matt’s pup, Sionavar—Sion for short—whose striking silver fur caught the sunlight like a beacon. Alice’s pup, Kerian, was undeniably mischievous, with sparkling green eyes and a quick, darting movement that always kept him a step ahead. Kim’s pup ZaZu, adorned with unique patches of gray and black, gilded gracefully through the grass, while Cam’s pup Rema, the largest of the group, exuded

CHAPTER NINETEEN: APOLOGY "Hey there, Bluey." Louis passed a few grains into the bird cage, watching the little parakeet hop down from its perch to eat. He'd named it Bluey because he wasn't creative and the bird was blue. Then he sat on the chair by the window, and the black card in his pocket felt like it was burning through his skin. Matteo Riva's number. Gold lettering. No name, just digits and that same symbol he'd seen on the card at the gala.

I rise and bow to them out of respect. "Please sit down Lunas. What we are about to discuss is a bit shocking." I gesture towards the couch big enough to seat six people. Alpha Damien and Alpha David sit with their Lunas and wait for me to begin. "Lunas, the Moon Goddess has told me that your pups are the next Blue Wolves and you'll be giving birth under the next full moon." I decided to just rip the band-aid off, so to speak, out of exhaustion from this whole thing. Their eyes widened with surprise. Joy flashed across their face for a moment and worry replaced it.

"She does have a point, Darian." "Stop talking about me like I'm a German shepherd!" Biting her lip, Bella couldn't help but smile. Darian was fun to mess with now that she didn't really care if he liked her or not. "I was thinking more along the lines of a giant Alaskan Malamute."

I gritted and they smiled. "I'm Blue, the leader of these five." He smiled proudly and pointed at others who happen to be Lex, Calvin, Harris, and Dray. Blue fits the spec of being a leader and his aura and body stature say it all. His eyes were icy blue and his muscles were delicious, visible, and hard.