Bluey Gender Novels & Stories

“It’s two boys and a girl!” The whole room erupts into excited clapping and cheers. We aren’t able to ay anything else on the matter because the kids are surrounding Blue asking to see the pictures and asking her questions. I leave her to it, but I don’t go far. I sit next to Athena but keep my eyes on Blue. “I’m happy for you guys.” Athena says quietly. “She has that glow.” “Yeah, she does.” I agree. Blue thought she wouldn’t get the happy pregnancy glow everyone talks about and apparently Abigail already has, but to me she’s glowing very bright. She smiles constantly and she has a light energy around her that makes everyone around her smile too.

She didn’t look up from reloading her magazine. Carolina rolled her eyes. “Are you planning a gender reveal party, too?” “We could,” Briony deadpanned. “We’ve got leftover grenades.” Lyra’s face finally cracked, and she broke the magazine in half laughing. “Red for a boy, blue for a girl! Nonbinary, we just let off a flare gun.” Somehow, in the haze of laughter and the battery taste of the world, Carolina felt an unfamiliar calm. Like the future was an animal she could tame with treats.

Fleur snaps at my little Fae maid. "Princess, I have been longing to see you since you awoke, but the Lycan Alpha won't let me" Blue's tiny voice rings out, ignoring Fleur's outburst. Right, I am Luna, as I am also a princess. What did I say about identity crisis again? Fleur is somehow taken back at Blue's voice and probably at her very blue personality as she is dressed in all blue like she always has been — only now in more modern clothes.

I offered a reassuring smile, saying, "Of course, our child is going to be the future heir of the Redmoon pack, so that makes them special." Blue hesitated, her gaze drifting toward the window. "Yes, but it is much more than that," she added cryptically. I grew increasingly confused. "What are you talking about?" Taking a deep breath, she said "I recently found out that I am a hybrid, Troy. I was born of a werewolf and a witch." My initial reaction was to burst into laughter. "You are so funny, Blue. You almost had me," I said, placing the plates on the table. "The food will be ready soon, so sit down. I do not want our baby to go hungry."

she replied Bluey took a deep breath and turned towards the mirror again. She smirked She packed her hair and clipped it behind her back. "what if he wants sex"A pause, Bluey turned and face her "His little d**k can't fit me. His balls are weak. It can't handle me well. He's no match to me" She said making Jenna's mouth opened agape She shook her head, puzzled She couldn't believe. The same boss whom one human can't even satisfied The same boss that fuck five boss to death and wasn't satisfied

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”

“You did really great, Bunny. So much better than we thought.” “What are their genders?” I smiled weakly, still reeling from the ordeal. “Two boys and a girl. We now have two daughters and two sons. Isn't that wonderful?” Blue grinned. “Chrys had been running around them ever since she had their cry.” “Oh, she didn't!” I let out a weak laugh, and that was when I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. Wincing, I fell back on the bed, gripping my mates' hands.

Guess we will have to ' fuck the patriarchy' here too as said by the great Taylor Swift. "I will tell you everything but first let me introduce all of you to my daughter." Dad says. "You have already met Marcellus, this is Cinna, next to him is Ravi, then Vladymir, Elijah, Damien, Antonius. Everyone , this is Ella, but please call her Ana ." Dad says and smiles proudly. I match their names with their looks so I am not confused in the future. Marcellus- Old , tanned , black curly hair. Cinna- Old , pale , ginger hair.

Sarah said, laughter soft in her throat. Just then, Liam looked up from his toys. His brow furrowed with a thought that had clearly been brewing for some time. He had actually been listening to his sister and mother. “Mommy, can we also make the frosting blue?” Robyn looked up from her drawing, scowling at her twin brother. “No. It's pink, Liam.” “Blue is for boys, Robbie. I have to eat the blue one. I'm not a girl like you.” He turned to their mother for support, “ right mom?”

“You just don't understand him because he doesn't speak English like we do.” “But Bluey and Bingo speak English?” I nodded. Patting his shiny locks before taking his hand. “They do. But they aren't Peggy's brothers so they aren't…the same.” I sucked at that explanation, but my son didn't seem to notice. He was too busy giggling and shaking his head as we walked to the car. “What?” “You're so funny mama…” he kept laughing. Unable to hold back a laugh of my own, I asked, “really?” “Uh huh,” large, brown eyes lifted to mine, shining with amusement. “Bluey and Bingo is’ girls, mama.”