Bluey Jean Luc Novels & Stories

Lucien didn't know if it got to his head back then or not, but thinking about it now, he realized he spent more time with Lucy and hardly knew a thing about Lillian. She distanced herself from him. His careful eyes examined her, and his heart ached. He didn't even know that she took their father's eyes, brown, just like his. Only Lucy took her mother's blue eyes. Speaking of Lucy, she asked with puffed cheeks, “What about me?” Lucien narrowed his eyes, “What about you?” The royals were standing at the center of the living room of the pack house. This was a very rare sight that the maids, guards, and servants stood to stare at.

I grab his arm blindly, heart pounding against my ribs like a trapped animal. In the dark, Noelle’s voice floats, sweet and melodic: “You were never the main character, Elora. Not until tonight.” A hand brushes my shoulder—I jerk back, almost screaming— But then a spark of pale blue glows to life beside me. Lucien. He’s kneeling, blood trickling down his temple, his palm glowing faintly as he channels some kind of energy. His face is tight with pain, but his eyes—his impossibly bright, steel-blue eyes—lock onto mine.

Tate patted him on the back and said, “Lucy just saved you from being lectured by your Luna for breaking your promise to her, Juan. Let it go.” Lucianne smirked victoriously at Juan, and her brother uttered, “You know, Lucy. Sometimes I feel that Blue Crescent only has so many allies because you somehow charm packs to like us, especially their leaders and their Gammas.” Lucianne mocked a look of revelation, “Really? I thought it was because I cheated when I showed them new techniques!” Juan threw her an annoyed look before speaking to Xandar, “Just so you know, your Highness. My sister is more than meets the eye. You have no idea what she has up her sleeves sometimes. Try not to fall for tho

he stuttered out. Erin, V subconsciously parroted. "Kim Uriel," he visibly brightened, looking rather haughty. Nodding, Blue looked at the Moon once more. He ogled at it as if it were the best thing to ever exist, as if it were to never exist again. As if it's the only thing that has ever existed, and it's all he's ever known. It's all he's ever dreamed of, even when he wasn't asleep.

Observing every loop and holes to get the real intent behind her question. "Hmmm... Wonderful...!!!" He said. "Do you mean... that... it's going to be just the last time we're going to be together...?" Somira asked, looking so downcasted. Attending to them, a bar attendant came over to meet them with his oval-shaped tray, and on it were the glasses of drinks which the couple seated behind them ordered for. This time, it was a male personnel. He was looking so handsome and dashing in his sky blue coloured shirt, and a pair of black trousers... well tucked in... with his designers' belt neatly placed in packaging. His hair was obviously black, with a little at one end, tinted in yellowish gold

The waitress said, her name was blue, and she had been with Lucas for as long as he could remember. They all look for tables to sit at, except Lucas Freya, and Mollie, who were talking to blue. Freya was more than excited to see her ."Blue. " She hugged her. "now you're officially a college student, I hope you're excited?". Blue asked. "I am.! Extremely." "Mollie, I hope you're excited, your baby sitting days are over.. Your little caterpillar has grown into a beautiful butterfly." "how time flies by, now I can also officially get me a man, to date." Mollie said, beaming with excitement.

Jason poke Stuart. "No" Stuart shake his head "Not at all continue" "You skipped a part Michelle,stop you omitted the important part when she whispered she's turning into a blue Stone"Stuart rub the back of his neck,his body getting hotter. The girl was always in blue,he didn't believe a word the girls are saying but still he believed they wouldn't form all this themselves,they saw something,they saw his fear. "Baby why are you sweating ?" Michelle cup Stuart face,he stood up hastily.

"For those of you just joining us, we're about to start the third period of our annual preseason scrimmage. Scores are tied, tempers are high, and I've been informed that one of our players has an announcement to make." The crowd murmured and I found myself sitting up a little straighter. Lucian skated to center ice. No helmet now. His hair was dark and tousled, pushed back from his forehead, and even from up here I could see his eyes...blue. Really blue. The kind of blue that made you forget where you were. He took the mic, "Hey everyone," he said. His voice came out raspy and breathless from skating. "I know this is weird. But I wanted to say something before the last period."

She ignored me completely and descended the stairs quickly, looking between both of us like she had just walked into premium live entertainment. “What does he owe you?” Lucian glanced at me once before answering calmly. “A priceless gift.” Jeanne slapped a hand over her mouth, giggling slightly. Gawd! At this point, I just want the ground to open and swallow me alive. “You people are insane,” I muttered weakly. Jeanne pointed at me accusingly. “Why are you blushing?” “I’m not blushing!” “You literally look overheated.” My mouth shut involuntarily and I glanced at Lucian who hummed softly beside me, enjoying this.

El stifled a groan and turned to Lucas, who looked utterly mortified. "Right, back to class, folks!" The Principle shuffled his chair back as he stood, vaguely gesturing with one arm. They filed out of the office into the main hallway, where the magnolia paint was peeling off the walls in places, revealing a pale green underneath. "Psychiatric green", El had once told her, thought to be a calming colour. Lucas took off down the hall, slamming a locker door as he went. "Well, that's just great," El grumbled.