Bluey Vore Novels & Stories

Bree asks nervously. “She couldn’t defend herself against Vita because of what she does to herself. If she is to stand by our side, she has to be able to defend herself.” Jaxon groans Grabbing our stuff, we make our way up the stairs to find the front door wide open. “Blue?” Bree calls out to her friend. “Kitchen!” Blue fires back. Stepping in, we find her drinking glass after glass of water. I could smell the wolfsbane odour from here.

The sound of their beating heart could be heard. The guns were pointing at their head and they seems to be only one in the van They couldn't move..... They stood still and somehow, they found the atmosphere suffocating or maybe it's because of the situation they were in Bluey kept gulping down She was scared. Lots of thought kept popping into her head "what about mum" She thought "how is she gonna take the news? " "will she ever found out I was taken"

He grabbed my wrist and snarled, "Daphne, have you gone nuts?" Anger flared in his eyes as he bellowed, "Do you even know what you're doing? Apologize to Lucille!" I sneered and wrenched my hand out of his grip. Scowling at him, I spat, "She started it first!" The moment I said that, Lucille went mad and aimed a gun at me. "I'm going to kill you today!" she screamed, glaring at me. "You're dead meat, bitch!" Noticing how deranged she looked, I shook my head. My patience was running thin.

“So why don't you kiss me? I would like to feel your lips on mine” That earned a grin from him as he tilted his head more to my lips, his eyes closing as they moved towards me. I closed my eyes, as my body arched from the feeling of being touched by him. I could feel his breath, feel them coming closer to me and once I… “Daddy” A loud Yelp threw us apart immediately. We turned to the stairs to see Bluey standing there. She had something she was clutching to as she looked at us, her eyes scared.

. Everybody is happy and content this way. I gulp the harsh liquor - bourborn- and make my way to the blonde dancing to the music playing. I go by her and she grinds on me, ready for me to bite her. I slowly kiss her neck and ease her down. All the while my mind goes to Ana. What would she be doing right now? If she knew this place existed, would she come here? I don't think so. She has a sane mind and I wouldn't like it if she came here , with any vampire feeding on her , I would never let her know of this place. As a human that is. I bite into the blonde's skin. My thoughts are filled with Ana. I imagine her grinding , with her ass out as I slowly kiss her, both softly and hardly, I nip he

Here, there was no favoritism or unfair judgment. It was all about competence and rules. - Third-person POV Meanwhile, miles away at Briarwood University, Ben stood outside the girls’ dorms, his expression grimacing. Drenched in sweat, Cory approached, lugging two massive pink suitcases. “Ben, any luck getting through? Where on earth is Kaycee?” Ben gripped his phone, his knuckles white. “The number is no longer in service. “She blocked me and deleted her number.” Stunned, Cory dropped the luggage down onto the floor.

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—"

His bloodshot eyes looked at Blue like he was looking at something so delicious that he was about to devour. “What's wrong?” Blue asked in a tiny voice lazed with seductiveness. She batted her eyes and licked her lips seductively. “Don’t you want to know who we are?” He asked loud enough for both Adana and the other guy to hear. Everyone woke up from their daze and looked at each other in a loss. Blue scanned her partner from his toes to his face, then gulped. She suddenly picked up the bottle of wine on the floor and poured some liquid into her mouth which calmed her down a bit, then she walked towards the pool and also jumped inside.

I throw myself forward, push myself to the limit until I'm shaking and panting next to the animal. "I'm... A human..." My eyes find Blue's sweet face. "I can't move as fast as you... I know Ryan probably can, but don't forget that he is way fitter than me and also a hybrid..." Blue blinks at me as if realizing I'm right, and he sneezes at me. Then, he walks over to a pair of bushes, looks over at me, then nods as if wanting me to come and see what he has found. Is it a dead squirrel?

His intense blue eyes lifted to meet hers, and for a moment, the outside world seemed to vanish. Asher Kingsley was a striking figure. Standing at 6'4" with a chiseled jawline and a sculpted physique, he exuded an almost otherworldly allure. His impeccably tailored dark suit accentuated his broad shoulders and lean frame. His intense blue eyes, framed by dark, thick lashes, seemed to pierce through the room, and his tousled dark hair added a touch of rugged charm to his otherwise polished appearance. Despite his godlike handsomeness, his stern expression conveyed a seriousness that left no room for frivolity.