Bluey X Mackenzie Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Mackenzie says as she walks over Mackenzie was one of those girls who only wore black and smoked and stuff. She is a great friend to Amber-Rose and me and always makes sure we don't follow her lead and start smoking and stripping as she does. Yup, she's a stripper too. Any guy would want Mackenzie, she had confidence and self-assurance and she's a little rude. Her body was the perfect hourglass every girl wanted. Her hair was wavy and black and she was very beautiful.

Happy that I could bring a fragment of peace that felt unattainable to him. "Well, you, Mr. Vance, you need to give me a f*e for doing such a great and fantastic job for you," I said, smiling. "Well, if you stay back, I could, you know, pay you." I held his gaze. His blue eyes looked hungry. Hungry for something he was afraid of. "Well, I need to see Mackenzie—you've totally shut me out of her life. I bet she has a new best friend now. All thanks to you."

Mackenzie replies with a mischievous tone in her voice, and I can't help but feel excited about her plan. I hop into my car and drive to the address Mackenzie gave me. As soon as I pull up to her driveway, she rushes out of her house, and we speed off. "So, Mac, where are we headed?" I inquire. Mackenzie guides me to the spot where the boys usually gather, and true to her word, they are there, completely unaware of our presence. Without hesitation, Mackenzie and I sneak over to where they've left their surfboards leaning against a wall and swiftly snatch them. We bring the boards back to my car, apply super glue to the seats, and return them to their original spot. Then, we retreat to my car

Because I love her, and all I’ve ever wanted is for her to have the life she deserves, even if that life isn’t with me. Deep down, I hope and I pray that somehow, we can find a way to make this work. That we can be together, that Meg can be mine, and that I can be hers. Because the thought of losing Mackenzie is more than I can bear. I can’t go back now to how we used to be weeks ago. I don’t want to. I just want Meg and Mackenzie lawfully and permanently and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep them. Blue of course is against it and is protesting but I turn him off even though we are not supposed to because our wolves can feel caged and well- you know what happens to a caged creature? Not good

“But, hey, why don’t you get ready for the day? I’ll keep your alpha company.” Kenzie glanced at me, and I could feel the apprehension as she nodded. “I suppose the day has come. I’ll be back in a second. Cillian, be nice.” I studied Blue as Kenzie slipped into the shadows. “This is awkward, right?” “Not so much,” I answered as Blue stepped out of the house, letting the screen door slam behind him. “Tell me, Blue, what do you think of Moon Valley?”

Beatrice placed the plate on the table and the girls hovered over it. "Seriously Beatrice, why must you treat me like them? I didn't even complain!" Mackenzie's father complained, fanning himself with his hand in boredom. They were sitting outside under the shade of an oak tree and the table contained several delicious treats. Nearby were children who chased each other for fun. Mackenzie loved this scene so much. The greens of the land, the trees, the food, her father, her best friends. Her best friends… Before leaving North Dakota with Jeffrey, she had two best friends.

"What can I say, before I found my Skye I was missing a few brain cells. I wasn't complete, now I am I see things differently." "Damn Avery, you're really gone huh." "What's it to you?" "Chill bro, ease up with the death glare; man I see she hasn't tamed the crazy." "Fuck you bro, now what you got planned next?" "Tonight we're hanging out, you're gonna owe me big bro. I plan to set the stage you know, get things moving in the right direction. I plan to ease her friend Mackenzie into the conversation. Did you see she almost slipped up at lunch when she said it wasn't her? She started to say it was somebody else but then she caught herself; I plan to pull on that thread a little."

“Don’t let this one get away, son.” Nick was quick to respond. “I do not intend to.” Blaze extended his hand to me; I shook it. “We make perfect music together, Mackenzie. Our chemistry is undeniable.” Then he pulled my hand to his lips and gave it a kiss. “I don’t know how many threats I need to give you before it actually gets through your thick skull,” Nick said to Blaze, his voice full of warning. Blaze laughed. “Relax, bro. You know I won’t do anything to you that you won’t do to me.” Then he winked at Nick before leaning forward to give him a hug. “See you soon, big brother.”

Brody wouldn’t shut up about his auction date, and Thomas was still recovering from being aggressively flirted with by a guy in leather chaps named Spike. Blue laughed all the way back to the hotel, her body tucked under my arm like it belonged there. When we got to our room, she kissed me slow and deep, pulling me into bed before I could even shrug off my shirt. The rest of the night unraveled in heat and whispers and her saying my name like it meant something. The next morning, we grabbed iced coffees and loaded up the van. Blue had a plan—something about a lake just outside Phoenix that was “a vibe.” Tyler barked once in approval like it was already on the itinerary.

They left the floor to whistle and cheers Mackayla blushing a bit. A bit later Blake walked up to order food and refill some drinks Mackayla was dancing with Camron "Apple Bottom Jeans" and he was a very good dancer. She watched Blake as he talked to Duncanion a willowy blonde walked behind him and leaned on his back in a suggestive way. "Who's that" Mackayla whispered in his ear Camron glanced over his shoulder. "Merri Cross she was Megan's best friend. She's been after Blake since high school but he doesn't return that feeling obviously. Ohh this ought to be interesting" Carson had risen from his chair.