Dalmatian Bluey Novels & Stories

I had crossed the signal where I should have been dreading getting caught. "I meant beak. Actually, I have named its beak, wings." I had to stop, as I was under the impression she was about to ask me something else as well. She didn't though and motioned me to continue further. "Ramlal is blue in colour. His navy blue appearance makes him look like a super hot boss of our area. He is no less than a peacock." "He is blue?" "No Ma'am. Navy blue."I corrected her. "Are you sure you have a pet?" she was dubious and I was well prepared to dupe her.

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

she thought. Damienthen reached where she was and squatted down, “look up, puppy”. Bella looked up and met his eyes, she found herself staring into his iris, they were blue in colour and was very attractive.

She said to the crying Mrs Beatrice. "I got to go now. Think about it, I've said more than enough"She whispered. She faced the door but turned back to stare at dumbfounded Mrs Beatrice one more time. "Bye fake mummy" Bluey said emphasizing the word fake loudly. She opened the door and walk out shutting it right behind her. SOME HOURS LATER***** BACK TO THE CLAN. Bluey felt her feet too heavy to move. She sneaked back into the clan with an heavy heart. In a few days, she and Angelo Will leave Italy and get married.

, the handsome stranger spoke stiffling his laugh. I like his laugh. "AMELIA HUDSON", my blue doggy came to my side and glared at me. How my doggy is so tall?? May be a hybrid? "WHAT HYBRID?? DRAKE BETTER TAKE HER HOME BEFORE I KILL HER", my blue doggy ordered the handsome stranger. "Weu..doggy ... don't order ..around..my prinwnce..", I glared at my doggy. "DRAKE", the blue doggy shouted again.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

I summoned up the courage to wipe off my tears with my hands as Reyhound stood up and hugged me, pet me and showed me the way to the room which I was to stay. The room was beautiful as the bulb lit the house, bringing out the beauty in blue. The room was almost all blue, as the wall was painted blue and the bedsheet also was blue coloured with white designs, made for girls as the sheet was beautified with flowers and teddies besieged the bed, as they filled the bed. Even the lampbulb was covered in blue, and the towel that was there also was blue in colour. I turned around to look at Reyhound. "Do you have kids?" I asked, strictly. "Couple of times, and they died. So I gave up having one." H

“Do you know how many ladies will give up their mates for him in a heartbeat? He is the Beta’s son for crying out loud.” “And I am the Alpha’s daughter!” “All the more reason you have to listen to me.” “Even if anything is to happen between Balor and me,” I insisted. “It has to come naturally, not doctored by you or the pack.” My dad’s lips moved to reply, but the grand doors pushed open, the groan making my head jerk in that direction. Daemon sauntered in like he just got out of bed, his hair messy, a rumpled white shirt covering his torso, and the same pants from last time.

Olympus, I pull up Bluey. We only allow them to have TV time during snack. JoJo fully believes in giving them only two choices at a time, but they typically go through either Paw Patrol, Bluey, Sesame Street or Doc McStuffins. Bluey is an all time favorite. Typically, they get to watch three episodes of the Australian dog and her sister’s adventures. Often, we as adults get pulled into the episodes as well. It’s just a really well-done show. “And now for the adult snacks,” JoJo says turning to me.

Seeing his tears like that reminded me so much about Bluey. Flashback I was in my room, pacing back and forth, thinking about how to present the gift I bought for Bluey. It was her 17th birthday today, and I promised to celebrate it for her, but she insisted it should just be me and her in a special place. She suggested it should be natural, and I had planned everything.