Dalmatian Bluey Novels & Stories

she said. "From the look on his face, he would," I said, clutching a pillow. "And the worst part is, he had bodyguards, Bluey. Expensive-looking ones. I think he’s rich. He might even be someone powerful.” "Are you for real?" “Wait… do you think he’s a werewolf too?" Bluey asked, her face now turning serious. "No... he’s not just a werewolf. He’s a Lycan” “Oh Goddess…”Bluey exclaimed.

WANTED ALIVE Name: Blue Iris Clayton Age: 24 years old Hair color: Natural blonde Eye color: Blue Height: 163 cm Body type: Slender OFFENSE: Stealing West Colony’s property REWARD: Ten cartons of goods. Protection and be a citizen of West Colony. CONTACT US IMMEDIATELY “Fuck!” Dread bolted through me. “Have you seen that woman?” I stiffened and my hand tightened the hold on the poster. “Excuse me?” I eyed the man beside me. He had thick dark blond hair. Shorter than me in a few inches, but had a few pounds and had deep brown eyes, and there was something in those orbs that gave me unsettling chills. He was wearing a clean shirt for someone who came to trade.

"Mommy, the bad blue people hurt the people and their puppies. The blue people are bad. They hurt people." This sounds like a child's nightmare, but I can't help this feeling. "Girls, what do the blue people look like?" Rose lifts her head from my chest, "They look like people, but they are very bad." "You call them blue people. Are they blue?" I need to figure out what they saw. "No, the pack is blue." Daisy answers. My eyes go wide. They are talking about a wolf pack that has blue in the name. That's why they call them blue people. It's a long shot, but I have to find out. "Are they called the Blue Crescent Pack?"

He asks while introducing himself. Beta Damian is a little on the short side for a werewolf of rank. He’s about 6ft, has sandy blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He’s well-built and has tattooed sleeves. He has a well-maintained beard, almost short enough to only be called stubble. It works for him.

Lindsay looked at her watch. “Crap, we need to get out of here, or we will have to come up with something to tell Joe and Abigail,” Lindsay said. “I will take care of that if we need to,” Wren said. “Let’s get back and see how Max and Izzy are doing with Blue.” “Blue?” “Yes, Blue. We found out that not only does he have patches of blue skin, but his blood is the same shade of blue. We started calling him the blue guy and things like that, and it just got shortened to Blue,” he explained.