Fanfic Blue Bloods Novels & Stories

"Blood." "Fresh." Kael opened his eyes. "Hers?" "No." "Human." "Male." Another pause. "The scent matches Marcus Holt's file." *Marcus.* He turned. The wind hit his jacket. Pulled at him. And for a moment he allowed himself to feel the full shape of what was coming. The moon. The marking. The woman who had arrived in his town carrying a bloodline that would draw every old enemy he had straight to her door. She had come here looking for her brother.

They sat on the sofa, placing the surgical tray on the table. Lawrence held her hand, seperated a finger from the others, and brought out a pin from the tray, as he gored her slightly. Pouring the vital fluid by massaging her finger to release more into a tiny plastic container. And then cover it. "Hey Denina, here!" Giving the container to the nurse he came with. And she left. As the smell of her vital fluid entered into her nostrils, she began to feel nauseous. Lawrence supported her to the toilet as she poured out everything into the sink and flushed... feeling so weak again.

She couldn’t move her feet, she couldn’t control her lungs, she couldn’t breathe. “Its been so long,” the blue eyed man replied. That voice. He was beautiful but it wasn’t his beauty that had succeeded in turning Rain inside out. Far from it actually. Rain knew she wasn’t going insane, and when his blue eyes finally met hers and narrowed in that familiar sinister way...She knew that she was definitely not seeing things. “Who’s the pretty lady?” It was him. “This is my assistant, Rain Coleman,” He was right here in front of her. “A pleasure to meet you, Miss Coleman,” It was Cullen.

“Fine. But only because I don’t want to be fussed at when I get back.” He stopped and looked at me and nodded toward the stairs. “Best listen. Uma and Blue are the worst.” I followed him towards the stairs. “Who is Blue?” “The house manager of the Blood Moon Estate,” he smiled softly. “She’s somewhere in between a doting aunt and a worrying older sister to me.” I laughed. “It sounds like she cares about you a lot.” He nodded and stopped outside one the doors and nodded inside. “I’ll see you late.”

“Look she’s not my problem but it’s not safe to just let her go like that. What if she was abused at the house she was at or maybe neglected?” Fred nodded. “I know where you’re getting at. She’s really pretty though. Can’t think of anyone who’d want to hurt someone as beautiful looking as her.” “There are some really disgusting people out there so yeah, it’s possible.” And then we heard a loud scream piercing through the walls. Blue had done some of her own exploration and touched the hot Waffle Iron. “My hand! It hurts!” She cried. “Oh, Fuck!” I yelped and dashed towards her. I took her hand in mine and placed it under a jet of cold tap water.

He couldn't understand how this happened and how can she killed someone so brutally and that too unknowingly. Nicolai ran his fingers in his hair. "Why is her blood blue?..." Dimitri shook his head in horror and ran out of the room. They could have asked the protectors but they won't tell them anything, the hybrids knew that by now. Vincent touched her blood and inspected it. "It smells really bad..." He coughed at the strong smell. "Like?..." Nicolai questioned. "Like venom..." Vincent declared. Lucifer cleaned her blue blood and changed her into his shirt. Her wound was healed completely.

I felt myself instantly move towards her, but a hand pulled me back. My glare shot towards the owner of the grip to find Jasmine half smiling at the scene unfolding before her. She looked all too pleased with what was about to happen. The glass made it impossible for the two to hear or see us, but we could see them and hear them perfectly clear like they were on display. They were. “As you can see, these are the very first BlueBloods we’ve come across in decades.” He pointed towards Raven and looked back at the people. Everyone stood awed at them, gathering around the platform in front of the glass.

Drake tells me catching my face, his own emotions plastered all over his face I feel a warm wash of water flow from between my legs followed by more pain, drake looks down and his entire body freezes, “CARON CARON I NEED YOU CARON! He screams, i look down and realise im covered in blood, my own thoughts freeze, it was so much, it was everywhere and more was spreading out over the bed and dripping of the edge, drake turns, opening the door for a tired looking caron and a frantic looking fiona, as both of them see me they stop looking to each other then back to me

“I don’t give a shit about dad’s approval, and I have never been jealous of you. All I wanted was to never be part of the shit company named after us. He wouldn’t let me go! I was happy to let you become the next blood sucker in this family.” He scowls at me but doesn’t say another word. The others come in and one of them grabs Tet pulling him to his feet and dragging him out of the room. I run back over to where Blue is laying on the ground and kneel next to her. “Blue. Come on baby wake up.” I pat her gently on the cheek, but she doesn’t wake up. I place two fingers on the pulse point of her neck and only feel a faint thump against my finger.

Her safety and well being are very important to me. I carried the weight of this tragic tale for years, protecting the secret of Blue's true lineage as Mabel and Winter's daughter. Blue grew up in a loving environment, completely unaware of her heritage. Blue's childhood could have been remarkably ordinary had it not been for the tragedy of her father's passing. His loss left her emotionally scarred, transforming her into a solemn young woman who rarely smiled until she crossed paths with Troy. Seeing her regain her happiness was a source of joy, but I could not help but feel a sense of worry for her. It was obvious that she had begun to search for information about her past, a path that had