Fanfic Blue Bloods Novels & Stories

And they tensed. I don't want to ruin the party for anyone. I'm about to tell Griffin he should take me back home when a girl screams. "Get back to drinking you fucking pussies! Nothing to see here. It's the queen of mean, so what? If you drink hard enough, you'll realize she's still hot." I bat my lashes at the blonde girl approaching me at an alarming speed. The girl next to her is the one that shouted those words. I know her, Luciana? Right? That was her name. The girl with the traitorous mother, and the rogue father.

she said. “That is not an answer,” I spat, my knuckles white as I gripped the bottle. “I saw someone in there… people don't turn into puddles of neon ink. My late wife is dead, and yet I just saw her. She frightened Rain so much that she lost consciousness and this... thing... was trying to get to her. Give me a name. Give me a reason.” She remained unmoved. “For now, whoever is using that blue blood cannot function anymore. The link is severed. You have nothing to worry about - ever.”

“Phenomenal one she is. This kind of rare power; a none of its kind ability actually. There must be a reason. I can finally see why you are so obsessed with her.” Rhain, “Obsessed?! Yeah if that’s what you want to call it. But I need blood. This little won’t do.” Euphenia, “I’ll get you some in some time.” She then went out and made a call and after a while, a sedan car approached the cottage. Euphenia went out and came back with a freezer box. She put it in front of Rhain and opened it tossing a blood bag towards him. Rhain sucked onto it immediately, drinking voraciously. After two or three blood bags he calmed down and seemingly regained his lost energy. By the time Euphenia looked around

"You are bleeding." "I am?" "I can smell your blood strongly." She frowned. She bathed and made sure she washed all the blood off. "But I washed it off." "You are probably bleeding again. Your malnutrition would not let your blood clot well, and now I'm the one suffering." "I am sorry your highness. I should leave." Luciana stood up, but when she walked past Raziel, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "Where do you think you are going little girl?"

"And what of your responsibilities, your duties to this kingdom and to your people?" "We're aware of our duties," Blue answered, his tone unwavering. "But we cannot deny fate. Amelia is our destiny." My heart squeezed, warmth flooding me at their words. Yet, I couldn't ignore the piercing gaze of the elder. There was something in his eyes that unnerved me – something dark, disapproving, as if I was a threat to everything he held dear.

“I hate the guts and wit of Blue. She was selfish that she barely think of others. But my sister, Blanche was the opposite.” “I’m better off with Blue than Blanche. Blue was a dangerous femme, cold-hearted, not afraid of anything, cool and such. While Blanche was caring. She cares for everyone that she scarcely cares for herself,” she said, tapping the other’s shoulder as she dismiss Aerith’s hands from her waist. “Now, now, Blue and Blanche is a perfect combination. A touch of dangerous femme and a touch of caring girlfriend.” “Burglar!” Aerith screamed as she saw Blanche winking at her.

“Good to know! Just make sure to let me know if you plan on making it a regular thing.” “Absolutely! I’ll even send you a calendar invite,” she teased, feeling the camaraderie growing as they shared a laugh. As Charlotte walked home later that night, the city lights twinkled like stars against the darkening sky. Her mind raced with thoughts, a whirlwind of curiosity and unease about her family and the feud that seemed to entangle her life in ways she hadn’t anticipated. The snippets of gossip about Celestine Westwood echoed in her mind, each one igniting a burning desire to uncover the truth behind her family's history. Who was Celestine really? What had happened to her? The questions gnawed

"I’m going to mix your shots, and you two are going to be having the Blue Blood shots!" I frowned. "What’s a Blue Blood shot?" Sophie laughed. "A Blue Blood shot is a werewolf’s biggest weakness when it comes to alcohol. Werewolf systems are different from humans! We don’t get drunk easily by consuming regular human alcohol." She smirked. "But we do have our own alcohol called the Blue Blood shot. If humans drink it, they’d probably die from alcohol poisoning after just one shot! That’s why this club is called the Blue Bloods. The shots are only given to werewolves, but humans don’t even know about it."

"Then you’re going to adore Yvonne Blue. She seems exactly like the 'virtuous and submissive' woman you crave. She’s very good at pleasing people. In fact, she’s already promised Arthur that after they marry, she wants to move you into their house so they can personally serve you." Sarah’s tone was conversational, almost pleasant. "Oh, you probably don't know the full details. Her father, Maxwell Blue, was just hauled off for embezzling public funds. Her brother, Kevin, just had his life ruined by a debt collector over a scandal. Her mother... well, I’m sure you two will get along famously. Perhaps the entire Blue family will move into the Vance Manor to 'serve' you. What a blessing that wou

Mia is watching intently at the procedure and writing very quickly in her notebook. It occurs to me that this is the first time I have seen my sister in her element and I couldn’t be more proud. She will make a great doctor one day. She has the drive and ambition and I just know that the Moon Goddess has paired her with the perfect mate to help her achieve her dream. Once the needle goes in, the blood from Nyx looks ethereal. It’s not red. Her blood glows blue. How come mine doesn’t glow blue? My tio gasps, “I’ve never seen anything like this before.”