Fanfic Blue Bloods Novels & Stories

I watched him as he walked out of my penthouse with determination and urgency in his steps and knew that he was going to make everything go smoothly as he usually does. I rest back against the couch I was seated on, closed my eyes, and smiled. If she thinks that she could just escape my clutches like that, then she’s got to think twice about that. But then the next minute, a frown replaced the smile on my face, as my thought drifted to the dangers that she was about to face soon. From past histories, the previous Blue Bloods weren’t able to overcome all the challenges they faced from the moment they were discovered before they were eventually killed.

G R A C E P O V A strong scent invaded my nose as I turned around in the warm blankets. Pancakes. I opened my eyes and saw a blue room with black furniture. I'm in Giovanni's room. Why am I in Giovanni's room? I thought back to the event that happened yesterday and remembered what my father did to me. I was disgusted I was a daughter of a person that cruel. I was disgusted by myself. That I couldn't even stand up for myself against my own father. I was pathetic.

Blue created a circle of which she sat in, a little wooden bowl was in front of her still in the circle. Cane watched her wondering exactly what she was doing, she passed a knife to him and he stared at her questionably. “Don’t you want to break the curse, I need your blood for that” she said. He caught the palm of his hand and a drop of his blood fell into the bowl. “I need more” she said and he cut himself again, Blue got the knife from him and also cut herself releasing only a drop of her blood.

Gisella and Gunner stayed back and continue their flirting. Cillian and I stroll to a group of gorgeous ladies, all dressed in elaborately bejeweled dresses of the most stunning shades of blue. Dark blue, baby blue, sky blue, glittery blue, green blue, anything blue. I’m guessing, just like me, they want to pay homage to the Blue Blood Pack, hence the blue gowns.

Xavi asked, snapping me from my thoughts. I glanced at him and with my lips pursed, “Let’s go,” I murmured as I climbed into the carriage. It was not truly my business, and the last thing I wanted was to be entangled in this mess. The ride jolted with bumps, but suddenly something swirled into my nostrils, a sharp, metallic, unmistakable smell, like blood. My eyes darted over my body, yet I was not injured, so where was this coming from?

"She’s here, Alexander. She’s in Malta. She’s waiting for us at the original coordinates. She’s waiting to finish the story." Alexander looked at the woman in his arms the woman he’d lied to, the woman he’d accidentally turned into a god. He realized then that the "The Billionaire’s Blood Proxy" was no longer about a contract or a billionaire. It was about two sisters, one of blood, and one of code, fighting for the soul of a city. "Then we finish it," Alexander said, his eyes hard and cold. "Tonight."

He blurted out. "So Shaun, how's that new property you acquired?" I heard one of his cousins ask him. "Good Richard. You know— Melio here helped me acquire it. You should experience her first-hand in a business mood— very precise." He said that with his hands still scavenging my pussy. Fuck I want to scream! "So this is an office romance kinda thing. Everything Blue". I was about correcting Catherine when his finger penetrated my pussy. "Urr.rr! I moaned out.

I take my usual spot in the corner, the chair by the window that nobody else likes because the air conditioner vent blows cold air directly on it. I’m halfway through my cup when Renee walks in. She spots me, raises an eyebrow. “You look like hell.” “Thanks.” She pours herself coffee. Leans against the counter. “Double?” “Triple.” “Jesus, Cass.” Two more nurses come in behind her. Shauna and Beth. They head straight for the coffee pot, already mid-conversation. “I’m just saying,” Shauna’s shaking her head, stirring sugar into her cup. “No one’s going to last. Did you hear what happened to the last one?”

"Wait. Whatever you want, I can give it to you. Money, anything. I'm taking both of them with me." Ethan steadied himself and regained his composure as he locked his sharp eyes onto Amber. Anyone else might have been intimidated, but Amber was not one to scare easily. She did not even lift her gaze before waving her hand. Tara panicked as her tears spilled uncontrollably while Ethan's eyes stayed on her, filled with nothing but heartache and tenderness. At that moment, I probably looked like the greatest villain of all. It was as if I was someone who had torn apart the fated love story of two star-crossed lovers.

“And why you care.” Mr. Blue shrugged. “Let’s just say... I’ve always had my ways. And blood matters. Mikhail may be family, but family can be complicated.” Zayn studied him. “You think he’s the traitor?” Mr. Blue laughed. “I never said that.” He reached beside him and poured two glasses of wine from a bottle on the table. He pushed one toward Zayn. “I don’t drink with snakes,” Zayn said simply. “Smart man,” Mr. Blue said, and picked up the glass himself. He sipped. “But I’m not the snake. I’m just... the one who shows you where it’s hiding.”