Fanfiction Bluey Novels & Stories

This best friend is a White girl… a countryman with the murderous gang that Quan once slaughtered. The other girl was one of the Silvers and happened to have the same eye color as her blood. Her dark blue hair was in a ponytail. As a result of Quan's actions too, there was a scar across her neck that looked painful. However, the look in her eyes seemed friendlier than that eerie impression.

"Tell me, Mr Blue. How many times have I died, and breathed again? Why can't I just breathe fresh air, far away from this time and place? I feel as if I'm being drowned in a murky blue pond, for every day I've been stuck here. I want to be someone free, someone alive. Tell me. Tell me, how many times have I fallen in love? Was it with the same person? You've existed longer than any other creature to walk this sad planet, so tell me, is it real..? I wonder how many times I've held the same hands, met the same eyes, embraced the same chest." One tear turned into two, three, six. "Or maybe, none at all. Maybe I was never loved in any life. Or maybe, this is my first and last life. S'the same hu

‎Still… I wasn’t going to miss this for the world. ‎We were already in the car when Reya spoke, her voice dripping with amusement. ‎ ‎“This is the first time you’ll be attending a family event without staying in the shadows. Does this have anything to do with a certain blue-eyed bottom?” ‎ ‎I didn’t answer. Adrian, who had been sitting in the front seat, whipped his head around so fast I thought he’d get whiplash. ‎ ‎Reya ignored my glare and kept going, smirking. “The boy Kai brought back to the penthouse the night of the club opening… is his witch of a stepsister’s fiancé.”

“Nothing.” She scowled. “Seriously, what?” He shrugged, not replying until she’d sat down, bringing the water up to her neck. “Sweetheart, that white tank is going to be like wearing nothing when you get out.” She blushed, automatically crossing her arms over her chest. “Don’t be an ass.” His grin widened. “I’m going to get a good look at that too with those thin panties.” Mandy closed her eyes and took a deep breath to rein in her temper. “It’s hotter than I thought it would be.”

Bluey replied. "But we can still be friends don't you think? Don't be a boring guy" Enolla said. "You might not know but everything about you irritates me, I don't like you" Bluey stood. "Why don't you like me? I'm pretty, sexy and... "You're not my type so stay off my lane, what you're dreaming of can never happen" he said curtly and left the cafeteria afterwards. "Bluey!" She yelled after him, breathing loudly.

“Hey, stranger. How's the world of blueprints treating you?” Charlotte’s face lit up as she turned to see Elijah, her best friend, standing there with his trademark grin. Elijah, tall, with dark hair and striking green eyes, he had an easygoing charm that drew people in. With his signature easygoing grin, Elijah had always been her rock, the one person who could make her laugh even on her worst days. They’d been through everything together, and his presence always managed to bring out the best in her, no matter how stressful her day was. .

Such atrocity would not be tolerated. "I'm going to call the Don and have him take you out!" she screamed, visibly agitated. "I’m calling my best friend, she’s the Don’s daughter!" I glanced at her coldly. "Make your call then. I'd also like to find out who your best friend is." Lucille became stunned. She was well aware that she didn't even know the name of the Gambino family's heiress, let alone be acquainted with her. But from the moment she arrived, she was so confident that she could become best friends with the Gambino heiress that she grew incredibly reckless.

Blair POV I lay on that small bed in my dim room, the thin beam of light sneaking in through the window and casting long malignant shadows against the walls. It was much like a prison cell; with each passing day, the bars around my heart tightened. Laughter from the antics of Jayce and Anabelle infused every nook and corner of the house, bringing me the taunting pangs of my downfall. Ever since that betrayal, the heart was taken on a roller coaster ride, and somewhere deep in me, that little flicker of will started to shine through.

“Bluey!! You finally came. For a second I thought you abandoned me and left me to rot here. Can you imagine Amanda even came here to tell me you wouldn't come and that Isabel wasn't my child, such nonsense”. Mr gold chuckled weakly. Bluey stood tall with her shiny blue dress and dark shades to hide all the evil behind her eyes. It seems blue was her favorite color just like her name. Isabel stood just beside her mother, her face nonchalant and calm.

“Alright, alright. You’re serious about this. I’ll ask around. Maybe Rhonda or Robbie has a contact. One of them’s bound to know someone who reads the weather.” Raven perked up. “You’d do that?” “Of course,” Cullen said, shrugging. Raven rolled his eyes. “Right. I’ll be sure to leave a cryptic voicemail reminder. You always forget.” Cullen chuckled. “Or better yet, just send him my way when you get the number. Tell them to find me at Blue Heavens. You know, my work address.” Cullen gave him a skeptical look. “Blue Heavens? That’s what you’re calling it now?”